The Cardinal Sins Force and Saint Thorn Force that had been holding on bitterly under the influence of the Cardinal Sins Force crumbled completely when the Devil Force, Dawn Force, Plague Force, and Saint Thorn Force were added to the mix.
Devil Force burned everything in an overbearing manner.
Dawn Force was gentle and tenacious, holding everything in.
The 'Power of Plague' was just like its name, infecting everything.
Saint Thorn Force was about giving, using the opponent's energy to give to the opponent, whether it was bestowing or harming.
In the end, all the energies were converted into Origin Force that belonged to Kieran.
The five Origin Forces followed the rules and maintained the balance between each other. Almost at the same time, the five Origin Forces used the external energy as fuel, transferring it to the weak little flame.
The flame flickered for a few times. The flame unconsciously grew bigger and brighter, and the chaotic darkness unconsciously retreated even more.
But!
At the next moment, the counterattack came.
The Chaos in the darkness let out an unknown yet horrifying howl as it charged towards the weak flame, as if it wanted to annihilate the flame in one go.
"Roar!
Go back! "
The scarlet body of lava appeared in front of the flames like a dam, blocking the surging black tide.
A dash of white appeared in the middle of the black tide. Under the sturdy, thick and bright Knight Armor, a loud and firm voice echoed in the chaos.
"Fight, never retreat!"
"Fight, never surrender!"
His voice sounded like a horn, Pride raised his black greatsword high with the black flames around him and slashed at the unusual darkness.
As the two of them exchanged blows, the gentle white and the dark gray suddenly fell down.
The white was filled with the tenacity of life.
The gray was filled with the despair of annihilation.
Both of them were like a storm, smashing holes one after another into the dark chaos.
Tsss!
A melted sound later, the black tide paused for a while before slowly fading away.
All that was left was the bigger and more excited little flame. The various figures from before were gone like phantoms.
"Not at V?"
Kieran who was sensing and controlling everything saw the Spirit attribute in his character window. After a blur, it changed to V-.
It seemed like his Spirit attribute had increased again.
But!
He hadn't reached the point where he could take another step forward.
Besides, the reaction of the Dark Chaos just now clearly told Kieran that with his current V- Spirit level, every time it increased, he would have to face the retaliation of the Dark Chaos, and the corresponding retaliation would be even fiercer.
If it wasn't completely expelled, then it would be completely annihilated?
Mortal enemies!
Involuntarily, Kieran came to this realization.
But he still didn't know what the dark chaos was.
However, he knew that he had to be more careful with every step he took.
If he was not careful, he might lose his life.
He didn't think that he would still be alive after the flame disappeared.
At the same time, another doubt in Kieran's mind grew bigger and bigger.
What were the gods of Naveya?
Although they were called Gods, the difference in strength was too great. According to the ranking system of the city, the true strength of these Gods was around Tier II or Tier IV.
Just like the God of Harvest.
Although the God of Harvest was heavily injured, all kinds of means and methods, even if the God of Harvest was at his peak, in Kieran's point of view, he would only be around Tier IV.
However, given the God of Harvest's current strength, he possessed some Divine abilities.
For example, absorbing faith.
Even though Kieran's Spirit had reached V-, he could barely achieve such an ability.
One needed to know, according to the ranking system of the city, V- was only the first generation divine descendants, and the lower ranks of Tier IV were the second generation, third generation divine descendants, etc.
Given the level of a divine descendant, it was impossible for him to absorb the Power of Faith.
"The hidden secret of the Gods?"
As Kieran muttered to himself, he couldn't help but curl his lips into a grin.
He didn't dislike such a secret.
That was because he knew very well that such a secret would often bring him great benefits.
As for any benefits, Kieran didn't mind.
But that was a matter for the future.
Kieran knew if his plan went smoothly, he would have enough time to find out the truth.
But now?
He could already smell the food.
Beef, potatoes, carrots, and the unique aroma of stew.
Once he thought about how the bread would taste when it was dipped in the rich stew, Kieran couldn't help but stand up and walk outside.
Arya Outpost's meals were simple military meals.
The portions were big and the calories were high.
Other than the special features, the ingredients were fresh.
The beef was delivered by the lords of the plains.
The potatoes and carrots were grown in the military camp.
The bread was also freshly baked from the wheat flour delivered by the mill in the morning.
"Your Majesty."
Roffu, who was the guard outside the wooden hut, bowed when he saw Kieran come out.
Given Kieran's reputation and the fact that he saved his life, the young soldier worshipped Kieran unconditionally and fanatically.
Looking at the pair of eyes, other than Kieran, there was no place for anyone else.
Because of that, Roffu was able to defeat many competitors and become the guard of the outpost.
When Roffu bowed, Kieran clearly felt the joy of the fire in his mind.
The joy made Kieran smile and nod at Roffu.
"Where's lunch?
I'm getting a little impatient. "
Kieran didn't conceal his hunger. It wasn't something shameful, it was something that needed to be concealed.
"Your Majesty, follow me."
The young soldier volunteered to lead the way.
In fact, all Kieran had to do was follow the smell of the food and he would be able to find it.
But he didn't reject the young soldier.
Kieran was quite interested in anything and anyone that could cause the fire in his mind to change.
Soon enough, Kieran noticed something different about the young soldier.
If he remembered correctly, a few days ago, Roffu was still a common soldier, the kind that went through training, had a slightly better body, and had a certain level of skills.
But now, Roffu was obviously different.
His muscles were getting stronger, even with his leather armor, his muscles were bulging. What caught Kieran's attention were his eyes and ears. With every step he took, his eyes would glance over the shadowy areas. Kieran was sure it wasn't an act, Roffu could really see him and his ears were paying attention to any movement within a 30-meter radius.
"Because he's different from a common man, he brought about a different Power of Faith?"
Kieran guessed and asked.
"Roffu, did you notice something different about you recently?"
"Yes, Your Majesty.
"Ever since you saved me, I've changed."
And when I treated you as my only faith in life, my changes grew bigger and bigger. I am grateful for your … gift! "
Roffu said with a fanatical face.
Kieran, on the other hand, hid his awkwardness with a smile.
It seemed like Roffu's talent was triggered by the life and death battle.
Although such a thing was rare, it was not non-existent.
As for gaining power through faith?
There was no such thing.
At least, Kieran couldn't do it now.
Of course, he didn't mind letting others think he could.
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