On a giant floating ship.
In a secret cabin.
Grimm and Alice sat opposite each other. There was only a wooden statue the size of a palm on the simple wooden table. At this moment, red ropes were entwined around the wooden statue in a strange way.
The red string looked very ordinary, as if it was just an ordinary object. However, it was overflowing with a strange wave of sorcery, completely sealing the mysterious aura within the wooden statue of the deity.
This seemed to be some kind of strange sealing technique!
It was only because it was made of such ordinary red ropes that Grimm felt that it was strange and unfathomable.
"What's so strange about that?" Alice seemed to have noticed Grimm's surprise. She pursed her lips and said with a malicious smile, "The materials used by ancient Wizards to cast spells were always junk, stones, mud, bones, plant sap, and the like. The spells that they casually cast can use the power of laws to pry open the laws of the plane. They don't need to rely on powerful spell ingredients like the rookie Magi of today to enhance the effects of their spells. "
"Ugh …" Grimm was speechless. "Why do I feel like I'm one of the rookie Wizards you're talking about?"
"You're much better than them!" Alice said with a faint smile. "Back then, if I hadn't been knocked unconscious by your strange spell, I wouldn't have been so unlucky to fall into your hands …"
After saying this, her eyebrows were full of sorrow!
Grimm rolled his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "Didn't you ask me to investigate the mysteries of this statue today? Why are you talking about the past for no reason … "
To be honest, the process of him defeating Alice back then was not that glorious. There was no lack of 'tragic memories' of him being chased by Alice. Therefore, Grimm felt an itch all over his body when he thought about it. He wanted to directly erase it from his memory.
Although Alice had been through a lot of hardships and pressure, she had become a lot more mature and experienced. But the sly and mischievous taste in her bones was still there. She could not help but want to settle old scores with Grimm whenever she had the chance.
Seeing Grim's helpless expression, Alice finally let him go and warned him 'sternly'.
"I'll unseal this statue later … If I make any mistakes, I might alert the legendary God of Moonlight …"
Hearing this, even Grimm's expression turned solemn.
The word 'God' was a huge taboo for wizards.
There were no gods in the Sorcerer World, and no gods were allowed to appear.
What Magi worshipped was knowledge, ability, and a calm and wise mind!
Once a believer knelt before a god, it meant that he had voluntarily handed over control of his consciousness. From now on, all of his actions, all of his thoughts, had to be measured by the will of the gods.
And he himself had become a continuation of the Will of the God, a carrier, or to put it simply, a puppet!
Sorcerers are not suited for faith!
If there was a need, it could only be knowledge!
Once they lost their foothold, they would lose the meaning and independence of their existence.
Therefore, in the Sorcerer World, there had always been a clear distinction between individual worship and faith. Once a wizard crossed this boundary, he would immediately become the public enemy of the entire Sorcerer community.
However, rejecting faith was one thing. Many Sorcerers were curious about the power of faith, which was a completely different kind of mysterious power. They had conducted in-depth and extensive research on it, and had a preliminary understanding of its power attributes and characteristics.
First of all, the formation of faith relied on strong psychological suggestions.
The gods would find ways to root the core rules of their divine domain into the minds of their believers, and through specific actions, speech, or rituals, the believers would repeatedly strengthen the psychological suggestions, thus forming a psychological dependence. This would cause the believers to regard the core rules of the gods as a supreme goal to achieve the meaning of their lives.
And in this process of spiritual interaction, the pure and persistent soul consciousness would stimulate a strange spiritual power, thus forming the power of faith. Therefore, from the analysis of the origin of magic, the power of faith should belong to the category of extraordinary psychic powers.
If one looked at the problem from the narrow perspective of the psychic, it seemed that the evil mind flayer and the infamous Brain Eater of the Multiverse were the same 'brothers' of the same sect. The only difference was that one of them was completely naked, devouring the brains of other living beings without any concealment to replenish its own power. The other just made the process very long, treating the believers as their own flock and source of power. They beautified the process of devouring infinitely, making it seem very grand.
But what was the difference between the two when one cut open the hypocritical surface?
And what made the wizards most despise the gods was the attitude and way they treated their believers.
Various studies had fully demonstrated that only the ignorant and weak intelligent races were the best source of the power of faith. Therefore, in order to maintain the purity of the believers, the kingdoms and territories controlled by the gods rejected the development of technology and civilization.
For thousands of years, the gods had made full use of the contradictions and conflicts of interests between kings and nobles, between nobles and nobles, and between nobles and commoners to create all kinds of social unrest and armed conflicts. And living beings who had always lived in such conflicts and hardships would entrust everything to the illusory piety of faith.
Therefore, the massive and endless power of faith became the source of strength for the gods to continue to grow. But in this way, whether it was the gods at the top of the food chain or the farmers at the bottom, they were two grasshoppers tied to this chain of faith. It was just that one was powerful and the other was weak.
Unfortunately, no matter how great the disparity in strength was, they had all become parasites of the laws of the plane.
The gods collected the power of faith and used part of the laws of the plane they controlled to transform this power of faith into more condensed divine power, thus becoming powerful shepherds who stood proudly at the peak of the plane.
The plane was their pasture, the believers of wisdom were their cattle and sheep, and the statue on the wooden table before them was a tool for the ignorant cattle and sheep to communicate with their master!
As for Grim and Alice, they might be powerful figures in front of the 'cattle and sheep', but in the eyes of the gods, they were just two slightly stronger cattle and sheep or ants.
Therefore, they had to be very careful with any actions against the gods.
According to some books on witchcraft, when the name or divine title of a powerful god was mentioned in the plane, it would unknowingly trigger the laws of the plane, causing the god to have a vague feeling. If the god also had the divine title of prophecy, they could even use this vague feeling to calculate the cause and effect of the whole thing, as well as the countless possibilities in the future …
Fortunately, the Goddess of Moonlight Mivi they were dealing with this time was not bad at prophecy. Otherwise, Alice would not have dared to try to analyze the statue that contained the aura of her faith in the plane of Faern.
Seeing how eager Alice was, Grim scratched his head and said, "What do you want me to do by calling me here? I don't know anything about the power of faith, so I'm afraid I can't help you much! "
Alice smiled. "I didn't call you here for you to do anything. I just want you to sit at the side and watch me do it quietly."
"And then?"
"You're the calmest and most intelligent Magus I've ever met. You can make your own judgement, and if there's anything wrong with the unsealing ceremony or the investigation process, immediately destroy this statue without hesitation. I'm worried … I won't be able to destroy this statue by then … "
Grim nodded in understanding.
It turned out that Alice had called him over to act as a supervisor. If Alice's actions were to offend the Goddess of Moonlight, she would naturally have the means to strangle a small fry like her to death. At that time, it would be time for Grim to save her life!
Of course, this was just a Magus's instinct to be cautious.
The Goddess of Moonlight was such a high and mighty god. If there was no special reason or provocation, it would be very difficult to attract her attention. Therefore, when Alice said those words to Grim, the two of them didn't really think that such a thing would happen. They were still very relaxed.
Seeing Alice's slender white fingers lightly touch the red string on the statue and untie it in a certain order, Grim smiled and communicated with the A.I. Chip in his mind.
"A.I. Chip, observe and record Alice's every move. If there's anything wrong, immediately take measures to intervene …"
[Beep. Command received, recording in progress …]
Following the nimble movements of Alice's slender fingers, the red string sealing the wooden statue was finally completely untied.
With a flick of his finger, a strange, gentle, and serene power spread out from the statue. This simple and crude statue, which was originally carved from ordinary oak, strangely came to life.
The originally crude and crude face of the statue, which only had simple eyes and nose, began to stretch and change. The grain of the wood became smooth and clean, and the slightly protruding nose suddenly became straight and elegant. What was even more frightening was that the eyelashes of the closed eyes of the statue began to flicker, as if they were about to open at any moment.
[Beep. Detected the appearance of a mysterious force, originating from within a divine item … Detected the appearance of a small-scale spatial collapse. Mysterious spatial passageway is forming …]
A series of red alarms sounded in Grim's mind. He looked around and immediately saw Alice staring at the wooden statue in a daze, as if she did not sense the approaching danger.
Spatial passageway?
What was that damned Goddess of Moonlight trying to send over?
Even if it was only a small-scale spatial collapse, the force transmitted was not something that Grim and Alice could withstand.
Hence, Grim did not hesitate to raise his right hand and fiercely punch the wooden statue.
The violent and ferocious force of flames exploded, and the wooden statue that only had half its eyes opened was instantly torn into pieces. The strange force also disappeared at the same time.
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