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Volume 5: First Dust Chapter 278: Belief System

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    "Danger" Being stared at by the young man in green robes, an unparalleled pressure seemed to suddenly press on his soul. Nangong Yan's hair went numb, and he felt that his whole body was stiff and unable to move. He was horrified in his heart: "How is this possible?" As a disaster  The apostle of the goddess, she is also the top among the many apostles of the goddess of disaster. She is confident that even if she meets a demigod, she can fight with the magic given by the goddess of disaster.  Demigods In Beihai, every demigod is an ancestor of one party and will not easily leave the place where they live. They usually hide in retreats to understand the way of the true god.  Such an existence is already a legend. Among the apostles of the Goddess of Disaster, there is only one powerful apostle who received the grace of the Goddess of Disaster and became a demigod. She was lucky enough to meet this one. However, this young man in green robe gave Nangong Yan the feeling.  Even more terrifying than a demigod. At first glance, those dark eyes seemed like an endless ocean. She felt that her soul was in this endless ocean, as if she was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate herself.  This kind of pressure caused a kind of fear in the depths of her soul, fear of the "True God". The identity of this green-robed young man was definitely a True God, or higher than a True God. Almost the next moment, Nangong Yan involuntarily knelt down on one knee.  "Nangong Yan, the Third Class Divine Messenger of Disaster, comes to see His Highness, may His Highness live a long life" "Huh?" Jun Wuming looked at Nangong Yan with some strangeness as he bowed on one knee, thinking slightly, and a powerful divine thought moved in his heart and swept over Nangong Yan.  .  Nangong Yan's face changed, and she instantly became a little blushing. At this moment, she seemed to feel that she was standing in the ice and snow, and a gaze that pierced through the soul swept across her. Although it was through her clothes, it seemed to go straight to the bottom of her heart and pierce through it.  All her secrets.  "So that's it." Jun Wuming peeked at a ray of Nangong Yan's memory, and instantly understood a lot. It turned out that among the thousands of island states, the majesty of the divine residence was somewhat greater than that of the northern continent. Although these gods of faith are powerful  The research is not as good as the gods on the mainland, but in terms of etiquette, as well as the exploration of divine grace and divine punishment, there is already a relatively complete model.  "What a pity?" Jun Wuming shook his head, with some disdain in his heart. Most of these overseas gods only paid attention to superficial skills and did not really explore a feasible belief system, so the use of belief was still primitive.  But Jun Wuming did not dare to underestimate them. Now the seeds of the belief system have begun to sprout. I believe that after a period of time, these belief gods will truly develop a true belief system from the outside to the inside.  At that time, once the belief system is completed, I am afraid that the use of the power of belief will be several times greater. For example, before the belief system is complete, among a hundred ordinary people, no matter how hard the gods work, they will only be able to use it at most.  It can recruit about ten believers, and a complete belief system greatly increases the temptation for believers. This is equivalent to adding a layer of temptation aura to the god's body, and a belief system basically lasts for a long time. This  The temptation for mortals will become great.  One hundred mortals, I am afraid that not only can they recruit ten believers, but it is also possible that one hundred mortals can become believers.  To use an extremely simple analogy, similar to the development of some myths on the Blue Star in Jun Wuming's previous life, gods without a belief system are like the gods of faith in the primitive era of ignorance. Such gods only know how to extract brutally, and most of them are simple.  Use coercion and inducement to achieve the purpose of extracting faith.  The gods with belief systems are like the gods with churches in the later period. These gods have established a complete set of rewards for good and punishment for evil, and even the beliefs of living beings after death are taken into account. Under such a system, the glory of the gods has great influence on the people.  The allure of creatures has increased exponentially.  This system has reached a standard of truth, and creatures cannot reject the truth because it is right, useful, and has no harm in sight.  A complete belief system, born for belief in gods, is almost as good as a divine code of heavenly power. Not only can it collect beliefs more efficiently and quickly, but the use of the power of belief will also truly complete the transformation from quantitative change to qualitative change.  This is not good news for Jun Wuming. Once the belief system is perfected, it is almost certain that the strength of these gods will increase greatly.  "We must find a way to suppress or recover all these gods before they have perfected their belief system." Jun Wuming's eyes flashed, and Jun Wuming's eyes gradually moved away from Nangong Yan. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? but the terrifying gaze moved away, and Nangong Yan breathed a sigh of relief.  This kind of gaze was too much pressure for her. She felt that her soul might be crushed if she was commented on for another moment.  "What a terrifying power, I'm afraid this young man below the Goddess Temple is also" Vaguely, Nangong Yan felt deep in her heartHe came up with such an idea, then his face turned pale, and he quickly killed the idea. This is blasphemy to the God's mansion and will be punished by being burned at the stake. "Your Majesty, this is" At this time, the old emperor was also waiting for Zhang Jing and Zhang Haoran.  Reacting to the sudden deterioration of people, he raised his head and saw Nangong Yan kneeling down, and his mouth opened wide for a moment.  He knows Nangong Yan¡¯s identity clearly, the Disaster God Envoy and the top apostle of the Disaster Goddess.  With such an identity, she will be treated politely wherever she goes, because she represents the majesty of the goddess of disaster, and she does not need to kneel down even when she meets the emperor of a powerful dynasty like Wu.  However, in front of this young man in green robe, he knelt down on one knee, looking like he was dripping with cold sweat. He was obviously very scared.  This is why the old emperor is not curious and surprised.  "He" Zhang Jing was a little hesitant when he heard this. She raised her head and looked at the green-robed young man with a complicated look in her eyes.  Others don¡¯t know Jun Wuming¡¯s identity, so why doesn¡¯t she know it? This young man even suppressed the God of Storms with one palm. How dare a mere apostle of the Goddess of Disaster dare to be so presumptuous in front of him? I¡¯m afraid the Goddess of Disaster has come in person.  I have to pay homage. This is a god king, the king of gods. "Perhaps, following him is indeed a good choice" Such thoughts flashed in Zhang Jing's mind while staring, but disappeared in her mind in an instant.  She is born with a love for freedom and does not want to be restrained. The innate wind spirit body not only makes her talented, but also gives her the free wind soul that she loves.  This kind of restraint is a huge burden for her. If it were not for her brother and Wu Guo, she would rather die than accept this kind of restraint.  She knew this very well in her heart, and Jun Wuming also knew it. "Kill." "Come on, kill as close as the Dragon Court." At this moment, outside the Dragon Court, a large wave of Yulin troops rushed in, each with an astonishing evil aura.  A cold light flashed through, and the soldiers guarding outside the palace fell into a pool of blood one by one.  The eldest prince led a large group of Yulin troops and rushed in. "Haha, father, you can truly abdicate now." The eldest prince's face was full of excitement. With a golden sword on his waist, he walked in from outside the hall with a swift and tiger pace.  There was a trace of bright red blood on the cloak.  After being knocked away by Nangong Yan, he simply did not come back. Instead, he went straight to the place he had agreed with a few of his confidants, launched a palace coup, and led the Yulin army to kill him.  He didn't believe that Nangong Yan would still have a choice when the time came. "Hey, you guys" At this moment, the eldest prince saw the cold-faced Zhang Jing and the angry Zhang Haoran beside the old emperor.  Shrink tightly.  "Why are you here? Didn't you go to sea?" The eldest prince looked furious, with a trace of disbelief on his face.  "Hmph" Zhang Jing snorted coldly, not looking at the eldest prince, but looking at the young man in green robe.  There are tens of thousands of Yulin troops in the palace. Only this guy who has been enjoying himself in front of him can really deal with so many people.  Seeing Zhang Jing looking at him, Jun Wuming smiled lazily and gave up his plan to continue watching the show. He glanced at the eldest prince who was staring at Zhang Jing and Zhang Haoran's expression was changing.  An invisible force in the palm of his hand pressed in the void, and the eldest prince was instantly dragged by a force to come towards him.  "Ah" The eldest prince's body was suddenly pulled. He looked confused for a moment, and then he suddenly became panicked. While struggling, he started shouting loudly.  "Ah, who are you and what are you doing?" "Stop" Next to the eldest prince, the faces of several leaders of the Yulin Army changed. They all looked over their heads and looked at the inconspicuous young man in green robes and shouted loudly, waving their hands.  The sword rushed forward.  ¡°Get away¡± Jun Wuming snorted coldly, flicked his broad robe sleeves, and an invisible force came from the sleeves, flying several soldiers who rushed up to him several feet away, and threw them out of the hall.  At the same time, a hand from deep inside grabbed the eldest prince in front of his eyes, looking at Zhang Jing.  "Is this guy alive or dead?"
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