It's not someone else, it's Old John.

There seemed to be a faint glow on his body, which was the manifestation of the power of faith.

However, the forbidden demon shackles on his body were not removed because it was not something that ordinary dungeon guards could control, and only the judgment room of the church was managed.

But even so, his body was still filled with the light of faith.

That only means one thing.

Even if his power is imprisoned, his faith can break through the imprisonment to a certain extent!

This is a manifestation of the sublimation of faith...

Demacia looked solemn.

In his [Eye of Faith], the light of faith of Old John is no longer the light golden color of ordinary God-loving people.

Instead, it became a dazzling gold, emitting golden photons.

That was the scene he could only see on his elder sister's head and Alice!

That is the color that only the dual identities of saints and gods will have!

Even the NPC avatar frame of Old John is no longer a purple epic, but has become an extremely rare golden legend!

At this moment, Demacia's eyes widened and her heart beat wildly.

No wonder he can be sensed so far away. The other party's faith purity has surpassed the faithful and has reached the true saint!

This is the highest level of NPC besides the goddess and several myths!

He swore that he must hold his thigh this time!

At this moment, Demacia had automatically ignored the brain-study of "master, disciple and grandson" he had thought about before, but began to think about how to kneel down and lick Old John.

Just hug your thighs, golden NPC, not shabby.

Old John had a calm expression and was softly explaining the teachings of the Goddess of Life to those around him.

Around him were prisoners of different figures, and each prisoner looked at him with respect.

"Teacher, Lord Selected is here."

The respectful voice of the dungeon guard interrupted his soft explanation.

Old John looked up and looked at Demacia.

He smiled slightly:

"Long time no see, Lord Demacia."

He still remembers me!

No, he actually recognized me!

Demacia was surprised and delighted.

After looking at the considerable favorability of himself and the other party, Demacia suppressed the excitement in her heart and said solemnly:

"Mr. John, you have suffered, I am here to rescue you."

However, Old John smiled and shook his head gently:

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Demacia, but I'm fine here."

very good?

Demacia couldn't help but look at the dirty environment around her, with a strange expression.

As if he noticed his expression, Old John explained gently:

"Isn't it a very happy thing to bring the most confused children on the whole continent here to guide you and light up the light in your heart?"

Demacia:...

He suppressed the desire to complain in his heart, sighed lightly, and said:

"Mr. John, the situation on the mainland is becoming more and more subtle, and there are more and more conflicts between us and the Eternal Church, and the movement of judges from all over the country is becoming more and more frequent. War... is probably not far away."

"Once the war begins, you, as a favored person of God, will likely be regarded as a sacrifice by the Eternal Church. As far as I know, this is not uncommon in the war of faith..."

"I have a one-time artifact that can exert the power of myths and break through the true God's blessings of the castle."

"Plus with the life believers you have developed here, we can break out in one fell swoop."

As he spoke, Demacia had inadvertently used a respectful title.

Anyway, John Old is indeed worthy of respect to being able to develop so many believers in life in such a short time.

However, after hearing his words, Old John still shook his head:

"So what can I do if I escape?"

Demacia was slightly stunned.

"Of course I will continue to escape and return to our territory!"

He said subconsciously.

"But how many people will die in this process? Is the purpose just for my safety? How many believers will they have to spend for me?"

Old John asked again.

Demacia was silent.

He had just been escorted to the dungeon and he had also seen a corner of the Doloria Castle Prison, which was indeed a very strict fortress.

Seriously speaking, any patrol guard on the castle gave him a feeling of terror or a strong aura.

Oh, so are the dungeon guards. They are probably at least as powerful as gold, but they have been instigated by Old John.

"Mr. Demacia."

Old John sighed softly:

"I could vaguely guess what the Eternal Pope wanted to do to lock me up here... It was nothing more than to execute me before the war began, and even to humiliate me hard, and even to the church of life."

"But what he wants to do is exactly what I want to do."

"I am looking forward to meeting him, and I am looking forward to discussing their respective beliefs and teachings with him. In my opinion, we need to have such a confrontation."

"This is a test for me and a tempering for me."

"Although the goddess's faith continues to grow on Segus, unlike you elves, our human beliefs are still too loose."

"We... need an opportunity, an opportunity to truly ignite the faith in everyone's hearts, to completely awaken and unite as one..."

"At the same time, it is also an opportunity for those still confused people on the mainland to truly see the fall of the empire and the hypocrisy of the church..."

"And I, I want to be that torch."

As he said that, Old John raised his head, looked at Demacia with a bright look, and said earnestly:

"Mr. Demacia, I want to be the light that lights up the people's beliefs. Can you help me in this process?"

Demacia was slightly stunned.
Chapter completed!