Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 946: Chapter 12: Archmage? More Like Arcane Rookie!_3

Duncan has not yet encountered a legendary mage, but the legendary priest he currently faces doesn’t have many powerful divine techniques to showcase.

"No wonder the Mother of Great Bliss rarely engages the enemy head-on. Her memory backups are probably all healing and blessing spells, right?"

One summons an Otherworld Divine Attendant, and another is a group healing spell, which already takes two 9th ring spell slots.

Imagining the Divine Favored - Mother of Great Bliss as his adversary, Duncan found that as long as he could break through the protection of the Otherworld Divine Attendant, he could slay this class of legendary priest.

"If I can seize a bit more legendary ability, I’ll be able to challenge some of the weaker Divine Favored."

There’s great potential.

Duncan, after descending into this world, has fought several major battles and has roughly gauged the strength of some legendary powerhouses. Now, having a deeper understanding of spellcasters, he knows which enemies he can kill and which he can’t.

Sergont.

As the group returned to the bustling port city, the Joyful Church in the Temple District immediately took action.

As groups of revelers emerged from the Temple District, the sudden commotion also attracted the attention of many wealthy magnates, who sent trusted aides to gather information. Soon, scattered intelligence was leaked.

The entire Joyful Church had been infiltrated like a sieve, and those Joyful Priests, high on indulgence, dared to speak of anything.

An exciting and stirring melody played.

With minstrels playing on either side of the procession, at the grand gates of the Joyful Divine Hall, the Mother of Great Bliss appeared in a luxurious red gown, activating her Divine Grace power. She shone faintly as she walked in mid-air, accompanied by the background music of the minstrels, making her entrance awe-inspiring, causing numerous believers to kneel and worship.

As soon as Duncan’s message was sent back, the Mother of Great Bliss was already preparing for a grand celebration.

Triumphant and proud!

The Mother of Great Bliss showed immense pride, conducting herself with unparalleled flamboyance. She dressed herself meticulously, donning the finest and most luxurious gown, the most expensive jewelry, with the Dragon’s Heart Gem dazzling on her chest. Surrounded by numerous Joyful Priests, Joyous Messengers, and revelers, she walked step by step in mid-air, proceeding through the Temple District toward the city gate of Sergont, to welcome the triumphant warriors.

Never mind what the future holds?

Today, she was determined to put on a grand show in front of everyone!

The Great Matriarch personally welcomed Duncan and his group upon their return. The Grandmaster of Revelry and the Joyous High Priest each led fifty Joyful Priests and Joyous Messengers, with hundreds of revelers scattering flowers along the way. They had even cleaned the streets in advance using magic.

Even more amazing, the Mother of Great Bliss paid out of her own pocket, purchasing a vast amount of food and drink from the shops, taverns, and markets along the way, offering them for free to the onlookers, regardless of status. All food and drink placed near the Temple District streets were free to take.

"All that’s missing is building a Triumphal Arch on the spot!"

"Is it necessary?"

Duncan tried to maintain a neutral expression, fearing he couldn’t hold back, his fists already clenched.

Speechless.

With such a high-profile style, no wonder others would want to assassinate you.

Duncan had simulated countless scenarios of what might happen next, including an all-out war with the Suffering Church and dealing with Lavita’s Divine Favored. Yet, he never imagined the Mother of Great Bliss would hold such a high-profile victory celebration for their group.

On this day.

Rumors swirled throughout Sergont, summarized in one line: the Joyful Church has actually risen!

The Mother of Great Bliss couldn’t wait to tell everyone about this glorious victory.

In front of the Temple District.

Duncan watched the radiant and spirited Mother of Great Bliss from a distance, his fists clenching and unclenching, eventually managing to hold back.

Because before him, the Mother of Great Bliss was showing them the highest level of courtesy.

The Joyful Church truly needs some serious reorganization.

He realized that the main cast of the Crimson Performer alongside him seemed to thoroughly enjoy this moment of being in the limelight, as if this was their stage, accepting the audience’s cheers. Even the fool forgot he was of the wanderer class, exposing his true face to the world as a taboo.

On Duncan’s right, the Grandmaster of the Stage, in response to the clueless cheers from a noble girl, raised a thrusting sword, performing a graceful sword flower, then as if by magic, scattered petals fell, followed by a bouquet being offered to the girl, which immediately caused a commotion among the surrounding spectators.

To Duncan’s left, the Dream Player cast realistic illusions, imitating a variety of magical creatures, even conjuring an image of a giant dragon. It soared above the crowd, its deep dragon roars startling many of the onlookers, who then applauded enthusiastically.

Behind Duncan, the Fool advanced with light, casual dance steps, performing tricks and even pulling off a face-changing act reminiscent of Sichuan Opera right there.

Cheers erupted one after the other, as the Mother of Great Bliss was extremely pleased, her expression exuding pride, a clear smile playing on her lips.

The entire Temple District was filled with an atmosphere of joy.

Duncan.

Forget it.

Duncan’s clenched fists loosened as he donned his helmet and mask, like a silent guardian, and hurriedly entered the Joyful Great Divine Hall.

After the group had left.

The Mother of Great Bliss delivered a speech, recounting the glorious tale of striking down the evil cultists, and then with a wave of her hand, numerous minstrels and street artists flooded the area, performing their various showcased skills.

The joyous atmosphere instantly reached a new climax.

Inside the room.

Duncan watched the ignorant masses celebrating outside the temple, his mouth twitching, unable to resist facepalming. In the end, he said nothing, just silently polishing his sword blade.

Very well, very spirited.

A true member of the Bright Water Realm Goddess League.

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