"This is the Holy City..."
Gazing upon the pure white city before him, Fang Zheng couldn't help but exclaim.
Although Fang Zheng had visited many worlds and seen plenty of magnificent structures, the capital of the Kingdom of the Holy Church still managed to make him feel awestruck.
Fang Zheng had heard rumors about the capital of the Kingdom of the Holy Church more than once, whether from Shi Dong, Bishop Carl, or even ordinary Paladins who shared stories about the Holy City with him during conversations. Bishop Carl had once proudly said to Fang Zheng, "Once you visit the Holy City, you'll know it's the most beautiful city in the world."
Now it seemed Bishop Carl's confidence was not unfounded.
From the skies above, the entire Holy City gave the impression of a blossoming white lotus flower. Pure white walls crisscrossed to form the "petals'" edges, unfolding in all directions.
"It truly is beautiful."
