In a pure white space, there are twelve virtual shadows sitting in front of the circular conference table.
Their bodies are covered with spotless white robes, and the milky light shines on them, emitting a holy atmosphere.
Look carefully, there are 13 chairs in front of that table, but one is empty.
This is the Holy Hall of the Torch Church.
In short, it is the place where the pioneers in the Holy Land meet.
In the center of the circular conference table stood an old man in a gray robe.
His face is full of wrinkles and his eyes are turbid. Whether it is the lusterless skin or the robe, it is closely related to the sacred