The snow gradually stopped, yet the sky remained gloomy, both dark and cold.
Among the crowd, Dema put away the magic recording stone, looking towards the central square with a sowhat complex expression.
"Dead? Old John just died like that?"
Watching the departing nobles, the players were still sowhat dazed.
"Not dead, what else are you expecting, this is Mania, the main base of the Eternal Church in Segis World,"
Dema sighed and said.
"However, as the Divine Favored of the Goddess, it seems he’s already returned to the Divine Country now. In a sense, it might just be another beginning,"
He said, looking up at the sky.
When Old John martyred himself just now, he clearly saw the drifting golden photons, resembling the scene after players’ deaths, only looking more sacred.
According to the "Elf Kingdom" setting, this is likely the manifestation of ascending to the Divine Country.
"Then what do we do next?"
A player asked unwillingly.
Having co all this way, yet unable to rescue anyone, their mood wasn’t great.
"Naturally, we will complete what he left unfinished, spread today’s judgnt’s propaganda,"
Dema said solemnly.
With that said, he took out the magic image stone, which still faintly displayed Old John’s image.
It was Old John’s passionate denunciation, and the Judgent Bishop’s embarrassed curses until finally, Old John’s figure disappeared into the flas...
"Of course, this version isn’t passionate enough yet, not moving enough. We need to further refine it, then... disseminate it." "Moreover, we must connect with the life believers inside the Dorolia Castle Prison dungeon."
Gazing at the crystal-clear image stone, Dema squinted his eyes and said.
After speaking, he turned his head towards the direction of the castle prison.
"A castle prison that can never be breached... "
He pulled at the corner of his mouth.
...
Dorolia Castle Prison, dungeon.
The door slowly opened, light penetrated into the dark world, the Dungeon Guard Captain’s figure appeared in the sight of the prisoners and the remaining guards.
The guards’ eyes lit up, they quickly surrounded him, eagerly asking:
"Boss, how’s outside?"
"Is the ntor okay? I heard the Eternal Church was going to judge today... "
"Have the elves prepared to rescue the ntor?"
They looked expectant, even the prisoners in the cells cast hopeful glances.
However, when their gaze t the dejected appearance of the Guard Captain, their hearts sank with foreboding.
"Alas... "
The Guard Captain sighed lightly.
His eyes were red, vaguely shimring with tears.
"The ntor... martyred."
He said chokingly, his words filled with grief.
Upon hearing this bolt from the blue, the people in the dungeon stood frozen in place.
Though many had vaguely anticipated it, when they truly learned of it, the sorrow was unstoppable.
Sobs began to echo in the dungeon, and alongside the sobs were curses rising one after another:
"Damn Eternal Church! Wicked Eternal Priest!"
"They’ve taken everything from us, and now they want to take hope too?"
With a clang, a huge sound ca from the depths of the dungeon, "Wolf Claw" Charles fiercely punched the wall.
He trembled, his face twisted, eyes blazing with anger, yet deep within, there was infinite sorrow.
He gritted his teeth and cursed:
"Corrupt Eternal Church, I’m going to fight you!"
Growling, he grabbed the cell bars, tearing them furiously, currents of electricity erupted from him, it was the Magic Prohibition Shackles suppressing the energy constantly released.
Seeing Charles surrounded by electricity, with visible burns, the Guard Captain’s expression changed slightly, scolding:
"Wolf Claw, what are you doing?! Don’t stop! Do you want to die!?"
"I want to get out! I want to avenge the ntor!"
Charles roared.
"Nonsense! You’ve been locked up for so many years, why are you still so stubborn!? Can’t you change your werewolf habits?"
The Guard Captain cursed.
"Lai Ka, don’t you want to avenge the ntor?"
Charles asked with red eyes.
Lai Ka is the na of the Dungeon Guard Captain, he has been working in Dorolia Castle Prison for over forty years, the oldest here.
"Revenge? How? With just you and ? I know you’re a Gold Professional, but your power is all restrained now. Even if I let you go, how far can you get? There are High-level Professionals covering the castle, and several Legends too!"
Listening to "Wolf Claw" Charles, the Dungeon Guard Captain rebuked.
"Then what can we do? ntor sacrificed, are we just trapped here, doing nothing, sa as dead?"
Charles said sorrowfully.
The Dungeon Guard Captain let out a light sigh:
"I’ve already reached out to Dema, connected with the church, they will discreetly aid us in the future."
"Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to get everyone out, to avenge the ntor, to fight for our future, but... it will take ti."
"Dorolia Castle Prison is heavily guarded, if we charge out now, it will be a massacre. We need to continue developing comrades within the dungeon, the castle, waiting for the best ti to resist."
"Rest assured, everyone, it won’t be long, we will stand under the sun again."
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