Netheril’s Brilliance

Due to various reasons, Dolez City finally responded to the plague. Although this "reaction" was neither timely nor effective enough, it still had a little bit for the refugees who were hiding in the house in panic all day long. The dawn of hope.

　　 But these have nothing to do with the punk who is still in the spider cave. He is focusing his attention on the magic of the spider statue.

　　 With the connection of the last node, the spider statue bloomed with dark green brilliance, and lines appeared on the originally inconspicuous rock, and the texture of the rock seemed to be flowing with energy.

　　Punk put down the spider statue. Let it float in the air, and then backed up behind Golem One, silently watching a vaguely huge projection slowly become clear and solid. The projection was surrounded by green flashes from time to time, which looked strange and gloomy!

　　Ti Shachar goddess... has come!

　　 "Who are you, dare to step on my temple, who are you--"

　　The sharp voice is very unpleasant, as harsh as scratching a blackboard with a carving knife, and the "goddess" in front of me has perfected his body.

I saw a huge spider appearing on the spot. The upper body of the spider was a slender female body, but there was no trace of modification on the spider in front of me. The so-called Goddess Tishahar was originally a spider, but using certain spells. It only grows a human upper body.

Punk silently looked at the hysterical "god". He keenly discovered that he had far overestimated this so-called goddess. This guy was probably at most a formal peak. She couldn't even maintain her projection. Then, those green flashes are evidence of energy leakage.

　　 "Who! Who killed my most loyal servant, I will peel him to the bone, crush him into a mash, shred every muscle, and feed it to my children—"

　　 Soon this projection of Goddess Tishachar found the body of the high priest on the ground. I don't know how she used to confirm the identity of the pile of minced meat, but the angry "goddess" immediately became hysterical.

"Dear Mrs. Tishachar, I think you need to calm down, maybe you know everything, omnipotent, you can answer my little question-how did you gather and absorb faith with a formal power? What about the power?"

　　Punk completely ignored Tischar's roar, and there was only one emotion in his eyes—excitement.

He can now be sure that Tishachar must have an incredible secret in front of him. He can clearly perceive that the opponent's undefended soul level is only fourteenth level, but this "goddess" actually has the ability to use the power of faith. Now that punk has decided to find out this secret, he has a hunch that the value of Tishachar's secret must be amazing.

　　 "Small mortal, pay attention to your words, I am the great Goddess Tishachar, dare you to blaspheme a god"?

　　Ti Shachar first focused on the punk tone rather than the question in the words, she loudly emphasized her so-called "goddess" identity.

　　 "Well, dear Goddess Tishachar, can you tell me..."

　　Punk stared at the eight eyes on the forehead of this "goddess" without any refusal, as if seeing precious experimental materials.

"Enough! Humble mortal, you are not qualified to look at me. Now it seems that you killed my loyal servant. Please forgive me, Ant! My strength is not something you can understand. Now if you kneel on the ground immediately, I might consider making your death easier."

　　 Ti Shachar confronted the punk with a condescending posture, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt, as if he was a really powerful god.

　　 Hearing Tishachar's arrogant declaration, punk didn't get angry. He put away his fake smile and looked at this hysterical "goddess" with unabashedly greedy eyes.

"Ignorant rubbish, if you don’t talk about gods, it’s just a bunch of cowardly bugs. You can’t even compare with bugs. Since you refuse to say it, let me kill you before torturing your soul. Well, it's like dealing with your weak high priest."

　　Punk is also impatient with the nonsense of the big spider who claims to be a goddess. He simply irritated the proud Tishachar as much as possible to test whether the other party really has any unknown magical power.

Facing the punk insulting remarks, Tishachal let out a sharp roar, and then rushed to punk regardless, she even forgot that she was just a projection without any power, and now Tishachal's mind only kills the one in front of her. The idea of ​​dare to insult your own mage.

"Damn blasphemer, I am the greatest goddess in this world, the supreme ruler, you dare to insult the highest god, I will let your soul burn in the fiery flames for ten thousand years, ten thousand years— —"

Punk shook his head calmly as he watched the projection that rushed forward. He ignored the harsh screams and easily summoned a trainee-level energy shield to block Tishachar's attack. Now he has no idea about this. The "goddess" was very disdainful. The Tishachar in front of him seemed to have no reason at all. I really don't know how the other party founded such a hidden church.

The face of Tishachar's projection is stuck on the energy shield, the twisted expression and the floating red eyeballs, but the demon who wants to crawl out of the abyss, exhausted the energy in the statue in just ten seconds. The Charles could not sustain the projection very quickly, leaving a sharp curse and then turning into a twisted dark green mist and disappeared without a trace.

　　 "A lifeless ant, you will pay for your blasphemy————"

　　 Until the end, she did not make any decent attacks.

　　 "This guy looks like a lunatic, but it is impossible for a lunatic to form a church that hides so deeply, even with the help of the high priest, is this illogical"?

　　Punk saw that the enemy’s projection had disappeared, and he once again recovered his expressionless face, but he thought about it seriously in his heart.

"It is said that the power of faith without purification will force the obsession of the believer into the consciousness of the absorber. Could it be that Tishachar’s madness is because her believers firmly believe that she is the supreme goddess, following the "obsession" Invaded, her own thoughts were gradually "assimilated" by believers, and now she really thinks she is an invincible goddess?"

Punk thinks this is the most reasonable inference so far, and it can also perfectly explain why the Tishachal Church is rapidly changing from the beginning to the city’s unscrupulous change. www.novelmtl.com~ Maybe it’s because of the original reason and intelligence. Tishachar was eroded by the power of crazy and filthy faith, and now he has almost completely turned into a lunatic!

The punk face deeply picked up the broken statue on the ground, feeling a little bit of mad faith remaining in it. He was once again delighted that he was walking on a firm path of the mage. The power of faith looked like that. The priesthood dedicated to brainwashing is comparable.

But now he is very interested in the secret of Tishachar, because that secret is probably a precious legendary magical equipment, which can help a formal-level creature to forcibly absorb faith, even if it does not have the purification ability of the priesthood, that equipment In other words, the lowest level of a certain secret will be legendary, and it must have many powerful functions and reference values.

　　 But...

　　 "This thing has to involve one or two "dead ghosts", a fourteenth-level official mage with legendary equipment, even if the opponent is a lunatic with no wisdom, it is definitely not easy to deal with"!

　　Punk threw away the statue that had turned into ordinary rocks, turned and walked outside the cave.

　　 He knew how big a risk this matter would take, not to mention how powerful a fourteenth-level mage was, he said that the unknown ability of that legendary equipment was enough to discourage many people.

　　 But punk doesn't believe how much the enemy can exert the power of the treasure in his hand, otherwise Tishachar would have ruled the city of Dolez a long time ago. Where does he need to dig a hole in the dark like a mouse?

　　 "So now as long as two official-level "good friends" form a group to "open the black", the rest... is for wealth and wealth insurance!"

　　Punk made up his mind secretly.