The Original Believer and the Lotus of the Mother

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In the dimly lit small black room, one could not even see their own fingers.

There were only two flickering candles on the chopping board in the corner.

Mary's curvaceous shadow was reflected on the dim yellow wall, and the slightly undulating curves gave people a different kind of temptation.

However, Matthew's heart was as still as water.

The moment the other party closed the door.

He could feel a domain called Concealment slowly expanding.

In the end.

The power wrapped around the room tightly like a baby wrapped in water.

Matthew took a deep breath.

This was the [House of Concealment].

It was a secret ritual passed down from the Dark Ages. As long as one stayed in this room, everything they said would not be detected by the prophecy spell.

This was a corner that even gods could not touch.

Of course.

The gods also had their own hidden houses.