"The power of faith is a very strong force. Even the ancient priests of the true gods admit this. Just like the false god entrenched in the ruins of the dwarves, his power has two natures. One is the power of matter change that you understand, and the other is the power of faith. I just listened to your conversation and I know that your confusion lies in the power of faith." Bohawks said so much in one breath, feeling a little tired. He took a breath and continued, "Continuing to analyze the power of faith will not bring any help to your realm."
"No wonder we haven't made much progress these days." Xiao Chen said.
He said to Luo Ling in the Soul Bridge: "It seems that this research is not enough for us to break through to the next stage."
Luo Ling said: "I am already very satisfied. The research in the past half month is equivalent to the progress of one or two years. Next we should focus on how to defeat it."
"Um."
Luo Ling asked, "I know that the true gods are also the objects of prayer by many people, so they will definitely receive this kind of power of faith. So don't they use this power?"
"Have you ever heard this? True Gods don't need believers." Bohawks explained, "Faith is an emotion that doesn't require any rationality. Everyone's original intention and desire for believing in the spirit god are different, so the power of faith is also a mixed and impure power. When false gods control this power, it is easy for the mortal thoughts conveyed by this power to interfere with their thinking. The power of the true god itself is strong enough, and it will not allow this kind of external power to interfere with itself. Therefore, it will not collect the power of faith."
Xiao Chen asked: "Then is there any method in the classics you have read that can deal with this kind of power of faith?"
Bohawks said: "At least in ancient times, those who fought against these false gods were real priests and paladins. They all carried the power of the true gods, so they could fight against the power of faith possessed by the false gods. The Soul Shield of the Death Priest should be able to withstand that level of red rain. So they didn't need any special methods to fight against the false gods. But now we are just mages who use magic. That's why we are so powerless in front of that false god."
Xiao Chen thought for a moment and asked, "I have a question. How did this false god take the place of the God of Forging? Why does the power of faith that people pray to the God of Forging go to it instead of somewhere else? For example, I can also say that I am the God of Forging, so why does the power of faith not come to me but to it?"
"The false gods will place a soul mark where the believers pray. In this way, they can absorb the power of faith through it. Where do the dwarves in this capital pray to?"
Xiao Chen said: "Of course, it is towards the Forge Temple. Even if the dwarves don't have the opportunity to enter the temple, they will find a place where they can see the temple gate and pray to it. Because the temple is at the bottom of the King's Capital Canyon, most people can always find a suitable place to see it."
Bohawks said, "Then there must be a mark of the false god's soul somewhere on that forging temple."
Luo Ling said: "It should be the former high priest of the temple who helped him do this. So it has become more and more powerful over the years."
Xiao Chen said: "If we destroy this soul mark, or simply destroy the thing that the soul mark resides in, can we cut off the power of faith of the false god?"
"That's right. This is what I want to tell you. If you don't destroy the source of the power of faith, you will find that the false god is almost immortal. No matter what damage you cause it, it will recover quickly." Bohawks nodded.
"If that's the case, we should go to the scene and look for it." Xiao Chen said.
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Xiao Chen and Luo Ling arrived at the Forge Temple that afternoon, and with them came the king who had been notified.
The Forge Temple has not changed much compared to more than half a month ago, but Xiao Chen can still vaguely feel a trace of resentment from the souls. This should be the thoughts left behind by the dwarves who died here, right
Xiao Chen himself was somewhat surprised. He could feel that the spiritual magic around him carried a little consciousness of the deceased. He could sense them unconsciously. He definitely didn't have such perception before. This should be the progress brought by recent research.
Moreover, as he stood here now, he could still feel a very faint aura of a pseudo-god, but he didn't know whether it came from the remnants of the red mist or the feeling given to him by the soul mark.
The king gently pounded the temple wall with his fist, “I never thought that this temple would become an accomplice in the growth of that monster.
I now guess how it absorbs the power of faith in the ruins of God. When the saints of our ancestors built the ruins, they built some small temples of the God of Forging. No matter the royal family members, temple priests or great forgers, they naturally go to these places to worship after entering the ruins of God. It must have used these things to collect their power of faith. "
Xiao Chen said: "It is very likely that this may be its first step in gathering the power of faith."
"Now, can you feel its presence here?"
"According to Bohawks, in order to absorb faith, it must be in a place where everyone can see it. So it should not be inside the temple, but somewhere outside." Xiao Chen said as he walked into the inner courtyard of the temple, closed his eyes, and expanded his mental power. After these years of practice, his mental power was enough to cover every inch of the temple and conduct a detailed analysis.
"How could this happen?" Less than five minutes later, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and shouted.
"What's wrong?" the king asked worriedly.
"Its soul mark is everywhere?" Xiao Chen said.
"Yes, basically every few bricks and stones here will have its soul imprint." Luo Ling also felt the same situation.
"This false god has the power to transform matter. His soul mark is not simply attached to something, but deeply embedded in each molecule. He uses this ability to restructure matter to embed his soul mark into each brick and stone. At least 20% to 30% of the stones on the temple's gate, walls, and the front hall wall contain his mark. The temple's high priest must have spent a lot of time helping him embed these marks into the stones one by one."
Luo Ling said: "If we want to remove these marks, I'm afraid we have to tear down the outside of the temple."
"No, you can't do that." (To be continued)