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

Looking at the dim names in the team list and the crazy complaints of the new players in the chat channel, Demacia sighed helplessly.

Come on, this boss group has been in vain.

But... if Old John can be rescued, he might be able to make a profit.

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

The dungeon is dark and damp, only the dim magic lamp hanging on the walls exudes a faint glow, and the visibility is very poor.

However, as an elf, Demacia has a strong night vision ability and can see the surrounding scene clearly.

This should be a very large dungeon with no end to see, and there are many prisoners in the cages on both sides.

It seemed vaguely that Demacia seemed to hear the vague prayer coming from the depths of the dungeon. It seemed that it was not sent by one person, but a group of people praying devoutly.

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

Demacia was curious.

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

However, when he activated this skill that could view faith, he was stunned for a moment.

I saw that in the cages on both sides of the dungeon, the light of faith on the prisoners was neither the green of the unbeliever nor the red of the hemibeliever, but mostly white...

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

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

That's a devout believer!

Good guy!

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

Even though considering the recent tense relationship between the Eternal Church and the Life Church, Demacia had already prepared in her heart, she was still shocked by the number of life believers in the dungeon.

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

The faith is so passionate that the guards can catch the life believers here, no matter how you say that the level of faith must be pious, or even a crazy believer?

Take him as an example. In addition to players, there are only those devout believers and even crazy believers who can attack the city guards like he is on the street.

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

Is there a little too many believers here?

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

"Where is the guard? I caught another madman from the Church of Life and locked 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, the two dungeon guards walked over slowly.

However, when Demacia saw the two dungeon guards, to be more precise, when she saw the purple-blue light of faith on them, she instantly opened her eyes.

Damn it!

What did he see?

Dungeon guards are also believers of life?

And it's the kind who is about to become a crazy believer?

Goddess is above, is this the Dolorian Castle Prison that imprisons and pagans?

Why did even the guards become their own people?

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

These are so rare NPCs that have awakened to blue!

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

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

However, Demacia, who had a keen observation, noticed that the other party's eyes that were on him from time to time were warm.

It is different from the guards who escorted him, it is a kind of gaze that looks at one's own people.

Although it is hidden very deeply, it is not difficult to capture the trace of emotions deep in their eyes under the observation of Demacia, who has strong night vision.

"Thank you two for your hard work."

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

A gentle attitude.

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

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

Or, they were more like dungeon guards who were too lazy to talk to almost one with the dirty and smelly dungeon.

After the two of them left Demacia roughly, they left here, and did not seem to want to stay here at all.

The dungeon is back to darkness again.

The two dungeon guards looked at Demacia, nodded to each other, and actually reached out to loosen his hands.

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

"Are you the Elves' Chosen? The mentor is waiting for you inside..."

Demacia:...

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

He opened his mouth, and there were countless frustrations in his heart that he wanted to vomit.

He had imagined that he would not find his target after entering the dungeon; he had imagined that he would be imprisoned alone and lose his freedom; he also imagined that this indestructible castle prison was heavily guarded and could not move at will...

But I didn't expect the situation in front of me!

However, vaguely, Demacia felt that she had guessed what was happening in the dungeon.

The Elves' Chosen...

tutor……

Demacia couldn't help looking into the depths of the dungeon, and a thought that was a bit ridiculous but extremely likely the truth appeared in her heart.

"tutor?"

He carefully tentatively said.

"Yes, tutor Mr. John."

The dungeon guard replied devoutly.

Demacia:...

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

He suddenly felt that perhaps his missionary ability was not as powerful as he imagined...

Following the dungeon guards, Demacia walked towards the depths of the dungeon as if she was walking in her back garden.

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

The light of faith!

In the cells on both sides, the light of the goddess's faith flashed!

Good guy, the white starts, the more blue it goes deeper, and some blues are already starting to turn purple like dungeon guards!

That is a sign of turning into a crazy believer!

The prisoners in this entire dungeon were almost all turned into believers of life!

This...is a worth of priest experience value!

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

Seriously speaking, in addition to saving Old John, the motivation that supported him to sneak into Doloria Castle Prison was that he wanted 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 fooling around than here, no, it attracts "comrades".

However, he never expected that it would have been dyed with the goddess's color.

Demacia had no doubt that if it weren't for the heavy guard outside the dungeon, and even rumored that there were legendary pros and priests in the castle, these people would have been able to unite and rush out long ago...

After years of accumulation, everyone in the dungeon is definitely ruthless. If they all become believers of the goddess, their energy will definitely be terrible!

Of course, the Doloria Castle Prison is not a vegetarian, even with Demacia's assistance, the prisoners can unite and rush out, and they may suffer heavy losses.

But as long as John, the one who is the one who is the one who is in the God, is enough for Demacia.

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

I saw a dark magic lamp in the middle of the cell emitting a soft light, and a middle-aged man with straight waist was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
To be continued...