Frankly speaking, the difference in strength between him and Dorian was like that between a Soul-Sucking Ghost and the Four Kings of Little Londo. If they were to truly engage in a life-and-death battle, it would probably end up nine to one.
aning Todd would be killed by Dorian nine tis in a minute.
But now, what was he seeing? Even a master on Dorian's level was in unbearable pain from touching the Mad Fire. It looked like just a stab would be enough to kill him—of course, this was an illusion, but the fact that the other party was in pain was real.
"Mad Fire, giving even soone weak like the power to resist..."
Resistance!
This word made the flas in Todd's eyes burn even brighter!
If he had hesitated about spreading the Mad Fire to strengthen the Divine Teaching before, he had now completely cast aside all doubts.
Having witnessed the manifestation of the Mad Fire God and being able to use a Mad Fire that no one else had ever used, what did this represent? In any other Church, he could be called a Blessed by God, so why should he hold back!
Everyone in the Church was an oppressed weakling from the slums; only by gathering under the banner of the Mad Fire God Sect could they hold each other for warmth and eke out a living.
If everyone could learn Mad Fire, then they would all have the ability to resist any Rascals, guards, missionaries, or even Knights!
By that ti, who would dare to bully everyone!
"If I could develop the Divine Teaching to please the Mad Fire, would it bestow upon the thod to teach others how to use Mad Fire?"
The thought filled Todd with power, and his legs no longer felt weak, a strength driving him to stand up.
"Dorian, let's make a big splash today."
He helped up the still pained Dorian and whispered a few words in his ear.
As they finished speaking, they looked at each other, bursting into laughter.
The laughter spread outside the room, drawing the attention of other sect mbers, and when they saw even Sect Leader Todd laughing heartily with Sect Master Dorian, the believers could only sigh in frustration.
"Has Sect Leader Todd finally gone mad too..."
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"You say that guy nad Todd burned William to death? And it was with flas spewing out of his eyes?"
In a dark and filthy corner of the slums, the leader of the Free People Church was viciously berating the believer in front of him, who was already bruised from punches and kicks. Clearly, the leader was extrely displeased with the information they had brought back.
"Do you think I'm easy to fool? There's never been any magic that makes flas spew from soone's eyes, never!"
The leader kicked over the believer in front of him, shouting loudly: "I didn't build this Church into such a large entity by being fooled!"
The Free People Church was a noteworthy church in the slums of the Capital, with territory and influence over twice the size of the current Mad Fire God Sect, and was undoubtedly a local tyrant.
The leader was not only powerful but also rumored to have connections with a Knight from the Holy Light Church, giving the Free People Church the Knights' protection, deterring anyone from causing trouble, and allowing the leader to act recklessly. Lately, he had co to see the non-conflicting Mad Fire God Sect as a thorn in his side.
"Damn it, this ti I'm personally taking people to storm the Mad Fire Church and twist off those two leaders' heads as goblets!"
The leader was about to stand up with a wave of his hand when he suddenly heard the sound of explosions outside his stronghold.
"Boom!"
All the believers inside the stronghold were startled.
"What sound was that, what exploded?"
The leader felt an inexplicable unease and hurriedly led his followers outside, kicking open the main door.
What t his eyes was a slum landfill and tents engulfed in roaring flas; their stronghold's outskirts were on fire!
And why were the flas yellow!?
The leader instinctively sensed danger from within the flas—what were these fires? But the next second, he saw several figures erge from the flas' edges.
When he got a clear view of those figures, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
They were none other than his sworn enemies: Todd and Dorian, followed by a dozen Mad Fire Believers!
"Are you here to cause trouble! I'll kill you all!"
The leader ordered, and the Free People believers, usually arrogant giants, charged towards Todd and the others. With over a hundred capable combat believers in their stronghold alone, the Mad Fire God Sect should have been overwheld.
However, the Mad Fire Believers across from them all wore eerie smiles on their faces.
"What are these guys smiling about?"
The believers at the forefront had just posed this question when they imdiately saw the answer.
The believers lined up at the front began to scream in pain, and in the next mont, tiny jets of fla spewed from their eyes, shooting towards the crowd!
"What can these little flas do, not even enough to light my cigarette aaaaahhhhhhh!!!"
These flas, which would barely start a stove, touched the skin of the Free People believers, where normally nothing should happen, but all of them began to scream in pain, each one collapsing on their charge path and writhing in agony.
Why could all the believers around Todd use Mad Fire!?
The leader's pupils trembled violently at this sight, he subconsciously stepped back, but after seeing the expressions around him, he imdiately tried to muster his courage, shouting: "Don't be afraid, dodge and charge up to take them out!"
The believers beside him showed hesitant expressions, causing a wave of anger to rise in the leader, and only by wielding a weapon in threat did the remaining ones finally charge forward.
They thought the Mad Fire Believers would organize another volley of fiery blasts, but those believers seed to have run out of fire; their eyes kept tearing up, but no flas ca.
The leader's face lit up with delight; could it be that the earlier flas were just one-off?
Victory is still ours!
"Co embrace the Mad Fire!"
A frenzied voice shattered the sky, and the next mont, Dorian's voice burst forth from a rubbish pile ablaze with Mad Fire, rushing towards all the Free People believers.
He was completely enveloped in Mad Fire, practically transford into a vengeful fiery spirit, and the varied garbage clinging to him radiated Mad Fire Sparks onto others with a casual wave, causing those touched by the fla to collapse in painful wailing.
Dorian was like a massive manure spreader!
"Don't co near!" "You get away!" "Stay away, ahhh!"
Screams echoed one after another, and the leader's gaze shook violently.
At so point, he tossed his head wildly, signaling others to follow him into the charge, but only then realized he was all alone.
Everyone was huddled on the ground, writhing in agony, in combination with the burning yellow flas; it was a scene straight out of Hell!
The Mad Fire Believers were thodically finishing off the fallen, and Dorian was delightfully flinging flas.
anwhile, Todd was slowly walking towards the leader.
"Ah..."
The leader's knees suddenly went weak, his hefty fra crashing onto the ground, sweat pouring profusely.
Although he was two ters tall, Todd seed monuntal before him; he felt reduced to an ant.
"A m-monster, you're not human!"
The leader's fear peaked, summoning all his courage to slap Todd.
But Todd rely widened his eyes, and the scorching Mad Fire spewed onto the leader's face!
A scream later, the leader, who could once overpower Todd, lay on the ground quietly burning, his blubber crackling noisily.
Looking at the smoldering piece of flesh before him, Todd suddenly said:
"This guy had a protector, right, was he not a Knight?"
"When cutting grass, remove the roots."
On this day, the slum tyrant Free People Church was burned to ashes.
The Mad Fire God Sect began its royal expedition.
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