Thick smoke rolled. War church clerics, one after another, were captured by angry nobles and supernatural beings. As soon as the sun rose, these war church clerics were tied to crosses.

Kingdom of Dawn, a certain small town.

The heir of the local lord looked fierce, staring at the war clerics before him, his tone somewhat vicious: "According to the teachings of the God of War, we have reason to suspect that you've all been corrupted by evil gods or heretics. Otherwise, how could yesterday's events have happened? Now, an opportunity lies before you. As long as you can pass the test of the Flame of War, you can prove the purity of your faith, and we'll release you!"

Last night, countless rioters influenced by the God of War stormed their family castle, massacring everyone. Countless knights, warriors, even his brothers and sisters were killed. His father suffered a huge shock and was still lying in bed. Looking back over the past few dozen days, originally, their territory had no faith in the God of War. It was these war church missionaries who arrived and spread their teachings. During this process, they collected massive amounts of money from them. And now, this is how they repay them?! Anger burned in everyone's hearts.

Of course, in the past, even if something like this happened, they wouldn't dare target these war church clerics. After all, this was the strongest church on the continent, and the most domineering one. It could really trigger the danger of clan annihilation.

But now, they weren't afraid at all. Yesterday's events made countless people hate these war church people. Now, who knows how many enemies had launched attacks on war church members. Even if there was retaliation, they couldn't possibly single them out—there were thousands upon thousands of territories just like theirs!

The surrounding onlookers, watching this scene, shouted wildly, seemingly hating these war church people to the extreme.

Watching this unfold, the clerics tied to the crosses showed only regret in their eyes. But they didn't regret their past actions, nor did they regret joining the Church of the God of War. They didn't feel even a trace of remorse for yesterday's events. Their regret had only one point: they regretted that when collecting redemption fees some time ago, they actually followed orders and only took half of people's property. They should have just burned all these troublesome commoners to death. Then this wouldn't be happening now!

Even at this point, they felt no remorse and still prayed earnestly to the God of War.

"Burn them alive!"

"These damn bastards!"

"I don't see any regret from them!"

"These damn war church people absolutely cannot be allowed to live!"

Finally, things escalated to a certain point. Fear and excitement, two completely opposite emotions, continuously poured from the mouths of the surrounding crowd.

"We're just using the Church of the God of War's methods to test whether these guys truly still believe in the Church of the God of War."

Even at this moment, the lord's heir still left himself some wiggle room, though his actions didn't slow down at all. He immediately threw a burning torch onto the pile of firewood below the crosses.

Facing the morning sun, the flames burned intensely. The thick smoke and scorching heat stimulated these clerics tied to the crosses, causing them extreme pain. But perhaps precisely because of this painful stimulation, it triggered their final madness: "What we pursue is the truest path in this world, providing the final shelter for all living beings! Only through the God of War's strength can you pathetic ants be saved. You'll regret this, you'll eventually regret it! God loves all people—how could he watch various races go extinct? Acting like this, you're only dooming yourselves to eternal damnation..."

"Madmen!"

"Truly evil!"

"Trying to stir up war, sin, and bloodshed—yesterday alone, so many people died, and you're saying it's to keep us alive?!"

"These lunatics, burn them!"

The lord's heir said nothing, but the people around were completely enraged by these crazy statements. Countless hoarse screams rang out, countless expressions of anger appeared on their faces. They had no way to hate the God of War himself, but they could direct all their emotions at these people.

Some people even began collecting flammable materials nearby, wanting to add fuel to the fire for these clerics, just like most territories that had already revolted.

Ren, traveling through various corners of the mortal realm via the Magic Net, watched all this and couldn't help saying: "Things are going much more smoothly than we imagined. So many people are directing their anger at these war clerics. People who originally believed in the God of War are now having their faith shaken. Those who temporarily prayed to the God of War yesterday now look like they want to slap themselves silly."

The Goddess of Music didn't mind Ren's strange way of speaking, just smiled and said: "However, it seems not everywhere is like this. In some areas deeply influenced by the God of War, or where the Magic Net hasn't spread yet, the chaos continues. It might take some time to calm down... Of course, if we take action and visit each place, it won't take that long."

At this moment, she was in an extremely good mood. Perhaps no other being in this world, whether mortal or divine, was as happy as she was. Countless territories played the voice of the Goddess of Music almost simultaneously. Throughout history, more people heard her voice today than ever before.

After being saved, many of these people would pray to her. Even without converting, just these temporary prayers made her feel incredibly satisfied. Moreover, this was just the beginning—in the days to come, these rewards would only increase.

"No need. Someone's already published the locations of almost all the war church temples. Before long, angry people will wipe out all the war church temples, including the Temple of War in the Gray Fort Empire. That Gray Fort emperor really has some skills!" Ren also looked relaxed. "Besides, we've already achieved our goal. Now without massive faith support from the mortal realm, it won't be long before the God of War is defeated."

"Yes, and then everyone will gang up on him..." The Goddess of Music looked deeply at Ren: "I can understand you promising me the 'music' feature, but what did you promise the other gods? Why would they be willing to join you in attacking the God of War? This is the strongest god in the world!"

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