Latest website: Ning Xiuyuan, who descended the oracle, heaved a sigh of relief.

The decision to expand Zosik seems like a crazy move?

Not so.

The biggest shortcoming of his Ning Xiuyuan was the mission area of ​​the North Continent.

For the **** of the corpse, the best way to get revenge on him is to attack the northern continent.

However, he was unable to carry out reciprocal revenge and attacked the Nas Deep Valley in the Dreamland.

You can only secretly use some non-flowing means, which is disgusting to the **** of the corpse.

Because the two signed a "territorial replacement" contract.

But on the other hand, he couldn't take revenge on Nas Deep Valley, and the **** of the corpse also couldn't take revenge on the real church that preached in Zosik.

According to the covenant, He even had to provide protection for the true church.

Therefore, preaching in Zosik, establishing a faith base, and stabilizing the anchor of faith are undoubtedly the most rational choice for Ning Xiuyuan at the moment.

However, even so, he still felt distressed when he thought that the **** of the corpse might destroy the Northern Continent.

"Compared to those gods who have lived for thousands of years, I am still a mortal after all."

Ning Xiuyuan laughed at himself.

After a while, he recovered from this uncertainty and anxiety about the future.

Finally, I pulled out my mind and checked the items stolen from the **** of the corpse.

this is a book.

It seems that there is a thin layer of black mist on the cover made of human skin, making it impossible to see the title of the book cover.

In order to prevent unknown infection, or anchoring.

Ning Xiuyuan used the dislocation space to isolate it.

After a brief inspection, after unable to judge the item from the surface, Ning Xiuyuan waved his hand, and the cover opened without wind, revealing blank pages.

"Looks like it should be an extraordinary item."

"Completely blank pages, kind of like a cursed book, a scroll of rules?"

Ning Xiuyuan muttered, after all, this thing came from the **** of the corpse, so he naturally did not dare to despise it.

After pondering for a while, his tail finger fell off, and he landed and turned into a clone.

The clone reached out and took the "extraordinary book".

Without waiting for his avatar spirituality to penetrate in, the mist on the cover of this extraordinary book suddenly dissipated, revealing three familiar and creepy words.

- Arthurs! (Chinese)

"This--"

Ning Xiuyuan's pupils dilated.

Subconsciously, he wanted to execute the clone and cut off contact, but the calmness of his spirituality made him restrain his impulse.

The avatar's spirituality immediately poured into the book, and a unique feedback from extraordinary items poured into the avatar's mind along the spirituality, and finally converged on the main body.

The Book of Faith

- Blaspheming the real name of the gods, usurping the beliefs of the gods, stealing the anchors of the gods.

in short:

Write the teachings of other gods in this book, and in the copying, gradually mix your real name into it, you can gradually steal the anchor of the god's belief and transfer it to yourself.

For example:

Ning Xiuyuan could transcribe the sacred canon of the Ghoul Church "The Ritual of Corpse Food". During the copying process, he gradually mixed his own name into the real name of "Mordigian, the God of the Remains", and eventually gradually stole the ghoul Church. belief.

But this book also has obvious disadvantages.

Once the anchor of his **** is eroded, it will be easily detected, attracting the attention and anger of the gods.

"To me, it's completely useless?"

"Whose anchor would I dare to steal?"

"Anything other than the white worm is not to be messed with."

"Even stealing the white worms is just to accommodate some remaining beliefs, and it is not as efficient as preaching a city."

Ning Xiuyuan looked depressed.

Who would have thought that what he snatched with his head on his belt turned out to be a chicken rib, how could he not be annoyed?

"Well, it can't be said that it is completely useless. In fact, I still use it to collect the beliefs of some fallen gods."

Ning Xiuyuan's eyes lit up.

However, when the thoughts went on, the mood became more and more depressed.

How difficult is it to pick up the remaining beliefs in the sinking history of history?

As a result, most of the belief in fallen gods was divided up by the gods.

Even if there are surviving beliefs spread, it is like leftovers, it is tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to abandon it.

Second, the real name of the old **** is difficult to obtain.

In order to anchor the one and only, the old gods often pretended to be gods and deliberately withheld their real names.

Because the universe is so huge.

Even the name of the gods, looking at the vast universe, seems very mediocre, and there are many people with the same name.

Therefore, it is not easy to find the true name of the fallen god.

"Extremely tasteless!"

Ning Xiuyuan let out a long sigh.

He didn't want to, his spirituality suddenly boiled, and a prayer with extreme resentment suddenly echoed from his ears.

"The real man who walks through the unknown of creation, from the black fear beyond the universe, the paleness of death that sleeps in the abyss of the deep sea, your admirer, pray for your gaze, long for your blessing!"

——It is Mordiggian, the **** of the corpse!

At this time, He was curled up in the Temple of Zul Bahazaar, and his body like a black shadow column seemed to be flashing pale.

Ning Xiuyuan lost his vision of the old days. After a long time, he took a deep breath, and a clone answered the prayer.

——In fact, the **** of the corpse is not looking for him, and he is also going to talk to him.

...

...

The city is still deep, and things are different.

The temple shrouded in mist, like a licked, breathing beast, huddled in the darkness, both debilitating and terrifying.

The mist cleared, and Ning Xiuyuan stepped out of it.

"Arthurs, have seen the great Mordiggian."

Ning Xiuyuan caressed his chest and saluted, like a diplomat of the kingdom, even if he had a blood feud, he was still extremely calm.

"I should have thought long ago, how could an existence that can become the Lord of Illusions be an inferior extraordinary imitator?"

The **** of the corpse is like a giant python, curled up in the dark, shadowy and shadowy, more and more gloomy.

Ning Xiuyuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

He wasn't sure what the God of the Vault had called him for?

He didn't want to irritate the **** of the Vault when he was obviously taking advantage.

At least, the other party seems to be sensible at present.

"Return the Book of Faith to me, and I can promise to spare the Northern Continent."

"Great Mordiggian, in this universe, there are very few that can restrain your existence. Under the guarantee of no contract, I can't believe your promise."

Ning Xiuyuan shook his head and refused.

"Book of Faith" is useless to him, but to the **** of the corpse, it is extremely valuable.

As the Old One, he does not need anchoring.

However, the Book of Faith can be his most bizarre and indefensible weapon! ! !

As long as he finds the trace of a certain god, and then steals its anchor with the book of faith, making it on the verge of losing control, and then taking the opportunity to launch an attack, it is very likely to kill it with one blow.

"Plus a high-level feature!"

A sealed bottle floated out of the mist.

"Unfortunately, unless it is my pathway characteristic, no other characteristic can impress me."

Ning Xiuyuan refused again, eagerly looking forward to it, the **** of the corpse wouldn't really have the high-ranking characteristics of his Ouroboros pathway, would he?

"Arthurs, you are provoking my bottom line!!!"

The **** of the corpse was furious, and the mist suddenly thickened, like a rolling sandstorm, wrapping Ning Xiuyuan's clone in it.

"This should be said by me. You not only provoked me, but even tried to control me. The book of faith is the price you paid!"

Ning Xiuyuan sneered.

He had already made sacrifices to the Northern Continent, and he didn't care about the threat of the **** of the corpse.

"Hu Chi... two high-level features!"

"The great Mordiggian..."

"Three high-ranking features... Arthur, stop trying to get ahead!"

The **** of the corpse suddenly screamed, interrupting Ning Xiuyuan's bargaining.

"To irritate me completely is a price that you can't bear for eternity! I will completely tear apart the Northern Continent and destroy the true church..."

"I will expose all your secrets!"

"The **** of illusions with extraordinary characteristics, the master behind the real church, the quasi-old **** with five rings, the master of illusions in the future!!!"

"Think about it! The gods will not tolerate you as a freak~www.readwn.com~ They will go crazy and kill you, even the **** of dawn!"

The suppressed anger is like a gushing volcano, scorching, scalding, and terrifying!

Ning Xiuyuan's face suddenly solidified.

He, who had been ready to compromise, suddenly realized at this moment that he had no chance of compromise.

About the "Book of Faith" The original outline was "The Book of Blasphemy".

Probably the ability is to steal the power of the gods, and it is repeated with the ability of the undead warlock. When I conceived it, I felt that it would not affect the protagonist's strength, and at most one or two white worms were added.

However, it was only after half of the writing that I found that the hanging was too big. It doesn't affect it now, but it affects the later plot. It will definitely collapse in the later stage, so I cut it off.

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