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Volume 1: Nirvana of the Mountain Village Boy Chapter 982: Faith vs. Death Knell

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    Ragnarok, the end is coming!  The sound of the death knell spread, and countless creatures in the eight wastelands were in a trance for an instant, as if they could see the future, seeing the eight wastelands shattered, countless creatures dead, all saints falling, and the strong withered.  All the uncontrollable sadness and grief.  And near the bell, countless talismans condensed into a figure in black, chanting death funeral songs towards the death bell.  A huge crisis is coming. This is a power comparable to the ancient supreme being, so powerful and terrifying.  Boom!  The death knell pressed down, and everything seemed to be extinguished. Ning Wuque's eyes were cold and stern, and the bright divine light around him rose into the sky.  Boom!  Purple divine light lingered, and in Ning Wuque's body, it seemed as if there were sentient beings praising him. In the endless bright divine light, a perfect body full of infinite power condensed instantly.  The divine brilliance of purple gold and glazed color is constantly flowing on the surface of the body, and one can vaguely see the existence of 129,600 gods in the flesh and blood. It is almost a source of power, capable of giving birth to endless divine power on its own.  One's own strength will never be exhausted, exuding infinite power.  The long purple hair flutters in the wind, and the hair cuts through the void, cutting a crack in the space with a sharp edge, which can cut through the vacuum, and even the hair has terrifying lethality.  The Witch Codex once told Ning Wuque that the power of faith can resist curses.  The power of curse, if it is fundamentally speaking, is the power of the soul. If the power of the soul is strong enough and pays a huge price, everyone can curse.  Even mortals can curse others.  For example, people often say "draw a circle and curse you", which is also a kind of curse.  In fact, only if your heart is full of resentment and you pay the price, you can indeed curse others.  But, this is just a simple curse, a forbidden curse, which requires a heavy price, and this kind of curse.  It is the use of the soul, the curse of the ghost, and the price paid is definitely not small.  To deal with spiritual power, the faith of all living beings is undoubtedly the most powerful means.  Ning Wuque does not practice the way of faith, but the world inside his body has absorbed a large number of gods from the wild world.  Know the source of this power and know how to harness it.  This kind of power only needs to have believers, and the object of belief can ignite the divine fire and create a god, so that this power can be utilized.     Belief?  It would be better to have nothing but no shortage.  The faith of the demon clan and the faith of countless races in the inner world can be said to be comparable to the creation gods of the universe.  As for the divine fire, it means letting your own divine soul.  Create a god, this god.  Worshiped by all beings.  This is not a problem!  In the divine light, a perfect body filled with infinite power was instantly condensed. Purple-gold and glazed divine brilliance continued to flow on the surface of the body, and the gods existing in the flesh and blood could be vaguely seen, exuding infinite power.  The long jet-black hair flutters in the wind, and the hair cuts through the void, cutting a crack in the space with a sharp edge, which can cut through the vacuum, and even the hair has terrifying lethality.  "Clang, clank!" A vast purple light rose into the sky, competing with the death knell. If you look closely, you can see that the death knell emits gray gas, which collides with the light of faith emanating from the gods.  The curse of the death knell is also the curse of all living beings, and Ning Wuque¡¯s faith is also the faith of all living beings.  This is like the two sides of yin and yang, they are extreme to each other, but they restrict and compete with each other.  This is also the reason why faith can restrain curses.  If curse is yin, faith is yang!  The spear in the god's hand was raised straight up, pointing at the huge ancient bell that had appeared in front of him. Within the body, 129,600 gods recited their faith, spouting out infinite power, and poured it into the spear.  "Bang!" The spear seemed to be swung out in the void extremely slowly, but in an instant it hit the ancient bell heavily.  With just one blow, the ancient bell made a terrifying roar and exploded with curse power. The surrounding void suddenly collapsed, and the force exploded and the spear collapsed.  Ning Wuque did not panic, and retracted his arm along with the power that had erupted from the ancient clock. Then, the second blow was fired again. This blow seemed unusually restrained, as if it were simple and unpretentious. Wherever it passed, there was no void.  It didn't shatter at all, just a simple bombardment on the ancient clock.  "Crack!" The ancient bell chimed again, and the war spear collapsed, but a terrifying crack appeared strangely on the bell.  The old man's eyelids twitched, and gray light fell from his hands, pouring into the death knell. The death knell buzzed and vibrated, and the majestic power of suppression appeared again. The breath of terror and the power of death covered the sky.  "Bang!"Wu Que blasted out again. With this blow, the entire spear seemed to suddenly come to life. Countless figures appeared on the surface of the spear, and they uttered a mighty hymn and hit the ancient bell again.  Space is collapsing at the tip of the spear, and time is passing.  This time, the power erupted from the spear inevitably shattered the space where it collided.  And on the ancient clock, cracks quickly covered the entire clock body at an astonishing speed, and then suddenly shattered into billions of fragments, shooting out in all directions, and completely exploded.  Wherever he went, hundreds of thousands of miles of battlefields fell into the mighty power of Ragnarok.  The void collapsed and the stars shattered.  The space is collapsing in a terrible way.  In the void, countless scenes of Ragnarok emerged, including gods with broken wings and gods of war with broken arms.  Broken sword, incomplete divine body.  With the aura of doom, everything will be annihilated.  After a long time, it calmed down.  Ning Wuque is still standing, with purple light shining all over his body. On the opposite side, the old man shows a solemn expression, and in his palm, the gray death knell gradually condenses.  Unlike the entity of the Chaos Clock, the Death Knell is made up of curses. Between the virtual and the real, it can be controlled by the user. In other words, the Death Knell cannot be broken or destroyed at all.  As long as there is a death knell in the heart, then this bell exists.  "Very good!" The old man held the death knell in his hand, gray gas spread out from his body, his body was decaying, and a thick curse spread.  In the end, the old man's body completely dissipated, leaving only a cloud of gray mist surrounding the death knell. In the gray mist, stood a figure, blurry and invisible, with only a pair of bloody eyes, cold and terrifying.  In the coquettish blood-red eyes, like the indifferent heaven, shining with crystal blood light, there is endless pressure, scanning past.  The old man's curse went to the extreme, not only casting the curse, but also refining himself into a curse. It can be said that in order to withstand the power of the curse, his body has already decayed. In fact, unless he has an immortal body, he cannot withstand this at all.  A curse.  With only the soul still alive, not everyone can bear the power of the forbidden curse, and a price must be paid.  This is one of the prices the old man pays.
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