On the wall behind him, the remaining traces were empty of anything, already cleaned by "Yang God·Purification," leaving no flaws behind.
"..."
Xie Xiaochan and the others looked at each other, puzzled, but eager to leave, they refrained from asking questions.
Only Gu Pan wrinkled her delicate nose, sniffing the air like a little rabbit, seemingly discovering something faintly but not quite.
With these doubts, everyone passed the platform, went through the dark passage, and returned to the originally dark Gothic-style church hall.
It remained as it was, except for the traces around where everyone had rummaged and smashed, everything else was unchanged.
Whether it was the 'Death God' statue on the altar or the headless servitors on either side, they were exactly the same as before, with no changes.
It seemed that everything that happened in the temple at the bottom of the church had no impact on this place, silent as before.
"Finally back."
"Phew!"
