Elune, you wouldn't want that, would you?

For a moment, Tyrande thought she had misheard. What kind of joke was this!? An evil demon was praying to the great Elune!?

A surge of intense wrath rose within Tyrande. In her eyes, her faith had been blasphemed, and she could not help but spit out a curse in the street slang of the Night Elves. Its general meaning was that Roy would surely die by the fangs of the most venomous snake. Even their insults carried elegant metaphors—such was the way of the elves.

But Roy could not understand it at all, nor did he need to. Of course, he understood where Tyrande's wrath came from, but in Roy's view, her disbelief was entirely understandable.

Ever since breaking through to Original Sin Rank and gaining the perspective of a higher-dimensional observer, Roy had realized that a god like Elune, who could perform miracles anywhere at any time, likely possessed abilities similar to his own. Whenever a living being called Her name, She could sense it and shift Her gaze there.

As for why calling a name produced such a response, it was perhaps due to "true names." Just like Demon True Names, the souls and true names of many powerful races were directly linked.

Of course, as a god whose faith had spread throughout the universe, countless believers might call upon Her name at the same time. Even a god could not attend to all of them under such circumstances. Thus, gods would generally automatically filter out casual mentions of their names and respond only to those who called repeatedly, over and over.

Simply put, they ignored one-ring calls entirely and only spared attention for those who spammed calls like mad.

To believers, this frantic calling behavior was what they called prayer...

Based on that, as long as