Golden Flame watched the students, believers, subordinates, and trusted aides he had raised over the years.
They were being corrupted by nightmare power before his eyes, and he could do nothing.
At that moment, Golden Flame stood on the verge of breaking.
The corruption came from the very faith they had pursued for thousands of years.
The statue of the Goddess worshipped in the Faith Department was now completely shrouded in twisted black nightmare power.
The clergy who had been interpreting scripture and performing rites nearby had grown twisted tentacles, claws, shells, and all manner of other inhuman appendages.
They had lost their minds. They slaughtered one another like madmen while spewing nightmare power like beasts, contaminating everything around them.
Golden Flame's duty had been to spread his faith across the entire planet, preventing the enemy's nightmare power from slipping inside.
But when they confidently called upon the Goddess's power, they discovered that she was part of the nightmare.
As clergy across the planet were corrupted and their minds collapsed, Sacred Tree Star descended into apocalyptic chaos.
The Molten Spiders and Ember Giants that had helped them conquer countless planets and protected them for years
had become demons that slaughtered them instead.
Countless people lost their faith in the Goddess in an instant.
Golden Flame knelt helplessly on the ground, his face pale. His old vigor was gone, leaving him looking like a frail old man.
A group of Players assigned to security within the Black Sun Group now guarded him.
They had become the last line of defense against the nightmare monsters.
Large numbers of Players held several key passages, protecting the command room.
Inside, the situation was just as grim.
Around Golden Flame were numerous members with deathly pale faces and bodies wracked by spasms.
They had once