บท 145: Chapter 108: As Long As Thoughts Don't Slip (Seeking Subscriptions)_1

When Luo Lan fully entered the mirror, the scene in front of her made her feel insignificant and humble.

This was a church of The Holy See.

The wall seemed to be covered with reliefs about pain and despair, unbearable to look at, as if each glance would infect one with the suffering depicted!

In the middle of the church, there were several towering columns!

Scriptures were engraved on the columns.

But as Luo Lan walked closer.

She discovered... these huge columns seemed to be the shinbones of a giant, with bloodstains on them not yet dry.

After Luo Lan entered, her entire being seemed to be enveloped in an aura of despair.

She looked up ahead.

There was a row of gaunt figures, all kneeling before an altar.

The church's hall was carpeted with bright red.

What was this place?

Luo Lan had no time to think!

"Dong... Dong... Dong..."

Her thoughts were interrupted by this ancient bell.