The snow gradually stopped, but the sky was still gloomy, gloomy, and cold.
In the crowd, Demacia put away the Magic Recording Stone in his hand and looked at the center of the square with a complicated gaze.
"Dead? Old John died just like that? "
Looking at the dignitaries gradually leaving the square, the players were still in a daze.
"What are you waiting for? This is Mania, the headquarters of the Eternal Church in the world of Segers."
Demacia sighed and said.
"However, as the Blessed of the Goddess, he must have returned to the Kingdom of God. In a sense, this is another beginning."
As Demacia spoke, he looked at the sky.
When Old John died, he clearly saw the scattering golden photons. It was similar to the situation after the players died, but it looked more sacred.
According to the setting of "Elven Nation," this was probably the sign of ascending to the Kingdom of God.
"Then what should we do next?"
A player asked unwillingly.
They came all the way here, but they didn't manage to save Old John, so they weren't in a good mood.
"Of course, we'll finish what he started. Publicize today's trial."
Demacia said with a solemn expression.
Then, he took out the Magic Recording Stone, and Old John's image could be vaguely seen on it.
It was Old John's impassioned reprimand and the Bishop of Judgement's embarrassed scolding. In the end, Old John's figure disappeared in the flames …
"Of course, the current version is not passionate enough. We need to work on it and then … spread it out … Also, we need to establish contact with the believers of life in the dungeon of Dororia Castle Prison."
Looking at the crystal-like transparent Magic Recording Stone, Demacia narrowed his eyes.
Then, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the castle prison.
"A castle prison that will never be breached …"
He twitched the corner of his mouth.
…
Castle Dororia Prison, Dungeon.
The door slowly opened, and light penetrated the dark world. The figure of the Dungeon Guard Captain appeared in the sight of the prisoners and the remaining guards.
The eyes of the guards lit up, and they quickly surrounded him, asking anxiously, "What's the matter?
They asked anxiously, "Boss, what's going on outside?"
"Is the teacher okay? I heard that the Eternal Church is going to trial today … "
"Are the elves ready to rescue our mentor?"
Their faces were filled with anticipation. Even the prisoners in the cells were looking at him with hopeful eyes.
However, when their gazes collided with the captain's soulless expression, their hearts quickly thumped, and they had a bad feeling.
"Sigh …"
The guard captain sighed softly.
His eyes were crimson red and glistening with tears.
"Teacher … has been martyred."
He choked with sobs, and his words were filled with grief.
Hearing this shocking news, everyone in the dungeon stood rooted to the ground.
Although many people had a vague premonition, they still couldn't help but feel sad when they truly knew about it.
Sobbing sounds began to resound in the dungeon. Along with the sobbing sounds, curses rose and fell.
"Damned Eternal Church! Evil Eternal Priest! "
"They took everything away from us. Are they going to take away our hope as well?"
"Clang!" A loud sound came from the deepest part of the dungeon. "Wolf Claw" Charles slammed his fist on the wall.
His body trembled, and his face was ferocious. His eyes were burning with anger, and in the depths of his anger, there was infinite grief.
He gritted his teeth and cursed.
"Fallen Eternal Church, I'm going to fight it out with you!"
With that, he snorted angrily, grabbed the iron bars of the cell, and tore them apart with a growl. Bolts of lightning bloomed from his body. That was the energy released by the anti-magic shackles to suppress the prisoner.
Seeing Charles, who was surrounded by electric light and had burn wounds all over his body, the guard captain's expression changed slightly.
"Wolf Claw, what are you doing?! Stop it! Do you want to die?! "
"I want to go out! I want to avenge my mentor! "
Charles roared.
"Nonsense! How many years have you been locked up? Why are you still so stubborn? Can't you change your bad habit of being a werewolf? "
The guard captain scolded.
"Leica, don't you want to avenge your mentor?"
Charles said with red eyes.
Leica was the name of the dungeon guard captain. He had been working in Dororia Castle Prison for more than 40 years. He was the oldest person here.
"Avenge? How? Just by you and me? I know you're a Gold Professional, but now your power is all sealed. Even if I let you go, how far can you go? This castle is full of Advanced Professionals, and there are even a few Legends! "
Hearing "Wolf Claw" Charles' words, the dungeon guard captain scolded.
"Then what should we do? Our mentor sacrificed himself. Are we going to be trapped here and do nothing? What's the difference between that and death? "
Charles said sorrowfully.
The dungeon guard captain sighed softly.
"I've already contacted Sir Demacia and contacted the Church. After this, they will always secretly provide help for us."
"Everyone, don't worry. I'll think of a way to get everyone out, avenge our mentor, and fight for our future. But … we still need time."
"Dororia Castle Prison is heavily guarded. If we forcefully break out now, I'm afraid there will be heavy casualties. We have to continue to develop our comrades in the dungeon and the castle, waiting for the best time to resist."
"Don't worry, everyone. It won't be long before we stand under the sun again."
"Now, please conserve your energy. Don't forget our mentor's expectations for us … Everything is for a better future!"
…
World Tree's Kingdom, Garden of Eden.
The sky was full of stars, and the lush forest was full of vitality.
The figures of the elemental fairies danced in the forest. The petitioners faced the direction of the Central Temple and kept worshipping.
In the center of the Kingdom, in the Supreme Temple.
Eve sat on her throne and turned off the player's perspective projection on Mania's Sacred Square. She sighed slightly.
She sighed softly and waved her hand gently.
Following his movements, an obscure force spread out. It seemed to be drawing something from the unseen world, and it continued to spread.
Gradually, spots of golden photons kept converging, and an illusory figure slowly emerged.
The figure was wearing a holy priest robe. He was a little thin, but he stood upright.
It was none other than Old John who died in the Fire of Purification.
To be more precise, it was his soul.
His figure was a little illusory, and his eyes were empty and dull.
It wasn't until the light dissipated that his eyes gradually regained some spirit and clarity.
"This … this place is …"
Looking at the magnificent temple around him, Old John's eyes were a little dazed.
However, when he felt the holy power that was almost solid around him and saw the holy and beautiful figure on the throne, he quickly realized something. He instantly prostrated himself on the ground in excitement. He was pious and fanatical.
"Her … Her Holiness the Goddess!"
"Dispense with the formalities."
Eve said softly.
Gentle power gushed out and slowly lifted Old John up.
Hearing the voice of the god, Old John became even more excited. His eyes suddenly became wet, and he said with some self-reproach.
"Her Holiness the Goddess … John hasn't spread your faith to every corner of the Segers. John … I've disappointed you."
Looking at his ashamed look, Eve shook her head gently.
"No, you're good. As a devout believer of life and as my Blessed, you've done your best."
"Her Holiness the Goddess …"
Hearing the comfort of the god, Old John was even more moved. His eyes were filled with tears, and he almost knelt down again.
Eve stopped him. Her expression was solemn, and her voice was majestic.
"John, your words and deeds have gained my approval. As a martyred Blessed, as a fanatical Saint, are you willing to be my first human Oracle?"
It was difficult to create a demigod.
However, there was one exception. After the death of a true god's believer, their faith would be elevated to become a Saint.
Because of the high degree of overlap of the power of faith, a true god could easily elevate their Saint-level petitioners to a demigod. Therefore, Saints had always been the backup Oracles of true gods.
At the time of his martyrdom, Old John's faith had been elevated to the level of a Saint. His soul already had the ability to withstand the divine power of the same origin as his faith. At this moment, it was only a matter of time before he was promoted to an Oracle.
Old John was overjoyed and knelt down devoutly.
"John … is willing to be your servant!"
As soon as his voice fell, golden light bloomed on his body. Dazzling divine power surged from all directions, transforming Old John's soul.
Divine power poured into Old John's body. His body gradually solidified, and his once weak aura continued to grow.
A moment later, the light dissipated. Old John wore a more holy and magnificent robe, and his appearance became young and handsome.
Specks of brilliance flowed around him. It was the radiance of faith.
He leaned over again, bowed to Eve, and said excitedly,
"John, thank you for your trust."
Eve smiled faintly and said,
"You deserve it."
After saying that, she became slightly solemn.
"St. John, from now on, you will assist me in dealing with the matters of human faith in the world of Segers."
Old John looked excited.
"Yes, Your Oracle!"
After instructing Old John, who had become a demigod, on many matters, Eve asked him to leave.
Elevating Old John to a demigod Oracle consumed nearly two hundred divine power points. For the current her, this was already a drop in the bucket.
God's Favored was the eyes of a true god. She saw everything that Old John had experienced.
However, when Old John was being martyred, Eve did not intervene to save him.
This was because she could sense that the city of Manya was shrouded in powerful eternal divine power. Rashly intervening was likely to trigger a divine war with Iteo in advance.
Before the Eternal Church in the world of Segers was weakened to a certain extent, starting a divine war was not the best choice.
After all, the Pantheon was still suppressing the origin of the world of Segers.
However, even if the divine war was not started, the war of faith could already be started.
Presumably … the Eternal Church burned John to death with this idea.
Thinking of this, Eve's gaze passed through the void and swept across the vast world of Segers. Her gaze became deeper and deeper …
…
Old John became a demigod Oracle.
After that, he stayed in the Divine Kingdom and assisted Eve in managing the affairs of the Divine Kingdom.
Demigods could descend to the world of Segers, but Old John had no plans to descend in a short period of time.
In his words, John was already dead. A dead person was the most powerful. If he descended as an Oracle, it was very likely to impact the effect of his martyrdom.
There was a certain reason for this. Martyrdom made people remember, and many times, the power of remembrance was the strongest.
However, Eve did not hide the news of him becoming a demigod. Instead, she publicized it.
Martyrdom, death, ascension to the Divine Kingdom, becoming a demigod.
For the majority of believers, this was a very inspirational thing.
From Eve's point of view, this did not conflict with martyrdom.
After death and ascension to heaven, only hearing the name and not seeing the person would sometimes produce a better publicity effect. It did not necessarily mean that one had to die completely.
However, before the news that John Senior had become an oracle after his death could spread within the church, the trial in the central square of Manya City had already spread at an even faster speed elsewhere …
The Preacher of Life who generously went to his death, the hypocritical and shameless bishop of judgment, the angry aristocrats, the restless people …
The entire trial spread in the form of a magic video in various places.
Not only that, but this magic video had undergone excellent editing and became more refined and full of tension. All kinds of just right accompaniment music made people unable to help but sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes admirable, and sometimes enlightened.
In particular, in the editing, there were also comparison videos of the Elven Forest, the Maple Moon Free Territory, and various places in the Empire.
The fantasy of the Elven Forest and the wealth of the Maple Moon Free Territory formed a sharp contrast with the war and barrenness of various places in the Empire.
Coupled with the magic video clips of the aristocrats' oppression and the collusion of the dignitaries, while making people angry, it was also thought-provoking.
Underground black markets, mainland merchants, bards, adventurers … For a time, it seemed that the whole world knew about the trial, knew about Old John's reprimand of the Eternal Church in the trial, and knew about Old John's appeal to the general public.
For a time, more and more believers converted to Eve from all over the human countries. More and more people began to think deeply about Old John's remarks and really began to think about the future of the Empire.
The voices of travelers talking about the debate seemed to be heard in the streets and alleys, bars, and hotels.
In the black market, the Holy Scriptures and various books of the Life Church were also out of stock and in short supply.
Something that Old John wanted to convey was finally conveyed.
Not long after the martyrdom of this Blessed of Life, an imperial edict that shocked the whole continent was also transmitted from the center of the Eternal Church in Manya City —
The Eternal Church officially declared war on the Life Church.
These two Segers, the most powerful churches in the world, finally ushered in a war of faith.
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