However, what was visible to the naked eye was that the surrounding passersby didn't pay them any attention.

Just a Scameroon person with religious fanaticism, no need to care. After his self-created religion went unnoticed, he learned to back down.

But Mad Fire God Sect, this name is interesting, as if I have heard of it before.

Anleisi paid no attention to the common street activity of preaching, bypassed several blocks, and finally found her usual dessert shop to order a parfait and indulge.

Halfway through eating, her mind suddenly sparked as if struck by lightning and she abruptly raised her head.

"No, wait! I know what Mad Fire is!"

That's the wicked flame from the Sain Dungeon that once caused a severe collective mental disturbance in an entire city of the Warrior Country!

Do people really believe in this thing?

For public safety alone, the inexplicable Mad Fire God Sect must be stopped.

Anleisi rushed out of the dessert shop, but by the time she ran far, the missionary had disappeared, and inquiries with pedestrians yielded no information on their whereabouts.

She hadn't interacted with the missionary, nor did she have any items carrying their aura, let alone use Tracking Magic.

Anleisi's mouth twitched as she muttered to herself:

"Truly, there are all kinds of Divine Men... Notify the police force in the Lower City shortly."

It's probably just a Scameroon person desperate for fame, unaware of how rebellious their conjured Church is, but once caught, they'll be instructed properly and will obediently disband the Church.

It shouldn't need much attention, right?

Anleisi inexplicably felt a bit anxious, as nothing good seems to happen since getting involved with the Sain Dungeon; the mention of Sain even makes her heart race.

"By the way, once concluding the case, I'll be reassigned, so no longer under Megan's command."

Thinking of this, she felt the Archbishop's actions were quite good.

Because her relationship with Megan has become somewhat delicate lately, not as smooth as before.

Everything goes back to after the Holy Light Festival finished.

Back then, when her projection in the Holy Light Underground City was about to end, she heard Megan and another unfamiliar young man shout "Sain Dungeon" towards the disrupting monsters.

Feeling skeptical, right after the projection ended, she encountered the rebel army invasion. After fleeing far and settling down, she hurried to contact Megan, suspecting the latter held some unknown information.

Upon calling, the conversation focused on defeat, only belatedly recalling questions regarding the Holy Light Festival.

Yet when she broached the subject, Megan fell into an eerie silence, her lips tightly sealed as if zipped shut.

But even so, Anleisi did not let her pass unnoticed, directly storming into Megan's city for a visit, only under her pressure did Megan relent.

"It's just my speculation. I feel those monsters seem strongly linked to the Sain Dungeon, hence the wording, but why block me over such a guess..."

Megan's tone even seemed somewhat aggrieved.

Unfortunately, Anleisi sensed her attempt to slip by, and wouldn't allow it, applying her vast Magic Power to create pressure for interrogation.

Then Megan spilled that since childhood, her intuition surpassed ordinary people, allowing her to see things others couldn't.

Also divulging how she previously saw traces of the Evil God in the Yanor Kingdom but fled fearing to speak up, believing the Sain Dungeon persistently pursued her hence the constant relocating.

Once these matters were shared, Anleisi's eyes reflected contempt.

Clearly, Megan had become deeply haunted by psychological shadows from the Sain Dungeon, no wonder seeing monsters felt like Sain's handiwork.

Isn't this akin to being bewitched?

Anleisi refrained from further questioning, thus their relationship turned delicate—as although work tasks still involved normal communication, however...

Megan often exudes a weak aura invoking desire for abuse...

Anleisi feared that continual interaction might lead her to eventually retaliate physically.

So now being reassigned isn't too bad after all.

"I've heard Megan has been tasked with promotion duties due to the defeat, who knows where that'll be."

As she said this, she noticed a plaza nearby gathering a large crowd, illuminated by Holy Light, clearly the Holy Light Church was preaching.

The preacher emitting Holy Light was none other than her acquaintance Megan!

So, she's been reassigned to the Capital for work.

Anleisi approached to join the excitement.

Preaching in the Capital likely yields the least benefits, as most wandering around Holy Light Church Headquarters would be Holy Light believers, preaching to them wouldn't attract new followers but merely consolidate their Faith.

At Megan's side were two missionaries, each holding boxes emitting Magic Power waves, seemingly Magic Tools, yet never before seen items.

"What's that?"

Megan's Holy Light marked the start of preaching, amid increasing believers, she commenced formulaic preaching.

Essentially a long-winded opening eulogizing Holy Light God's greatness and deeds, then tying current events to argue why people should embrace and adore Holy Light God, concluding with promises of salvation upon joining.

Exposure breeds nausea, yet believers revel in it.

Originally routine preaching, yet Anleisi sensed something amiss.

The Magic Tools in those missionaries' hands emitted Magic Power enticing hers, aiming to establish a connection.

"What's going on?"

With her Magic Power control, Anleisi seized dominance, voluntarily linking to the Magic Tools.

Instantly, her vision abruptly altered.

A world bathed in Holy Light dazzled her vision, with scenes shifting as Megan spoke; currently narrating a Priest bravely rescuing on the battlefield, thus Anleisi witnessed daring acts amidst life-threatening conditions to save others.

Words transmuting directly into imagery before eyes?

No, these Magic Tools aren't merely simple, within these images lurks suggestive Hypnosis Magic or similar, enticing viewers to increasingly embrace Holy Light.

Anleisi severed the connection voluntarily, surveying her surroundings—bystanders' faces were touched clearly influenced by the Magic Tools, some were even tearfully grateful.

"Is this the Church's latest Magic Tool research," instinctively Anleisi felt repulsion "no wonder the preaching efficiency has improved lately, with such cheat-like tools, follower increases are assured."

Should I expose this? Stop it?

Impossible, currently she stands with the Church; disrupting its operation is improbable.

This behavior merely repulses her.

Moreover, such preaching is quite typical.

Anleisi turned to leave, with believers' praises of Holy Light trailing behind accelerating her steps.

Later, she heard even people from her original army were reassigned to handle preaching, the entire Holy Light Church seemed to shift focus to expanding the basic following.

The Magic Tools Megan used seemed distributed among missionaries, remarkably effective as if capable of mass production.

"Will there be problems? If those with ill-intentions were to seize control..."

Toward such circumstances, besides expressing concern, Anleisi knew not what else to do.

From this moment forth, the number of Holy Light Church believers steadily rose daily.