Fanatics Soar, So Much Faith It Feels Incredible!

"Roger, what are you doing?! Are you even listening to me?!"

Betty excitedly brought the Ray Gun she had just finished assembling to Roger, only to discover that he was completely lost in thought and had not heard a word she said. She immediately became a little angry.

"Huh? No! Doll, whatever it is, we can talk later! It's here! It's happening again!"

"What's happening?!" Betty frowned tightly.

She truly could not understand what could make Roger so excited.

He was even ignoring the fact that the Ray Gun had been completed.

Hadn't he wanted her to make it as quickly as possible?

"Fanatics! Haha, I still don't know what happened, but in just this short while, I've gained more than a dozen fanatics, and the number is still rising. People keep praying..."

The joy on Roger's face seemed impossible to suppress. "But for some reason, these fanatics aren't all extraordinary individuals. Quite a few of them are ordinary people."

"Fanatics? More than a dozen?! And there are ordinary people among them?!"

Betty was stunned as well and could barely process it.

"Yeah, I need to see what happened first. We can talk about the Ray Gun later!" As Roger spoke, he considered using the faith channel to see what exactly had happened.

But at that moment, Book's voice reached him. "Lord Roger, you don't need to go to the mortal world to find out what happened. Just enter Magic Space. Your post has blown up. The entire Magic Space is discussing it. This is the first time you've appeared before the mages as an independent god..."

Everyone in Magic Space was discussing him?

Roger quickly caught the key point amid Book's endless chatter, but he became even more curious. What had happened for so many mages to be discussing it, and for him to gain so many fanatics...?

Betty was equally curious.

Even more curious than Roger.

She had already taken out her Magic Net Ring and begun browsing.

"That was absolutely insane!"

"Fifty thousand Flame Vortices! I can't even imagine what that scene looked like!"

"I always thought Mana Bombs were meant for saving your life. Now I realize they're even better suited for large-scale battlefields!"

"Those damned cultists actually released the White Walkers! Good thing the Mana Bombs created by the Technology God were there!"

"I heard the method for making Mana Bombs has been published in the Magic Encyclopedia. I'm going to learn it right now and make some to save my life!"

"It's so ingenious. The crafting time may be long, but the fact that they can be fired instantly gives us low- and mid-level mages countless chances to save our lives!"

The moment he opened Magic Space, the flood of praise left him dumbfounded.

After searching for quite some time, Roger and Betty finally understood what had happened. "I never expected so much to have happened in the mortal world!"

"Those fanatics of yours probably all came from that battle. They were stunned by the explosions of fifty thousand Mana Bombs." Betty nodded in agreement. "Why don't you give me your authority? Book and I can watch TV too..."

Although she still did not understand why Roger called it TV, she thought the name sounded rather nice and picked it up.

"? Didn't you say I haven't become an official god yet, so I can't give my authority to anyone else and can only experience it myself?" Roger looked at Betty suspiciously. "I get it! You only said that because you're lazy and don't want to help me!"

"I'm not!" Betty looked a little puffed up with anger, but her words carried no persuasive power at all.

Only because he was worried that she might get so angry her head fell off again did Roger finally agree to give her the authority. Of course, in exchange, Betty would need to help Roger manage and observe his followers and their prayers in the future, just as she helped the Magic Goddess.

"Hiss—forget those who experienced the battlefield firsthand. Even I might have been unable to resist wanting to convert to your faith after seeing a scene like that."

After witnessing the countless Mana Bombs erupt, even Betty could not help sighing in admiration, let alone Book.

"Haha, yeah. I never expected Mana Bombs to create a scene like that when used on the battlefield." Roger burst into laughter, his entire body seeming energized. "This is art! The art of war!"

"But I really didn't expect that in the short time I've been away from the mortal world, monsters like the White Walkers would already have come south from the north. Book, that nonsense post you made up a while ago will probably get dug up too."

Back when Magic Space had just been created, Roger had asked Book to make up a few posts to prove that plenty of people were using it. Book had fabricated one about unusual activity among the White Walkers in the north. Who would have thought it would turn out to be prophetic?

"Should I delete that post? Otherwise, it'll make my alt account look like a cultist's account, like it knew in advance that the White Walkers would be released. But forget it. The more people discuss things in Magic Space, the better. At worst, I just won't use that alt account anymore..."

"Doll, let's talk about the Ray Gun instead!"

Roger gave Book a deep look before shifting his gaze to Betty. "You saw that battlefield just now. The biggest problem with Mana Bombs is still their poor accuracy. Our Ray Gun should be able to make up for that."

In just this short time, his Faith Power had risen by a huge amount, and the number of fanatics had already surpassed twenty. He was so excited that he was nearly giddy, and he was even wondering whether he should quickly release the Ray Gun and give everyone a little benefit!

At the mention of the Ray Gun, Betty immediately snapped back to attention. With a hint of pride, she placed two differently shaped "Ray Guns" before Roger. "I made one in the shape of the 'gun' you described, but I felt it wasn't especially convenient to operate. So I took inspiration from the wrist crossbows favored by infiltrators in the mortal world and developed one that can be fixed to the wrist. Take a look at both!"

One of them closely resembled the pistols Roger remembered from his previous life, though it was bulkier and looked somewhat futuristic.

The other was indeed similar to a wrist crossbow, just as Betty had said. But perhaps because it involved too many runes or for some other reason, it looked less like a wrist crossbow and more like a bracer. It was thick and broad, and if worn on the wrist, it would definitely make the arm bulge high.

Book had seemed ready to complain about something, but the instant he saw the two "Ray Guns," his attention was completely captured.

He felt this would make an excellent future topic in Magic Space!

Roger casually picked up the first one, and its weight immediately registered in his hand. It was at least around three pounds, just as heavy as it looked.

Still, it was not unacceptable.

"How do you fire it?" Roger asked. "By infusing it with mana?"