Fanatics of the Magic Academy

The mother took Rosey's hand, and Rosey got out of bed and followed her.

Dad rummaged around in a corner of the room for a while.

With a "crack".

A hidden door inside the room opened, leading underground.

Mom led Rose into the basement.

In the center of the basement was an altar, and at the center of the altar was a crystal that shimmered with a faint light.

The surrounding walls are covered with all sorts of murals.

There are dragons, wild dogs, birds, angels, tigers, lions, wolves, starry skies, foxes...

Rose looked at the mural with curiosity, which seemed to be a hodgepodge.

Pointing to the mural on the wall, Mom said gently:

"Look, Rose, these are the gods we worship."

"...."

Rose, standing to the side, was at a loss for words.

Is our teaching correct?

What kind of thunder god do they worship?

Did I just wander into some kind of "sweeping club"?!

Why do people worship cats, dogs, wild animals?

Mom nudged Rose and pointed to the crystal ball in the center of the altar, saying:

"Little Rose, go and choose your god!"

Rose was in a very difficult position; it seemed that the believers had been suppressed beyond recognition by the magicians.

But at this moment, a strange feeling still lingered in Rose's mind.

Soon, his trust in his mother overwhelmed this strange feeling, and he obediently followed her instructions, stepping forward to touch the crystal ball.

The moment he touched the crystal ball, it burst forth with dazzling light.

Rose felt a sudden boom in her brain, as if she had entered a completely new world.

His body became illusory, and everything around him became nothingness.

He saw enormous wild dogs, a beautiful starry sky, a ferocious dragon, pure angels, and soaring birds...

These are the gods that people once worshipped.

But soon, wild dogs attacked him, the starry sky dimmed in his presence, a dragon flapped its wings and flew away, and angels looked at him with disgust…

He was rejected by the gods.

Rose quickly found the reason: his illusory body had dark red patterns on it.

That's the mark of a fanatical materialist.

The gods could not accept this outcast.

"I will be abandoned by the gods; it seems I will not become the Holy Son..."

One by one, the gods rejected him, and Rose felt his soul falling, becoming increasingly illusory.

Just as he was about to give up, a golden light burst into his field of vision.

That wasn't an animal, a dragon, a starry sky, or an angel...

It was a human being, a human being with golden vertical pupils.

His face was illusory and indistinct; he was one person, and he was countless people.

He patted Rose on the shoulder and said:

"Worship the dragon, study yourself, transcend the dragon! Welcome to the path of ancient dragon worship!"

The human with golden vertical pupils transformed into golden light and merged into the mark of "fanatic materialist" on Rose.

Golden light shone on Rose, and his pupils slowly transformed from jet black into golden vertical pupils.

After an unknown amount of time, Rose opened her eyes in a daze.

The familiar panel appeared before my eyes.

[Congratulations on becoming a follower of the Ancient Dragon faith. You have received the "Glimmer" inheritance of the Ancient Dragon faith.]

[Warning! Your Faith level is 10, far below the minimum threshold of 25 required to accept the Ancient Dragon Faith, therefore you are ineligible to receive the inheritance!]

Upon seeing Rose wake up, her mother rushed to Rose's side and carefully touched Rose's body from head to toe. It was less about caring for Rose's body and more about searching for something.

His usually gentle mother had hurt Rose a little, but he just assumed she was worried and said:

"Mom, I'm alright. I've been chosen by a god. The god who chose me is..."

The mother looked up and met Rose's eyes. Then, her expression turned to wild joy. Like a wild beast, she cupped Rose's face in her hands and said hysterically:

"My God, look how beautiful Rose's eyes are! What a gorgeous pair of eyes!"

"While not as vast as the starry sky, it is unique; this golden light—history has never seen such believers!"

The mother stared intently into Rose's eyes, her gaze filled with fervor, as if she were seeing some diluted treasure.

Those were indeed unique eyes.

Those golden vertical pupils are as if the Creator overturned a golden furnace and then carved a line into them. Gazing into those eyes, the golden light will be forever imprinted in your mind, and the light beneath the pupils seems to imprison the sun.

The usually silent father, standing next to his mother, now had a flush of excitement on his face.

"Yes, my dear, this is the most unique believer in history!"

The mother excitedly picked up Rose, hurried out of the basement, and said joyfully:

"Rosé! I'll take you to the bishop; he'll definitely love you!"

The mother's embrace was painful and suffocating.

"Mom, I'm in some pain..."

Rose let out a painful wail.

Upon hearing this, the mother loosened her arms, her tone still cheerful and enthusiastic:

"I'm sorry, Rose, your mother is just too excited. When you see His Holiness the Bishop later, you must be obedient. Do whatever His Holiness tells you to do!"

"Mom, who is the bishop...?"

"Your Excellency, hahaha, Your Excellency, just remember to always listen to him!"

The mother's delicate, youthful face contorted with extreme excitement as she shouted, her words slightly incoherent.

Soon, Rose was led to an exquisite and luxurious room. Her mother's fervent expression subsided, and at this moment, one could still vaguely see the gentle and virtuous look she had shown before on her face.

She bowed obsequiously to the servants at the door and said:

"My lord, this is the newest Holy Son. The bishop will surely like it."

The servant at the door glanced at Rosse and was quickly drawn to his vertical pupils, which shone with a unique golden light.

"This is... a believer unlike any seen in history?! And those eyes..."

The servant's expression shifted rapidly from astonishment and surprise to ecstasy:

"Celia, His Holiness the Bishop will surely reward you handsomely!"

Celia, Rose's mother, said with a fanatical expression:

"That would be my honor!"

Rose felt completely disoriented and confused; his mother seemed like a complete stranger to him.

"Mother……"

Before Rose could say anything, he was carried into the room by the guards like a piece of cargo.

The room was luxuriously decorated, and the first thing you saw was an incredibly large bed.

The precious ebony bed is carved with gorgeous patterns and is supported by velvet curtains.

The air was thick with the smell of bodily fluids, sweat, and blood; it was so sticky it seemed you could cut it open.

This made Rose feel a little suffocated, but soon his attention was drawn to a bottle on the ground.

It was an ordinary, sealed glass jar with a wide mouth, containing a translucent, viscous liquid, and

—An eyeball.

A unique, azure eyeball with distinctive patterns, unlike a human eyeball, yet its structure is indeed that of a human eyeball.

[You have suffered a severe shock and fright, and your rationality is decreasing; it is currently at 7.]

He turned his gaze and saw countless such bottles scattered on the floor, the bed, and the shelves beside the bed.

Your sanity is decreasing; it is currently at level 6.

His gaze was fixed on the bed, where a large, greasy man with a neatly comical beard lay sprawled in the center.

He was holding a boy who believed in the stars. The boy's eyes seemed to hold the stars and the sea, so captivating. But at this moment, that starry sea was being licked by that man.

Your sanity is decreasing; it is currently at level 4.

For some reason, Rose was reminded of the ancient people who were extremely obsessed with eyes, and even said that some eunuchs could produce a feeling of excitement by licking the eyeballs of beautiful women.

Around the fat man, several young men and women were lying haphazardly.

They were all believers, some of whom were angels with pure white wings and eyes that shone with a clean white light.

Those who believe in wild beasts have eyes with vertical pupils resembling those of wild animals.

They all have one thing in common: they have very special eyes.

Your sanity is decreasing; it is currently at level 3.

The enormous fat man turned his head to look in Rose's direction and saw Rose's dazzling golden eyes. His eyes shone with extreme excitement.

His body convulsed violently, and he swayed toward Rose, his flabby frame bearing the marks of his journey.

The scent of body odor mixed with spices wafted over, and he cupped Rose's face in his hands, letting out an excited scream:

"My God! What sparkling, beautiful eyes!"

Your sanity is decreasing; it is currently at level 1.

Then he looked at Rose's coarse clothes with some disdain and said:

"Go, wash him up. I want him to appear right now."

The guard respectfully said:

"Yes, ma'am."

The guards dragged Rose towards the cubicle, where the "bishop" bathed.

Rose sat on the ground, letting the guards drag her along, like a wild dog being dragged into an abyss.

Your sanity is crumbling; it's currently at 0.

He remembered his mother's weak but gentle smile when he first came into this world.

Your sanity is deteriorating, currently at -2.

He remembered his mother holding his face and screaming wildly just now.

Your sanity is deteriorating, currently at -6.

He remembered how his father, when he was sick, carried him away from the sorcerer and went to a nearby black market doctor for treatment.

Your sanity is deteriorating, currently at -8.

He remembered being carried into the bishop's room by his mother like a piece of cargo.

Your sanity is deteriorating, currently at -12.

He remembered his vow to protect his family, to protect the family he had so cherished in this life.

Your sanity is deteriorating, currently at -16.

He remembered how his mother had passionately and unhesitatingly handed him over to the guards.

"Why...? Why did it have to be like this...?"

Rose sat on the ground, his golden eyes losing their luster, and he could foresee his tragic fate and end.

[Your sanity has collapsed; a "fervent materialist" is intervening...]

[Your sanity has been forcibly locked at 0 by fanatical materialists; your -16 sanity has been converted into +16 faith.]

Your sanity has crumbled, and your faith has grown increasingly fanatical!

[Your current Faith level is 26, which meets the requirements for the Ancient Dragon Faith inheritance from "Glimmer"!]

[You have mastered the "Glimmer" level Ancient Dragon Faith magic and prayers!]