Mosel Kingdom, Cantona sat in the luxurious carriage, finding solace in being away from the islands and feeling grounded once more.
His current identity was that of a noble in the Mosel Kingdom, the secret channel of the Death Church. This noble had long been made into a semi-permanent skin suit by the Death Church. At this moment, Cantona wore this skin suit, having just escaped from a nobles' banquet.
The power of the Death Church extended further than he imagined, and he was beginning to gradually reach some of its core areas.
Among the followers of the Death God, there must be a mask maker angel, otherwise, such a masterpiece couldn't be created. The other party was walking the darkest path of the retro genre. Previously, he underestimated the Death Church, and now he realized it was his own naivety. If it were so easy to deal with, his teacher wouldn't have been so cautious.
The waters here were too deep and too dark.
The carriage stopped at the noble's mansion.
