Game of the World Tree - Chapter 873

873. Chapter 869: Demacia with mixed feelings

“Hey, I’ve said it before, the human kingdom is a very deep water, and newbies can’t grasp it at all. If you’re not careful, you’ll be doomed…”

Looking at the names that faded one by one in the team list and the crazy complaints of newbie players in the chat channel, Demacia sighed helplessly.

Well, this boss group trip is a waste.

But… if Old John can be rescued, maybe it can be recovered.

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

The dungeon was dark and damp, with only the dim magic lamps hanging on the wall emitting a faint glow, and visibility was very poor.

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

This should be a very large dungeon, with no end in sight, and many prisoners were imprisoned in the cages on both sides.

Faintly, Demacia seemed to hear a faint prayer coming from the depths of the dungeon. It didn’t seem to be made by one person, but a group of people praying devoutly.

However, when he wanted to listen carefully, the sound disappeared again, as if it was startled.

Demacia was curious.

He couldn’t help but secretly open the [Eye of Faith] to see what was going on.

However, when he opened this skill that could check faith, he was stunned for a moment.

In the cages on both sides of the dungeon, the light of faith on the prisoners was neither the green of the non-believers nor the red of the believers, but mostly white…

white… that was the color of the shallow believers of the Church of Life!

Not only that, if he was not mistaken, it seemed that there was a lot of blue mixed in.

That was a devout believer!

Good guy!

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

Even considering the recent tense relationship between the Eternal Church and the Church of Life, Demacia had been prepared in his heart, but he was still shocked by the number of believers of Life in the dungeon.

However, there was one thing that was very strange.

The faith of the Life Cultists who were so fanatical that the guards caught them here, how can we say that their faith level must be pious, or even fanatics?

Take him for example, apart from the players, there are only those devout believers or even fanatics who can charge the city guards on the street like him.

But here, most of them are shallow believers.

Are there too many shallow believers here?

Demacia looked at the faith level in the dungeon in amazement, while the guards escorting him pinched their noses and frowned, shouting to the depths of the dungeon:

“Where are the guards? Another lunatic from the Church of Life was caught, lock him up quickly.”

He couldn’t help but cover his mouth and nose, as if he was quite uncomfortable with the smell in the dungeon.

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

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

Damn!

What did he see?

Dungeon guards are also Life Cultists?

And they are the kind that are about to become fanatics?

Goddess, this is the Doloria Castle prison where political prisoners and pagans are held?

How come even the guards have become our own?

No…wait, they have NPC frames!

This one has awakened to 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 was observant, noticed that the eyes they cast on him from time to time were warm.

That was different from the guards escorting him, it was a look at one of his own.

Although it was hidden very deeply, it was not difficult for Demacia, who had a strong night vision, to capture the emotion deep in their eyes.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

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

His attitude was gentle.

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

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

Or rather, they were more like being too lazy to talk to the dungeon guards who were almost integrated into the dirty and smelly dungeon.

After the two men left Demacia roughly, they 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 actually reached out to untie him.

Then, under Demacia’s stunned eyes, they said respectfully:

“You are the Chosen Elf, right? The mentor is waiting for you inside…”

Demacia: …

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

He opened his mouth, and there were countless complaints in his heart.

He expected that he would not be able to find his target after entering the dungeon; he expected that he would be held in solitary confinement and lose his freedom; he also expected that this rumored indestructible castle prison was heavily guarded and could not move freely…

But he did not expect the situation in front of him!

However, vaguely, Demacia felt that he had guessed what happened in the dungeon.

The Chosen Elf…

Mentor…

Demacia could not help but look into the depths of the dungeon, and a somewhat absurd thought came to his mind, but it was very likely to be the truth.

“Mentor?”

He carefully asked.

“Yes, Master John.”

The dungeon guard answered devoutly.

Demacia: …

There are always people better than you.

He suddenly felt that perhaps his ability to preach was not as strong as he thought…

Following the dungeon guard, Demacia walked towards the depths of the dungeon as if strolling in his own back garden.

The deeper he went, the more his eyelids twitched.

The light of faith!

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

Good fellow, it started with white, and the deeper he went, the more blue it became. Some of the blue had already begun to turn purple like the dungeon guards!

That was a sign of transformation into a fanatic!

Almost all the prisoners in this entire dungeon were wiped out and transformed into life believers!

This… how much priest experience points would this be worth!

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

Seriously speaking, in addition to saving Old John, the motivation that supported him to sneak into the prison of Doloria Castle was that he wanted to use his rich missionary experience to teach his friends in the prison a political and ideological lesson.

After all… there is nothing more suitable than here to fool people, no, to attract “comrades”.

However, he never expected that this place has been dyed with the color of the goddess.

Demacia has no doubt that if it weren’t for the strict security outside the dungeon, and even the rumor that there are legendary professionals and clergy in the castle, these people would have been able to unite and rush out long ago… After

so many years of accumulation, each of the prisoners in the dungeon is definitely a tough guy. If they all become believers of the goddess, the power is absolutely terrible!

Of course, the prison of Doloria Castle is not a vegetarian to be able to hold so many prisoners. Even if Demacia helps, the prisoners will unite and rush out, and I am afraid they will suffer heavy losses.

But as long as John, the God’s Favored One, can be rescued, 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, the dim magic lamp emits a soft light, and a middle-aged man with a straight back is sitting cross-legged on the ground. It

is none other than Old John.

He seems to be emitting a faint glow, which is the embodiment of the power of faith.

However, the magic-forbidden shackles on his body were not removed, because that was not something that an ordinary dungeon guard could manage. Only the church’s inquisition could manage it.

But even so, he was still filled with the light of faith.

That only meant one thing.

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

This was a manifestation of the sublimation of faith…

Demacia’s expression was solemn.

In his [Eye of Faith], Old John’s faith light was no longer the ordinary pale gold of the God’s Favored.

Instead, it became a dazzling gold that emitted a little golden photon.

That was a scene he could only see on Big Sister and Alice!

That was the color that only a saint + God’s Favored would have!

Even Old John’s NPC avatar frame was no longer a purple epic, but an extremely rare golden legend!

At this moment, Demacia’s eyes widened and his heart beat wildly.

No wonder he could be sensed from such a distance. The purity of his faith had surpassed that of a fanatic and reached the level of a true saint!

This was the highest-level NPC besides the goddess and several myths!

He swore that he must get on top of the world this time!

At this moment, Demacia had automatically ignored the “master-disciple” ideas that he had imagined before, and started to think about how to lick Old John’s ass.

As for getting on top of the world, a golden NPC is not shabby.

Old John had a calm expression, and was quietly explaining the teachings of the Goddess of Life to the people around him.

Around him were prisoners of various sizes, and every prisoner looked at him with respect.

“Teacher, the Chosen One is here.”

The dungeon guard’s respectful voice interrupted his soft explanation.

Old John raised his head and looked towards Demacia.

He smiled slightly:

“Long time no see, Lord Demacia.”

He still remembers me!

No, he actually recognized me!

Demacia was surprised and happy.

After looking at the good impression between himself and the other party, Demacia suppressed his excitement and said solemnly:

“Mr. John, you have suffered, I am here to rescue you.”

However, old John smiled and shook his head gently:

“Thank you for your kindness, Lord Demacia, but I am very happy here.”

Very good?

Demacia couldn’t help but look at the dirty and messy environment around him, with a strange expression.

As if noticing his expression, Old John explained gently:

“This is where the most confused children on the entire continent gather. Isn’t it a very happy thing to be able to guide everyone and light up the light in everyone’s heart?”

Demacia: …

He held back the desire to complain, sighed lightly, and said:

“Mr. John, the situation on the continent is becoming more and more delicate. We are having more and more conflicts with the Eternal Church, and the Trial Knights in various places are being mobilized more and more frequently. I’m afraid the war… is not far away.”

“Once the war begins, as a person favored by God, you are likely to be used as a sacrifice by the Eternal Church. As far as I know, this is not uncommon in wars of faith…”

“I have a disposable artifact that can exert the power of myths and break through the blessing of the true God of the castle.”

“With the life believers you have developed here, we can break out in one fell swoop.”

As he spoke, Demacia had already inadvertently used honorifics.

Being able to develop so many life believers in such a short period of time, no matter what, Old John is indeed worthy of respect.

However, after hearing his words, Old John still shook his head:

“Escape, what can we do?”

Demacia was slightly stunned.

“Of course we should continue to escape and return to our territory!”

He said subconsciously.

“But how many people will die in the process? Is the purpose just for my safety? How many believers will have to sacrifice their lives for me?”

Old John asked again.

Demacia was speechless.

Just now he was escorted to the dungeon, and he also peeked into a corner of the Doloria Castle Prison. This is indeed a very strict fortress.

Seriously speaking, any patrolling guard on the castle gave him a feeling of fear or a strong breath.

Oh, the dungeon guards too, their strength is probably at least lower gold, but they have been instigated by Old John.

“Lord Demacia.”

Old John sighed softly,

“I can vaguely guess what the Eternal Pope wants to do by locking me up here… It’s nothing more than to execute me before the war starts, or even humiliate me severely before the execution, or even teach me a lesson.”

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

“I am looking forward to meeting him, and also looking forward to discussing our respective beliefs and doctrines with him. In my opinion, we need to have such a confrontation.”

“This is a test and a tempering for me.”

“Although the faith of the goddess continues to grow on Segos, unlike you elves, our faith is still too fragmented.”

“We… need an opportunity, an opportunity to truly ignite the faith in everyone’s heart, to awaken everyone and unite as one…”

“At the same time, it is also an opportunity for those still confused people on the continent to truly see the corruption of the empire and the hypocrisy of the church…”

“And I am willing to be that torch.”

As he said this, Old John raised his head, looked at Demacia with burning eyes, and said earnestly:

“Lord Demacia, I want to be the light that lights up the people’s faith. Can you lend me a hand in this process?”

Demacia was slightly startled.

This time, his eyes became completely complicated.

(End of this chapter)