Within the sacred temple, a fierce gust of fanaticism swept through.
The atmosphere was no longer serene but filled with a passionate, intense surge of faith.
The light projected from the stained glass windows shone on the challengers’ faces. Their eyes gradually filled with determination, as if they were moved by divine power.
"Praise the Lady of Destiny! If I am a damned cultist, a traitor, then please steer my fate towards destruction!"
"Death to the Resurrection believers, traitors, and their whole family! In the na of the Lady of Destiny, I swear!"
Everyone, whether they were believers of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny or not, started copying Lanci and repeating his words!
Generally speaking,
No nations or priests of the Goddess of Destiny would be bored enough to force every person to praise the Goddess of Destiny as proof of innocence,
Or just to disgust the cultists.
Because this contradicts the beliefs of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny - no creature should be forced to comply with their fate.
Forcing others to convert, a practice even more despicable than that of the cults, is sothing no priest from the Church of the Goddess of Destiny has ever done.
But under the current circumstances,
The urgency is unlike any ordinary situation, it directly relates to everyone’s life, whether the world would be threatened by disasters brought by the failure of the Shadow World, and whether they can catch the cultists who threaten the world!
Concerning the righteous cause, there’s no room for personal feelings or distinctions between honourable and despicable.
If he is really innocent, then before the [Shadow Realm Recording Program], saying a phrase praising the Lady of Destiny wouldn’t cost a challenger anything, let alone swearing all kinds of oaths without any guilt.
But if he is a Resurrection Believer,
Then even if he sincerely praised the Goddess of Destiny and took an oath before the live recording of the Shadow World,
All the efforts of their infiltration over these years, and all the contributions made in this Shadow World would be in vain!
Their path of promotion in the Church is closed off for good.
Intense emotions twisted into a unity like a tightly wound rope within the temple. The challengers seed to be set ablaze by so kind of sacred enthusiasm.
They prayed loudly, their heated words echoed in the sacred hall, their voices rged into a tidal wave, touching everyone’s soul.
"Has everyone spoken?"
"Who hasn’t said it?"
The young master of the business association actively observed. He, aside from Lanci, least feared attracting hatred.
Even the three clergies began to overlook their professional moral ethics and scrutinize everyone.
Whoever shows resistance, unwilling to join everyone in their proclamations, their identity would be clear.
Making any excuse at this point is aningless.
He will be restrained by the collective efforts of everyone.
"Shall we go for another round?"
"This ti, let’s make uniform statents. Reiterate verbatim what lawyer said."
Then, here in the temple,
After Lanci set a bad precedent, everyone got more and more into it, swearing all kinds of oaths to the Lady of Destiny!
The challengers’ faces beca gradually occupied by passion under this fanaticism of faith with ulterior motives.
They transford their hatred and persecution of the traitors into faith for the deity and began to give fervent oaths to the deity, each word echoing with power in the temple.
Hearing everyone taking turns to pledge, even gradually enjoying themselves,
"Everyone, feel free to laugh if you’re enjoying this. No need to hold back."
Lanci felt that this the in the Shadow World should be filled with a joyful and harmonious atmosphere, so he suggested.
"Can’t soone naturally laugh?"
Hyperion understood imdiately and stoked the fires.
Though she’s doing sothing bad, she felt so sad it’s like crying, only feeling that she was losing her rits again.
Lady Goddess did not an for you to use her this way for prayer!
Last ti in the Demon Shadow World, there were all demons, but Hyperion didn’t notice.
Now she has finally realized that Lanci has sothing like a contagious ntal disease, and anyone who communicates with him for too long would gradually start to beco abnormal!
"Mr. Lawyer, you’re really damaging!"
The young master of the Business Association laughed directly at the disaster.
Everyone knew that there were two people in this chapel whose ntal state had probably blown up. They were bleeding in their hearts but still had to laugh together with everyone else to fit in.
Maintaining this level of acting that’s completely opposite to their inner emotions, each minute and second was fatal torture to the actors.
"Everything is a blessing from Lady Goddess, and we are not guilty."
Even the three priests of the Northern Continent knew they were doing sothing immoral and against doctrine. They were sure to be punished by the Church of the Goddess of Destiny when they returned, but they are too happy to even close their mouths.
When everyone started to laugh, you also felt happy and it was hard to hold back laughter.
The sense of being forced into immorality mixed with the joy of brutally trampling the believers of the heretical church, made it sothing they would never forget.
This opportunity may only co once in a lifeti, anyway, they have to be punished regardless, so it’s better to fully enjoy it.
So under the colored glass window of the chapel, people were covered by a mysterious and abnormal fanaticism.
Within the glitter from the gilded murals of the chapel, they were singing praises of Lady Goddess’ endless blessings. At the sa ti in their prayers, they were making cold and cruel vows, their faces gradually were filled with an abnormal laugh. Their eyes were burning and crazy, staring at each other as if looking for so mysterious connection.
All of this gradually turned into an indescribable religious activity.
The distorted joy and cruel sneer echoed through the quiet chapel, forming a stark contrast with the sanctity of the palace in the light.
The activities seem to have far exceeded the category of worship, it beca more and more terrifying and eerie.
...
At Ichrite Academy - the Sage Academy Conference Room.
Despite the soft decoration in the conference room, a deathly silence hung in the closed space at the mont.
Each teacher’s face was exceptionally serious. They removed their gaze from the middle of the fluorescent screen in the conference room and dared not speak.
All because the Dean, who was also the High Priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, Loren, hadn’t spoken for a long ti in the main seat.
He was staring at the strange images on the Magic Fluorescent Screen.
"...?!"
Loren’s eyes were wide open.
His lips parted slightly but he couldn’t make a sound for a long ti.
They had a good and orderly church.
It was twisted by Lanci’s operations into a group of fallen believers who seed to be enchanted by an evil god, conducting a frenzied ritual.
The Rebirth Church was called a heretical sect!
The priests, executioners, paladins, and Lanci on the screen were having a great ti, apparently learning a new technique to identify the heretics.
Loren doesn’t know about the blood pressure of the heretics, but he only feels that his own blood pressure is about to explode.
This record of the Shadow World will definitely have an irreversible impact on the image of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny in the real world!
"I’ve rembered these three priests. They should be criticized throughout the North and South Continent."
After thinking for a long ti, that’s all Loren could say.
In the future, all priests must be warned to stay away from Lanci Welfort, especially the young priests with unsteady minds.
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