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The devout, expectant voices of countless descendants echoed throughout the cavern, reverberating with an inexpressible sorrow.
Levi and Fatir couldn't help but exchange a quiet glance, seeing the shock and silence in each other's eyes. They shared a single thought. 'If these Divine Servants showed up in Debei, they'd all be branded as Cultists and slaughtered without a second thought.'
Even the young children became frenzied fanatics after singing the song.
Their minds had been so thoroughly poisoned that not even a Great Purification Technique cast by a Legendary Powerhouse would work. This was not because their thoughts had been altered by Magic, but because they were the product of long-term, insidious brainwashing.
This was truly a warped world!
"Lord Iron Crown! There's a situation!" a Blood-colored Warrior shouted in terror, running out from the depths of the castle.
Everyone stopped singing and turned in unison to look at the burly warrior.
