Rex looked at the statue, brows furrowed in shock and confusion.
He wanted to be mistaken, but the features of this statue were incredibly close to those of an Angel.
Feathered wings, grandiose posture, and there was even a small halo.
It was clearly the statue of an Angel.
Am I missing something? I saw Werewolves recently, and now Angels?
He had been living in this realm for almost a month, years if counting the Forsaken Tower, but he had never heard of anyone mentioning this figure, who seemed to be an important figure, considering that this important city created a monument of her, and even worshipped her to an extent.
In the Forsaken Tower, he talked with April about a lot of things.
No—listened.
Rex rarely talked about himself or where he came from, but April talked a lot about herself.
It ranged from her upbringing to the empire's matters.
But not once had she ever mentioned a figure that was worshipped by the people.
"Maybe it's only this city?" Rex thought aloud.
