"Divine Soul? Being a Divine Soul indeed makes you immune to my influence. But what about that fire on your head? Faith fire? Fire of Mass Faith?!" The Great Sage wore an expression of seeing a ghost.
Harvey had experienced the Fire of Mass Faith, so the Great Sage recognized this flame instantly. But because he recognized it, it was hard to believe.
What is Silver Coin? Just a Goblin Witch. Whether it's Harvey or the Great Sage, they could squash him like a bug. But oddly enough, such a small goblin has the Fire of Mass Faith?
Confused, the Divine Soul touched the Fire of Mass Faith, asking, "Is it powerful? But it doesn't even give discounts."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sparkling Fire of Mass Faith suddenly flared up, turning into a ball of flame. An invisible ripple spread out, engulfing the entire plane.
If there were any gods in the lost plane, they should be able to feel this fluctuation.
