At least part of it was Dawn's fault!
The Dawn Radiance surrounding more and more people began to flicker, showing that Wei'en's words were genuinely causing them to waver in their faith in Dawn.
"How could you…?" In the crowd, the commanders of the Ascetics and support-class Holy Professionals froze for a moment before shouting, desperately trying to snap them out of it.
"Don't believe him! He's trying to shake your faith!"
"Wake up, all of you…"
'So the deception talent really works?'
The same thought occurred to both the Clown and Wei'en.
This was unbelievable!
To think a few mere sentences could make even devout believers start to doubt the very object of their faith.
'Let's try again. Deception—Illusion Creation!'
The Clown's interest was piqued, and he casually snapped his fingers.
Then, right before the eyes of all the Holy Professionals, his body gradually transformed into the likeness of Archbishop Andrews.
