"Great Lord!"
"You are the one who lingers in the unknown realm of illusions!"
"You are the Absolutely Neutral Existence!"
"You are the Silent Observer!"
"Please hear the prayer of your believer... I will soon leave Green Forest City, go to Pulmoath, and assume the position of Red Archpriest. I will carry your name and guide your incarnated sect back to glory..."
...
In a small inn in Green Forest City.
Aaron, lying in bed, suddenly opened his eyes. A faint prayer echoed in his ears.
"What is this?"
His expression became extremely clear in an instant, confirming that this prayer was not an illusion, but real!
"This feeling... it's similar to when I listened to the prayers of believers in the state of 'Spirit of Illusion', but I have to be very close to it... Is this another passive ability of the 'Melting Furnace'?"
Aaron hadn't discovered it before, perhaps due to the lack of believers, or the distance was too far.