Chapter 869

"Ah, as I have said, the water of the human kingdom is very deep. Mengxin can't grasp it. If he is not careful, he will be doomed..."

Make complaints about the names of the teams in the list, and the crazy tucking of the new game player in the chat channel. Adorable Marcia sighed helplessly.

Come on, this boss group is in vain.

But... If you can save old John, maybe you can come back.

After a rude kick, demacia was kicked into a dungeon.

It was dark and damp in the dungeon. Only the dim magic lamp hanging on the wall was emitting faint light, and the visibility was poor.

However, as a spirit, demacia has a strong night vision ability, can see the surrounding scene clearly.

It should be a huge dungeon with no end in sight, and there are many prisoners in the cages on both sides.

Dimly, demacia seemed to hear the sound of prayer coming from the depths of the dungeon. It didn't seem to come from one person, but like a group of people praying devoutly.

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

Demacia was curious.

He couldn't help secretly opening the eye of faith to see what was going on.

However, when he opened the skill of checking belief, he was stunned.

In the cages on both sides of the dungeon, the light of belief on the prisoners is neither the green of the non believers nor the red of the Thaksin, but mostly white

White... That's the color of light believers in the Church of life!

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

That's a devout believer!

good heavens!

Is this dungeon full of believers in the Church of life?

Even considering the recent tense relationship between the eternal church and the life church, demacia had been prepared, but he was surprised by the number of life believers in the dungeon.

It's just, it's a little strange.

The fanaticism of faith is enough for the guards to catch the life believers here. How can we say that the degree of faith should be pious, even the fanatic believers?

Take him as an example. Apart from the players, the only ones like him who can attack the city guard in the street are devout believers and even crazy believers.

But here, most of them are light white.

Are there too many shallow believers here?

Demacia looked at the level of belief in the dungeon in surprise, while the guard who escorted him frowned and pinched his nose and cried to the depth of the dungeon:

"Where are the guards? Catch another madman from the Church of life and lock him up. "

He could not help covering his mouth and nose, and seemed quite uncomfortable with the smell of the dungeon.

After a long time, two dungeon guards came slowly.

However, when demacia saw the two dungeon guards, or more accurately, the blue purple light of faith on them, he suddenly widened his eyes.

what the fuck!

What did he see?

Dungeon guards are also believers in life?

And it's going to be the kind of crazy believer?

The goddess is up. This is the prison of dorolia castle where political prisoners and heretics are held?

How come even the guards have become their own people?

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

This special thing has awakened into a rare blue NPC!

At this moment, demacia's expression is quite wonderful.

Different from his strange expression, the two dungeon guards seemed quite calm.

However, the observant demacia noticed that the other side cast warm eyes on him from time to time.

It's not the same as the guards escorting him. It's a look at one's own people.

Although it's hidden deeply, it's not difficult to capture the emotion deep in their eyes under the observation of demacia, who has strong night vision ability.

"Hard work for both of you."

One of the dungeon guards, apparently the captain, said to the guards escorting demacia.

The attitude is moderate.

But demacia, who had already felt it in advance, vaguely felt that there was a deep alienation under the gentleness.

The guard waved his hand as if he didn't care.

In other words, they are more like dungeon guards who are too lazy to talk to each other.

After leaving demacia rudely, they left here, as if they didn't want to stay here for another half a minute.

The dungeon is dark again.

The two dungeon guards looked at demacia, nodded to each other, and stretched out their hands to untie him.

Then, under demacia's astonished eyes, they respectfully said:

"Are you the chosen one? The tutor is waiting for you... "

Demacia

Wait, he really came to a dungeon for prisoners, not the underground base of the Church of life?!

He opened his mouth and felt like vomiting.

He envisioned that he could not find a target after entering the dungeon; He had imagined that he would be held in solitary confinement and lose his freedom; I also expected that the fortress, which is rumored to be impregnable, was heavily guarded and could not move freely

But only did not expect the immediate situation!

However, dimly, demacia felt that he had guessed what had happened in the dungeon.

Elves, the chosen

Tutor

Demacia couldn't help looking into the depths of the dungeon. In his heart, there was an idea that was absurd, but most likely the truth.

"Tutor?"

He ventured carefully.

"Yes, Sir John."

The dungeon guard answered piously.

Demacia

There are people out there and mountains out there.

He suddenly felt that maybe his missionary ability was not as powerful as he thought

Following the dungeon guards, as if walking in their own back garden, demacia walked deep into the dungeon.

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

The light of faith!

On both sides of the cell, flashing all the goddess of faith light!

Good guy, white starts. The deeper you go, the more blue you get. Some of the blue colors have turned purple like dungeon guards!

That's a sign of becoming a fanatic!

Almost all the prisoners in this dungeon have been transformed into believers of life!

This... How much priest experience is it worth!

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

Seriously speaking, apart from saving old John, one of the motivations for him to sneak into dorolia Castle prison is that he wants to use his rich missionary experience to teach ideological and political lessons to his friends in the prison.

After all... Nothing is more suitable for cheating than here, ah no, to attract "fellow" people.

However, he never thought that the place had been dyed with the color of goddess.

Demacia has no doubt that if it wasn't for the high security outside the dungeon, or even the rumor that there were legendary professionals and saints in the castle, these people would have been able to rush out together

How many years of accumulation, the dungeon in a pass are absolutely ruthless role, this if all become goddess believers, energy is absolutely terrible!

Of course, to be able to hold so many prisoners, dorolia Castle prison is not a vegetarian. Even with the help of demacia, if the prisoners can unite and rush out, I'm afraid they will lose a lot.

But it was enough for demacia to save John, the godly one.

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

In the middle of the cell, the dark magic lamp is emitting soft light. A middle-aged man with a straight waist is sitting on the ground.

It's no one else. It's old John.

His body seems to radiate a faint light, which is the embodiment of the power of faith.

However, the manacles on him were not removed, because it was not the common dungeon guard who could manage, only the church's judgment center.

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

That only means one thing.

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

This is the expression of faith sublimation

Demacia looked solemn.

In his eyes of faith, the light of old John's faith is no longer the pale gold of ordinary dependents.

Instead, it becomes a kind of striking gold that emits a little bit of golden photons.

That's what he can see in his sister's head and Alice's body!

That's the color of the double identity of saints and dependents!

Even old John's NPC head frame is no longer a purple epic, but a rare golden legend!

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

No wonder you can feel him from such a distance. The purity of his faith has surpassed that of the crazy believer and reached the true saint!

This is the highest level NPC except goddess and several myths!

He swore that he would hold his thigh this time!

At this moment, demacia has automatically ignored what he thought before, such as "master and apprentice", but began to use his brain to think about how to kneel and lick old John.

Hold your thighs, golden NPC. It's not shabby.

Old John, with a calm expression, was quietly explaining the teachings 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.

"Master, the chosen one is here."

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

Old John looked up at demacia.

He smiles

"Long time no see, Lord demacia."

He remembers me!

No, he recognized me already!

Demacia was both surprised and pleased.

After looking at the considerable favor between himself and his partner, demacia suppressed her excitement and said solemnly:

"Mr. John, you've suffered. I'm here to rescue you."

However, old John smiles and shakes his head

"Thank you for your kindness, my Lord demacia, but I'm very well here."

Good?

Demacia couldn't help looking around at the messy environment with a strange look.

As if noticing his expression, old John explained mildly:

"The most confused children in the whole continent are gathered here. Isn't it a very happy thing to be able to guide you and light up the light in your heart?"

Demacia

He suppressed his desire to make complaints about the vomit, sighed and said:

"Mr. John, the situation on the mainland is more and more delicate now. There are more and more conflicts between us and the eternal church. The trial knights are mobilized more and more frequently. I'm afraid the war is not far away."

"Once the war begins, you, as a dependant, are likely to be sacrificed by the eternal church. As far as I know, this is not uncommon in the war of faith..."

"I have a disposable artifact that can exert the power of myth and break through the blessing of the true God in the castle."

"With the believers you have developed here, we can break out at one stroke."

Said, demacia has inadvertently used honorific.

To be able to develop so many believers of life in such a short period of time, old John is indeed worthy of respect.

But after listening to him, old John still shook his head

"How can you escape?"

Demacia was stunned.

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

He said subconsciously.

"But how many people will die in the process? Is it just for my safety? For me, how many believers of life do you have to take

Asked Old John.

Demacia was dumb.

Just after being escorted to the dungeon, he also spied into a corner of the prison of dorolia castle, which is indeed a very strict fortress.

Seriously speaking, any guard on patrol above the castle gives him the feeling of panic or strong breath.

Oh, so are the dungeon guards. I'm afraid they have at least gold in their strength, but they have been betrayed by old John.

"My Lord demacia."

Old John sighed

"I can vaguely guess what the eternal Pope wants to do when he locks me up here... It's nothing more than to put me to death before the war starts, or even to humiliate me before the execution, or even to teach me life."

"But what he wants to do is exactly what I want to do."

"I'm looking forward to meeting him and discussing his beliefs and doctrines. In my opinion, we need to have such a confrontation."

"It's a test for me and a test for me."

"Although the goddess's faith has been growing in SEGS, unlike you elves, our human faith is still too scattered."

"We... Need an opportunity, an opportunity to really ignite the faith in all people's hearts, let all people fully awaken and unite as one..."

"At the same time, it is also an opportunity for the people who are still confused on the mainland to really see the fall of the Empire and the hypocrisy of the Church..."

"And I want to be that torch."

Then old John raised his head, looked at demacia with burning eyes, and said earnestly:

"My Lord demacia, I want to be a beacon of public belief. Can you help me in this process?"

Demacia was slightly stunned.

This time, his eyes were completely complicated.

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