The country of the Holy Church, the meditation hall in the depths of the heretical tribunal.
Myrcella stepped on some kind of viscous liquid as he walked towards the depths of the heretical tribunal.
This was once the most secretive place of the heretical tribunal. Other than the Bishop of the Heretical Tribunal, no one else was able to step into it.
But now, it had completely turned into ruins.
Myrcella looked at the walls that were covered in blood, and there was some gray liquid around the blood.
This place had experienced a great war not long ago, a war between the Heretic Court of Justice and the Holy Cult Army.
This was a long-planned ‘usurpation’.
Myrcella’s mentor, ascetic, had returned to the holy city half a month ago. He brought back the magical machinery used to record the movie, which was what they called the ‘Demonic Creation’.
