Undercurrents surged beneath the surface of the Human Kingdom.

On the other hand, as the Segis World fully opened up, the players’ names were becoming louder and louder across the continent.

Especially after the Goddess launched the "Sparks of Fire" evangelism quest, many players showed intense interest and rushed to the Human World to become missionaries.

Players with the Priest class had a pretty easy time preaching.

Whether it was excellent healing Divine Arts, or high-tier Divine Arts that could control Heavenly Phenomena within a certain range, both had immense appeal to ordinary people.

The former concerned their own health, while the latter was related to the environment and crop yields; especially in the countryside and city outskirts, it was very popular.

On top of that, with the players’ carefully compiled "Life Scripture" and the egalitarianism they proposed, which had huge appeal to the lower classes, it was naturally easy to gain followers.

Pinpricks of the light of faith began to flicker across every corner of the Segis Continent, and there was a clear trend of growing stronger and stronger.

And after the Eternal Church began arresting Life missionaries and burning them at the stake, the players’ enthusiasm not only failed to subside, it actually surged even higher.

For a time, in various regions of the Holy Mania Empire and the Aries Kingdom, one after another, countless stirring, death-defying Life missionaries sprang up. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

They did not fear authority, they did not fear oppression, they did not fear death; they laughed boldly, heads held high, chests thrust out, as they faced the end of life.

Even if they were nailed to the stake, even if they were swallowed by raging flames, they still had to shout out in voices full of fighting spirit—long live the Goddess!

A bunch of drama kings.

As for the players’ behavior, the Goddess had long since gotten used to it.

It’s just that whenever the Goddess heard the players’ shouts, She couldn’t help吐槽 in Her heart: "Long live" and all that... are they cursing Me to die or praising Me?

But no matter how you put it, "martyrdom" had ultimately opened the door to a brand-new era for quite a few players, especially Priest Players.

Only death moves people the most.

And martyrs are naturally respected by Believers, admired by Believers, yearned for by Believers...

Naturally, this would also make the martyrs’ reputation rise with the tide.

If it can raise reputation and increase legend value, then once their stories are sung by Minstrels, their names can quickly spread across the continent, and the price is just dying once...

This kind of business where you put in one and get back ten thousand, of course the players weren’t going to let it slip by.

And if there really was any risk... it was probably whether their resurrection ability would get exposed.

However, players who had already "flipped their car" over and over had plenty of experience; as long as they fired one shot and changed locations, they could avoid awkward situations.

Of course, secrets will eventually be exposed.

But Priest Players had different priorities; as long as they finished the preaching quests before being exposed, as long as they amassed enough merit, so what if they got exposed in the future?

The Priest levels were already in the bag.

At worst, they’d just lose some favorability.

But as for losing favorability, aside from those few real top dogs, who hasn’t been through it?

As long as it’s not something like Dema’s "die the moment you meet them" level, favorability that drops can still be clawed back in the end.

The light of faith on the Segis Continent continued to spread, while on the other side, the last remnants of the God of Darkness and Shadow in the Underworld were also wiped out completely under the joint slaughter of the Death Church and the players...

Underworld, Moso City.

At this very moment, this city—the largest in the Dark City State Alliance and also the largest city in the Underworld—finally raised the banner of the Silent City State Alliance.

The former Dark Temple was replaced by the Death Temple, and a new Life Temple also appeared within the city.

Of course, the players’ missionary activities were also indispensable.

The Death Church did not restrict the spread of the Life Church, and the Dark Church had lost its faith; as a result, the vast numbers of sapient underground creatures naturally attracted many Priest Players seeking promotion.

Almost every day, you could see their enthusiastic preaching figures out on the city streets.

Today, however, was different.

The once-bustling streets were occupied by solemn guards, who stood in two lines, protecting both sides of the road.

The residents gathered behind the guards, peering curiously toward the city gate and whispering to each other from time to time, as if discussing something...

Suddenly, the tall, dark walls of Moso City slowly opened, thick chains gradually lowering, pulling the gate flat until it lay completely open.

The clatter of Demon Beasts’ iron hooves rang out, and row after row of armored soldiers, riding the Underworld’s unique reptilian mounts, entered the city.

Behind them fluttered all kinds of banners: there were warhammer flags of the Silent City State Alliance, Skull Flags of the Death Church, scepter flags of the Life Church, and even more multicolored Player Guild Flags with all sorts of designs...

This was the coalition army that had swept away the last Dark Church forces and returned in triumph.

At the very front of the formation were the leading Silent Dwarf Warriors; they were the core strength of the Silent City State Alliance’s army, each one with head held high and chest puffed out, brimming with confidence and vigor.

That was the joy and pride that belonged to victors.

Seeing them, quite a few dark Dwarves of Moso City cast complicated looks their way.

No one would have imagined that this branch of their people, once driven out by them, would return in such a way.

However, the dark Dwarves’ gazes did not linger long on these kin, because they were soon drawn to those tall, slender figures.