Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

Chapter 1448 895: Opening My Eyes, I Am..._2

From those flickering flames, he read expectations, rewards, appreciation, and even felt a great paternal love for a child.Is the Mad Fire God rewarding me for protecting the believers, is that why He's helping me defeat the enemies?

Having been immersed in Scameroon's environment for years, Todd could automatically imagine a complete storyline.

In the blink of an eye, he read an emotion of "encouragement" from the Mad Fire Sun.

"Are You encouraging me to spread the Mad Fire?"

He spoke uncertainly.

He must be mad. The Mad Fire God is obviously something he made up. Why is he standing here like a fool?

But if the Mad Fire God is made-up, then what is this in front of him? This aura is definitely something that only a "God" could possess.

Todd's brain immediately provided him with his answer:

The Mad Fire God has always existed, and it's no coincidence that the image he made up matches the true God.

Rather, it is destiny between him and the God!

Thinking this way, a sense of mission suddenly grew in his heart.

Todd gulped down a mouthful of saliva, opened his mouth, wanting to tell the other that he would definitely work hard to spread the Mad Fire to meet their expectations.

But a feeling of the world spinning suddenly hit him, and before he could say a word, he abruptly opened his eyes.

In front of him was the familiar ceiling; this was his room.

A voice filled with rhythm and emotion suddenly came from his side.

"And the irregular dancing firelight dispelled the dampness and darkness from the sin-breeding alleys, even bringing them a rare warmth."

"The towering followers, transformed into a tree of flames, lifted the Todd Sect Leader high, bathing in the tears shed by the opposite party. Under this baptism of fire and tears, his mortal flesh shed, welcoming the embrace of the Mad Fire God and the Divine Country, leaving behind only a charred bone standing unyielding as proof he had been baptized."

"The Pagan believers touched by the Mad Fire feel joy from the bottom of their hearts, screaming out loud at the scene of this baptism to vent their inner joy, longing to receive baptism themselves."

"But their faith was a bit lacking, frightened by the cost of baptism, they fled in fear."

"As someone favored by the God, the Todd Sect Leader also stopped showcasing the miracle of the Mad Fire God, and this act made the bones of the unsatisfied believers protest loudly, with the charred bones shattering on the ground, their owner's soul having ascended into the Divine Country within the Mad Fire, enjoying eternal pleasure."

"The Todd Sect Leader dried his tears, seeing only the devout believers on the ground praising the Mad Fire."

"In his eyes, satisfaction replaced tears."

"This is a scene of a divine miracle bestowed by the Mad Fire God to protect His people, destined to be passed down for eternity!"

Inside the hidden base of the Mad Fire God Sect, in the leader's room.

Just awakened from a coma, Todd listened to the recounting of yesterday's events by the Mad Fire believer in front of him, stunned and not knowing what to say.

How come the events seem to match, but the description makes it sound different?

"Lord Sect Leader, the miracle you displayed yesterday has already spread throughout the entire Lower District; now, there are countless people rushing to convert to the Mad Fire. You truly are a great person!"

The Mad Fire believer excitedly waved and said, "I've already compiled yesterday's events into the sacred texts. Your great deeds will be praised for a hundred generations!"

Todd wanted nothing more than to drop dead right there.

Praised for a hundred generations, huh...

You know this 'praise' is probably defined by the Sain Dungeon...

He shakily extended a hand, wanting to slap the stupid person who acted on his own, only for the person to shake his hand with a smile and say:

"Rest assured, Lord Sect Leader, I'll work even harder to publicize your deeds. Please have a good rest; I'll be on my way!"

With that, he turned to leave.

"You, you come back...."

The words weren't out when Todd saw the Mad Fire believer turn back and give him a thumbs-up, smiling bright as a Sun Warrior.

"...."

Once he was alone in the room, Todd even felt the urge to cough up blood.

He still didn't understand what exactly had happened yesterday.

He had just gotten emotional, and tears like the Mad Fire erupted from his eyes, burning the Believers of the Free People who threatened his life safety to ashes, and afterward, he fell into a coma due to overexertion, sleeping until now.

"Right, that I saw in my dream..."

Todd fell silent instantly, because he couldn't directly mention the God's name.

Was that the real Mad Fire God?

The other party actually manifested in his consciousness?

He rubbed his eyes, recalling the feeling of the Mad Fire shooting from his eyes, momentarily making it seem like yesterday's events were just a dream.

The Mad Fire God is real, and he truly received attention from the other party, who even conveyed the wish to continue spreading the Mad Fire, so...

Todd's expression suddenly became very complex.

He founded the Mad Fire God Sect initially to console Dorian, yet it seems creating the sect was what prevented Dorian from leaving him.

Later, while fleeing, it was Dorian who saw the capital area as a coveted place and forced him to stay and preach.

Preaching a sect comparable to a cult under the noses of the Three Great Churches, wasn't that practically suicide?

The difference was that if he really didn't bother, Dorian could indeed have him executed immediately.

All this time he's been acting on the principle of "survival," yet whether it was because the Three Great Churches were busy waging wars and forgot to clear out the capital's pests or for other reasons, the Mad Fire God Sect actually survived till now without being eradicated.

It even attracted numerous devout believers thanks to the inexplicably appearing tiny balls and tanks. These people would embrace the faith just for some food.

Todd had been worried that the continued growth of the Mad Fire God Sect would invite the Iron Fist's punishment, yet now the church's expansion was nearly beyond his control. With its reputation spreading, people flocked in ceaselessly.

The reason he was blocked in an alley yesterday was because the Mad Fire God Sect's fame provoked the jealousy of other churches.

He kept pondering why the church he randomly founded could spread successfully?

Thinking over and over, Todd suddenly realized one thing:

"Damn, I haven't done anything bad!"

Aside from gathering people to pray and chant scriptures every day, the Mad Fire God Sect did nothing else. They'd even help with meals and offer mutual aid in fixing tents and fighting injustice...

The deeds done by the Mad Fire believers were totally unrelated to the first impression given by the church's name and bore no relation to the Mad Fire.

Such a church, even if the Three Great Churches were to reckon with it later, would likely not bear heavy accusations, right?

Furthermore, since the Mad Fire God truly manifested, with divine endorsement, then...

"Mad Fire, perhaps it really can be preached?"

Todd's mind was a mess, unsure what to make of it.

"Hey, Todd, I heard outside you've been blessed by the Mad Fire God, is that true hahaha!"

Dorian suddenly barged in, still looking like a scruffy mad old man.

"People outside are all talking gross divine blessings, it makes me sick!"

Todd's mind was so jumbled that he directly told Dorian about the Mad Fire God's manifestation.

He thought the other would continue being mystical, but instead, Dorian quieted down as he listened, looking genuinely normal by the end.

Just as Todd marveled at his change, Dorian asked:

"So, what do you plan to do?"

In Todd's heart, a spark seemed to ignite, and with Dorian's question, his past life flashed through his mind like a lantern show.

In reality, there wasn't much worth remembering; his life had been largely aimless, accomplishing nothing...

It seemed now the Mad Fire God Sect was his most brilliant work, the only successful endeavor of his life.

Therefore, there was only one answer.

"I... I want the Mad Fire to be sung in every street and alley!"

Todd's eyes shone with unprecedented light.