The Devil WithInn 90 Eriden = Chair

Then, she saw Favian and the rest of the Watchers turning around in perfect synch to face their a.s.signed groups.

"Beyond these pillars is the Sacred Temple. Please maintain its solemnity as we enter. If any rude and unwanted behavior were to occur, the perpetrators will be punished accordingly. "

After their announcements, the Watchers ushered their teams in the portal. One by one, they were soon transported inside this huge cathedral looking 'temple.'

And when Inna entered the portal, she couldn't withhold her gasp as she looked around.

The temple was absolutely stunning!

White walls, white ceiling, and such great artistic paintings!

It had this familiar feeling from its designs, starting from its arched windows, high ceilings, to its vast amount of s.p.a.ce and walls filled with murals.

After thinking deeply, Inna noticed that it incorporated the designs of ancient churches back in her world. Yet at the same time, it held its own originality with the magical floating lights and the paintings all around it.

Actually, because of the numerous wall paintings, the temple eerily resembled the Sistine Chapel. Except that the paintings surrounding all the walls in the temple are alive. Like the ones in Hogwarts, they move and act out their scenes like videos. When she noticed it, she couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

But given the fact that Eriden is their world's only accepted religion, the paintings were all about Eriden's version of the creation of their world.

All throughout on the left walls of the temple, it showed the scenes of the creation of Mana, the original animals, and plants. On the right, it showed the power-crazy Mana, Chi and the other humanoid beings Mana created, the magical beasts, magical plants, and it even showed the extinction of the original beings.

Then, at the concave ceiling, there were paintings of the clear blue sky and in those clouds lay a man in white robes whose face was hidden by the sun.

If she's not wrong, that must be the Supreme G.o.d.

All around him in the concave, there were numerous white cloaked figures that had their faces hidden in the shadows. It was particularly eye-catching because the painting of the Supreme G.o.d and those figures were the only unmoving paintings in the whole temple.

With her curiosity piqued, Inna tugged at Favian's robe.

But, it was either he was ignoring her, or he didn't feel it because no matter how often she tugged, Favian seemed to ignore her.

Irritation was starting to blossom in her so she roughly tugged his robe. Then as she did it a second time, she heard a faint ripping sound.

Schhhhrrrrkkk!

Favian stopped walking and stared wide-eyed at his ripped sleeve. It was just a little rip but his hidden perfectionist side was greatly disturbed by it.

"What. Do. You. Want."

He hissed out as he glared at her.

Seeing his furious expression, her mind blanked out and she ended up nervously stuttering.

"H-hi."

Hi?! Did she just rip his sleeve to say 'hi'?!

Favian curled up his top lip as he growled out.

"If you don't have anything worthwhile to say, why don't you just shut up and follow?"

He huffed as he turned and tried to catch up on the line.

Inna soon followed after him and after her astonishment melted away, she finally regained her thoughts.

"Hey, I actually have something worthwhile to say."

It seems that Favian was scared that she'll do something worse than ripping his robe so he immediately placed his sleeves in front while he looked back for her to explain.

"Who are those white cloaked guys in the ceiling?"

He looked at her strangely again.

Why does she not know the common knowledge in Anemoly? Is she really what he thinks she is?

An outsider?

"They are the Immortals or Guardians. They are made from a part of the Supreme G.o.d and they are tasked to personally handle the creations. Although they are supposed to be like Mana, watching over the creations and such, they do not have free will and are soulless. Despite that, they are loyal to the Supreme G.o.d because they are a part of Him."

"Legends says that all the Immortals are unfeeling, and emotionless. They are cold and ruthless and strictly governs their domains without being seen by anyone. And some said that they are like mere puppets but their powers are unimaginable."

Inna looked at the ceiling's mural again and suddenly, a face appeared in her mind.

The King….

Inna didn't know why but when Favian started describing the Immortals, the King's enchanting face popped inside her mind.

Unfeeling… Emotionless…

A puppet…

Unimaginable power…

Those words pretty much described his whole aura.

Despite being lost in thought, she continued walking and followed Favian as they drew near to a ma.s.s of seats.

The seats were common wooden seats in the highest possible quality. Most of it were colored white, about occupying the vast area of the temple by more than a half while two long columns were colored red.

Slowly, after being instructed by their Watchers, team after team sat in the rows of white seats while the Watchers sat at the red ones.

After her whole team had sat down, Inna finally noticed that the temple had an altar that greatly resembled the one in the 'churches' in her world. But in the altar, aside from the simply white clothed marble table, there was also a huge and tall chair that towered over the whole temple.

The chair was made of marble and because of its size, it looked like it can fit a t.i.tan or two.

In short, it really was huge.

It spans the whole width of the temple, which can fit about millions of people. Its height was something noteworthy as well. If Inna were to compare it to the things back in her world, the chair's height is about half a skysc.r.a.per high.

And, if Inna guessed right, this must be the representation of their Supreme G.o.d?

She knew that the Christians have crosses for that...

But to think that the followers of Eriden had… a chair?