"Hey, I have said that the water in the human kingdom is very deep, and Mengxin can't grasp it at all. If you are not careful, it will be forever..."

Seeing the dimming names in the team list and the frantic complaints of the cute new players in the chat channel, Demacia sighed helplessly.

Come on, this trip to the boss group is considered a vain.

But... if you can rescue Old John, you might be able to pay back.

A rough kick came from behind, and Demacia was kicked into a dungeon.

The dungeon was dark and damp, only the dim magic lamp hanging on the wall exuded a faint brilliance, and the visibility was poor.

However, as an elf, Demacia originally had a strong night vision ability and was able to see the surrounding scene clearly.

This should be a fairly large dungeon, with no end in sight, and many prisoners are held in the cages on both sides.

Vaguely, Demacia seemed to hear Ruoyuowu prayers coming from the depths of the dungeon. It didn't seem to be a single person, but a group of people praying religiously.

But when he wanted to listen carefully, the sound disappeared again, as if he had been alarmed.

Demacia was curious.

He couldn't help but secretly opened the [Eye of Faith], wanting to see what was going on.

It's just that when he turned on the ability to check beliefs, he was stunned for an instant.

I saw the light of faith on the prisoners in the cages on both sides of the dungeon, neither the green of the unbelievers nor the red of the believers, but mostly white...

White... That is the color that only the light believers of the Life Church have!

Not only that, if he read it right, it seems that there is a lot of blue mixed in it.

That's a devout believer!

Good guys!

Are all the believers of the Life Church in this dungeon?

Even considering the recent tense relationship between the Eternal Church and the Life Church, Demacia had been prepared for a long time, but she was still surprised by the number of life believers in the dungeon.

It's just that it's weird.

Belief is fanatical enough for the guards to catch the Life Cultists here. How can you say that the level of faith must be higher, even directly fanatics?

Take him as an example. Apart from the players, the only people who can attack the city guards like him who can kill their lives on the street are also devout believers and even fanatics.

But here, most of them are still the white of shallow believers.

Is there too much of the shallow believers here?

Demacia looked at the level of faith in the dungeon in amazement, while the guard who escorted him pinched his nose and frowned, shouting into the depths of the dungeon:

"Where's the guard? I caught another lunatic from the Life Church, and quickly locked him up."

He couldn't help covering his nose and mouth, and seemed quite uncomfortable with the smell in the dungeon.

After a long time, the two dungeon guards walked over slowly.

It's just that when Demacia saw the two dungeon guards, to be more precise, when he saw the blue and purple light of faith on them, his eyes were instantly rounded.

Damn it!

What did he see?

Is the dungeon guard also a life believer?

And the one who is about to become a fanatic?

The goddess is on top. This is the Dororian Castle Prison where political prisoners and heretics are held?

How come even the guard has become his own?

No... wait, they also bring NPC frames!

All this has awakened into a rare blue NPC!

At this moment, Demacia's expression was quite wonderful.

Unlike his weird expression, the two dungeon guards seemed quite calm.

However, Demacia, who is very observant, noticed that the gaze that the other party casts on him from time to time is warm.

It was different from the guard who escorted him, it was a look at one's own person.

Although hidden deep, under the observation of Demacia, who is extremely capable of night vision, it is not difficult to capture the emotions deep in their eyes.

"Thank you two."

One of the dungeon guards, who was obviously the captain, said to the guards who escorted Demacia.

Be gentle.

But Demacia, who had already sensed it in advance, vaguely felt that there was a deep estrangement under that gentleness.

The guard waved his hand, as if he didn't care about what he said.

In other words, they are more like they are too lazy to talk to the dungeon guards who almost blend in with the dirty and smelly dungeon.

After leaving Demacia rudely, the two left here, as if they didn't want to stay here any longer.

The dungeon returned to darkness again.

The two dungeon guards looked at Demacia, nodded to each other, and reached out to untie him.

Then, under Demacia's stunned gaze, they respectfully said:

"Are you the Elf Chosen? The instructor is waiting for you inside..."

Demacia:...

Wait, he really came to a dungeon to hold prisoners, not the underground base camp of the Church of Life? !

He opened his mouth, with countless slots in his heart wanting to vomit.

He expected that he could not find a goal after entering the dungeon; he expected to be held in solitary confinement and lose his freedom; he also expected this rumored impenetrable castle prison to be heavily guarded and unable to move at will...

But only did not anticipate the situation at hand!

However, vaguely, Demacia felt that he had guessed what was going on in the dungeon.

Elf Chosen...

tutor…

Demacia couldn't help but look into the depths of the dungeon, and a somewhat absurd, but very likely truthful idea appeared in his heart.

"tutor?"

He tentatively said.

"Yes, Sir John, the mentor."

The dungeon guard answered religiously.

Demacia:...

There are people outside, and there are mountains outside the mountains.

He suddenly felt that perhaps his missionary ability was not as great as he thought...

Following the dungeon guard, Demacia walked toward the depths of the dungeon like a stroll in his back garden.

And the deeper he went, the more his eyelids throbbed.

The light of faith!

In the cells on both sides, the light of faith of the goddess is shining!

Good guy, start with white, the deeper the blue, the more blue, and some blues are already turning purple like dungeon guards!

That is a sign of turning into a fanatic!

Almost all the prisoners in this entire dungeon were turned into life believers!

This... how much priest experience is worth this!

Seeing this scene, Demacia's expression was wonderful and very sad.

Seriously speaking, in addition to saving old John, the driving force that supported him to sneak into Dororia Castle Prison was that he wanted to use his rich missionary experience to give his friends in the prison an ideological and political lesson.

After all... there is nothing more suitable for fooling around here, ah no, to attract "comrades".

However, he never expected that this place would have been dyed the color of a goddess.

Demacia had no doubt that if it were not for the strict security outside the dungeon, and even the rumor that there were legendary professionals and priests in the castle, these people would have united and rushed out...

After so many years of accumulation, all the characters in the dungeon are absolutely ruthless. If they all become believers of the goddess, the energy is absolutely terrible!

Of course, for being able to hold so many prisoners, Dororia Castle Prison is not a vegetarian. Even with the assistance of Demacia, the prisoners will be able to rush out if they are united, and I am afraid they will suffer heavy losses.

But as long as it can save John the Favored, it is enough for Demacia.

Under the leadership of the dungeon guard, Demacia came to the end of the dungeon, a very large cell.

In the center of the cell, a dark magic lamp exuded a soft light, and a middle-aged man with a straight waist was sitting on the ground.

No one else, but Old John.

His body seemed to exude a faint brilliance, which was the manifestation of the power of faith.

However, the forbidden manacles on his body were not removed, because they were not the ones that ordinary dungeon guards could control. The only things that could be managed were the church courthouse.

But even so, his body is still overflowing with the light of faith.

That only means one thing.

Even if his power is imprisoned, his faith can break through the imprisonment to a certain extent!

This is a manifestation of the sublimation of faith...

Demacia said with a solemn expression.

In his [Eye of Faith], the light of old John’s faith is no longer the pale golden light of an ordinary goddess.

Instead, it became a kind of dazzling gold, exuding little golden photons.

That was the sight he could only see in the body of the eldest sister and Alice!

That's the color that the dual identities of saints + godsends will have!

Even the old John’s NPC portrait frame is no longer a purple epic, but has become an extremely rare golden legend!

At this moment, Demacia's eyes widened and her heart beat wildly.

No wonder he can be sensed from so far away. The purity of his faith has surpassed that of a fanatic, and he has reached a true saint!

This is the highest level NPC besides the goddess and a few myths!

He swears that he must hug his thighs this time!

At this moment, Demacia had automatically ignored the brain supplements he had thought of before, but began to use his brains to think about how to kneel and lick Old John.

Hold your thighs, golden NPC, not shameful.

Old John's expression was calm, and he was quietly explaining the doctrine of the goddess of life to the people around him.

Around him, there were prisoners of different shapes, and every prisoner looked at him with respect.

"Tutor, the chosen one is here."

The respectful voice of the dungeon guard interrupted his soft explanation.

Old John raised his head and looked at Demacia.

He smiled slightly:

"Long time no see, Master Demacia."

He still remembers me!

No, he actually recognized me!

Demacia was surprised and delighted.

After seeing the considerable affection between himself and the other party, Demacia suppressed the excitement in his heart and said solemnly:

"Mr. John, you are suffering. I'm here to rescue you."

However, Old John smiled and shook his head slightly:

"Thank you for your kindness, Master Demacia, but I stayed very well here."

well?

Demacia couldn't help but looked at the messy surroundings with a strange expression.

As if noticing his expression, Old John explained gently:

"Here is the gathering of the most confused children on the whole continent. Isn't it a very happy thing to be able to guide everyone here and light up the light in everyone's hearts?"

Demacia:...

He resisted the desire to complain in his heart, sighed lightly, and said:

"Mr. John, the situation on the mainland is getting more and more delicate now. There are more and more conflicts between us and the Eternal Church, and the movement of trial knights in various places is more frequent. The war...maybe not far away."

"Once the war begins, you, as the benefactor, will likely be treated as a sacrifice by the Eternal Church. As far as I know, this is not uncommon in wars of faith..."

"I have a one-time artifact that can display the power of mythology and can break through the castle's blessings."

"With the life believers you develop here, we can break out in one fell swoop."

While talking, Demacia had accidentally used the honorific name.

Being able to develop so many life believers in such a short period of time, in any case, Old John is indeed worthy of respect.

However, after listening to his words, Old John still shook his head:

"What can we do to escape?"

Demacia was taken aback for a moment.

"Of course, continue to escape and return to our territory!"

He subconsciously said.

"But in this process, how many people will die? Is it just for my safety? For me, how many believers will have to catch up with?"

Old John asked again.

Demacia was dumb.

He had just been escorted to the dungeon here, and he could be regarded as snooping into a corner of Dororia Castle Prison, which was indeed a rather strict fortress.

Seriously, any guard patrolling above the castle gave him a feeling of fright or strong breath.

Oh, so are the dungeon guards. Their strength may at least have a golden position, but they have been countered by Old John.

"Master Demacia."

Old John sighed slightly:

"I can vaguely guess what the Eternal Pope wanted to do when I was locked up here... It was nothing more than to put me to death before the war began, or even before the execution, to humiliate me severely, and even to teach life."

"However, what he wants to do is exactly what I want to do."

"I am looking forward to meeting him, and I am looking forward to discussing their beliefs and doctrines with him. In my opinion, we need to have such a confrontation."

"This is a test for me and a temper for me."

"Although the faith of the goddess continues to grow on the Seggs, unlike your elves, our human beliefs are still too scattered. UU看书www.uukanshu.com"

"We...need an opportunity, an opportunity to truly ignite the faith in everyone's hearts, so that everyone can fully awaken and unite as one..."

"At the same time, it is also an opportunity for those still confused people on the mainland to truly see the fall of the empire and the hypocrisy of the church..."

"And I am willing to be that torch."

With that said, Old John raised his head and looked at Demacia with scorching eyes, and said earnestly:

"Master Demacia, I want to be a lamp to light the people's faith. Can you help me in this process?"

Demacia was startled slightly.

This time, his eyes were completely complicated.

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