As Ashe stepped out of the game pod, his vision blurred. He wiped his eyes and only then realized he had been crying.

What a miserable day. He had actually been scolded to tears.

He might possess a legendary, high-level account, but he had zero experience commanding high-difficulty raids. In fact, he had never even cleared one. Hence, he decided to observe how others led their teams first. Then, with a fully maxed character, best-in-slot gear, and every achievement unlocked, he slipped into an Extreme raid group with ease.

In Epic, high-end content was divided into three tiers, namely Extreme, Fantasy, and Ultimate. Extreme was the ceiling for dedicated ordinary players. Fantasy required seasoned professionals with years of immersion. As for Ultimate, only true sorcerers possessed the qualifications to clear it.

Ashe figured that even if he couldn't tackle Ultimate right away, an Extreme raid shouldn't pose a problem. He had studied the guides, confirmed his role, and planned to clear the content within a day before leading his own team into a fresh Fantasy run.

What followed instead was a full day of exposure to the foul-mouthed culture of the Gospel Kingdom.

When it came to insults, the Gospel and Blood Moon...