Augustus lowered his right hand that was covering his eyes and said solemnly, "The Lord has heard our prayers and granted us divine power so that we can spread his glory and preach his path."
"This is the best compliment for our piety!"
As he spoke loudly, the milky light around him turned into golden sunlight and surged in all directions like waves, drowning Harold, Myrna, and the other dwarfs.
Harold immediately felt that his strength had been improved again. He was excited and full of the desire for battle. He was not scared of desperation or pain at all!
It was the feeling of a real warrior!
It was' Battle Tide ', a level-five divine power, and also the best that Augustus could achieve right now!
At this moment, the worries and the sense of danger in Augustus' heart were completely gone. The great God of Steam could grant divine power, but it was only because he liked the mysteries of steam and machines more. Therefore, he smiled and said solemnly, "I've listened to the teachings of the Lord and understood that steam and machines contain the deepest and greatest secrets of the world. If we can master them, we will have the power that surpasses divine power, like the weapons of the Eternal Blaze type."
"The Lord tells us that divine power is only a temporary weapon to protect ourselves at a certain stage in our journey, and it is not the real thing that we rely on to survive and preach His way. After this stage, we will naturally put down divine power and devote ourselves to steam and machinery, uncover their mysteries, and obtain the real power that we can master with our own efforts. Only in this way can we build Atlantis on the ground."
Harold, Myrna, and the rest of the core dwarves said loudly, "The great God of Steam, you love us as if you have the highest power in your hands. We are willing to rebuild the glorious steam civilization under your protection! "
Augustus hesitated for a moment, but when he thought of the sacred air and the marvelous divine power, he still said solemnly, "You will pray in front of the sacred items in turn. The Lord will grant divine power to those of you who are devout."
What?
Really?
The ecstasy hit the hearts of Harold, Myrna and the other dwarves again. After witnessing what happened just now, they thought that it was a divine grace from the Lord for the Chief Elder, and they, who were slightly shaken in their hearts, would have to wait for a longer time to regain the divine power with practical actions.
They did not expect that the great God of Steam would grant them divine spells without any qualms!
"You are the embodiment of virtue, teaching us the truth of forgiveness."
Harold and the other dwarves covered their eyes with their right hands again and prayed sincerely. They felt that their spirits were empty, and their faith was even more pious. Tears of joy were flowing out of their eyes.
Then, Harold came to the silver "nuclear bomb" holy relic and recited the content of the Mechanical Apocalypse.
The noises around disappeared. Myrna and the other dwarves looked at Harold attentively and expectantly. Would the Lord bless them?
Suddenly, the silvery-white holy artifact shot out a bright and clear light again. When the light shone on Harold, it was as if he was covered in a holy coat, making him look like an "angel" of the Saint Truth Church.
He really did bestow a divine spell!
Myrna and the other dwarves were thrilled. They had witnessed a miracle and witnessed the Lord's favor to the dwarves!
Harold's air grew quickly and did not stop until it reached the level of a bishop.
Seeing this, Augustus secretly let out a sigh of relief. According to the standards of the divine realm, he was a level-five bishop, and Harold was a level-three bishop. He was still the leader of the night dwarves and the archbishop of the Church of Steam!
After that, the dwarves came to the holy item one by one in order to pray. However, not everyone could get the seed of faith and grow the Heart of Faith. Only seven or eight dwarves, including Myrna, were given divine spells. Similarly, only Myrna and Quiggins were able to become level three bishops like Harold.
But at this moment, the other dwarves did not complain, because those who were granted divine spells were the most devout believers, who became leaders based on their "piety". After they became leaders, even if they were not so devout, they had to pretend to be devout. Otherwise, how could they command their subordinates?
After the ceremony, Archbishop Augustus stood before the holy artifact again and said solemnly, "Divine spells contradict our goal of building Atlantis on the ground. Therefore, the Lord asked us not to flaunt it, or we would be easily lost in the power. He warned us to keep the secret and only show it to the devout believers. Whoever tells outsiders or performs divine spells in front of outsiders will have their power taken away and become sinners!"
In fact, he did not quite understand why the great God of Steam gave such an oracle, but after experiencing the miracle and receiving the divine spell, he did not dare to question it at all.
Harold, Myrna, Quiggins and the other dwarves did not dare to question it either. They all covered their eyes with their right hand and said, "We will follow your orders.
"I will follow your teachings. You are the master of life and death, the king of kings, the god of gods."
The ivory brilliance around the silver "holy artifact" gradually dimmed. If an archmage or a legend were here, they would be able to see a vast universe vaguely in the light, in which the stars were emitting brilliance in different colors.
Inside the Atomic Universe …
Lucien floated on a relatively stable planet of silicon elements. Before him was an altar that had been deployed with complicated magic patterns. On the altar, there was a statue of a bald dwarf.
The statue was made of hand-polished metal parts that emitted cold and mysterious colors. The head of the statue was painted with dark green, mysterious patterns that seemed to be emitting spiritual electromagnetic waves.
The sacred and solemn ivory brilliance gathered from the void and entangled the statue. They flew in and out and gradually melted, constituting a unique feeling of vastness and transcendence.
As for the light spots that had yet to merge, they were like little angels dancing in the air. If one listened attentively, they could faintly hear different prayers, praises, and praises. They created an ethereal and holy atmosphere around them.
The power of divine power flowed out of the statue and fed back into the altar, which then absorbed the magic power from the altar to maintain it. Divine power and magic were unprecedentedly harmonious under such circumstances!
"It's a pity that the heart of faith is contradictory to the cognitive world, or we would've been able to perform divine power without the assistance of objects." Four people were floating next to Lucien. They were Douglas, Fernando, Hathaway, and Natasha. It was exactly Douglas who made the remark.
Sorcerers could also build their cognitive world with part of their faith as the basis, just like Artil. When his cognitive world collapsed, his head would not explode but he would be swallowed by the holy light. However, it did not mean that he could perform divine spells, unless he completely modified his cognitive world and solidified it into a heart of faith. By the same logic, except for the demigods in the superposition state, no clerics could build their cognitive world and perform magic with a heart of faith.
Lucien nodded his head slightly. "Even the foundations are different. One is built with the nature and mysteries of the world and mainly based on one's own cognition, while the other is built with the gods that one believes in, which will lead to the loss of part of one's self. In this experiment, I hope that we can explore the details of the mysteries of false gods, unlike before when we only had general speculations but no real progress. "
It was the path of gods that had been improved by Thanos, Viken, and the rest of them. It was greatly different from the false gods such as the Dark Dragon God that they captured earlier who advanced through primitive methods, and it could reflect the nature of gods better.
"Existence is reason. Whether or not we are willing to admit it, and whether or not we want to walk on that path, the existence of 'gods' indicates a certain aspect of the nature of the world. Therefore, we cannot avoid it but have to face it head-on. The real determined arcanists will not deviate from their beliefs because of the mysteries of gods. Lucien, your studies in that regard are very valuable." Douglas was quite broad-minded about that.
Lucien smiled. "I hope that Mr. President, my teacher, and Granny Hathaway can keep it a secret for me. I'm worried that the other members of the Highest Council will suspect my intentions when we keep the methods of becoming demigods a secret. Let's not announce it until we have certain results."
He was reporting it to the few grand arcanists first.
"Why are you being so mysterious? I don't know what you're thinking." Fernando glared at Lucien. In his eyes, such a reason was too far-fetched, but he did not expose Lucien but planned to see his real thoughts in the future.
Hathaway took out her magic notebook and studied the problems left by the past based on the altar and the special divine power item (statue). "You can only grant divine power to ten dwarves?"
"The power of faith that I accumulated in the past has mostly disappeared. Right now, the power of the statue is not enough to grant divine power to more than five people, nor can it reach the middle rank. Thankfully, I redeemed a few middle- and senior-rank divine power items from the Saint Truth, the Church of Mother Earth, and the Church of the God of Craftsmen when I made the statue. As a result, the statue is already equipped with powerful divine power. That's why it's as effective as it is right now. However, that's the best I can do for now." Lucien explained in detail.
After Douglas, Fernando, and Hathaway collected the first-hand files and left, Natasha looked at the dwarf statue curiously. "I never knew that you had such a serious aesthetic problem. You like bald heads with patterns …"
As for the dwarves, she could understand it. After all, this statue was aimed at the God of Steam of the dwarves.
Lucien chuckled. "The name of this dwarf statue is' Yuri '."
"Yuri … What's the connection?" Natasha asked in confusion.
… …
In the Tower …
Sitting alone in her personal library, Samantha looked at the air before her in silence. She seemed to be hearing low and roaring voices echoing in her ears.
"Maybe there's something wrong with determinism. Some processes are probabilistic and irreversible …"
"Determinism must die …"
For a while, those words haunted her like a nightmare, making her hesitant, confused, and frustrated. What was more terrifying was that some of the experiments that she had completed so far seemed to indicate the uncertainties and probabilities of microscopic particles.
She raised her hand and pressed her forehead, saying in a low voice, "Arcana requires life, so determinism must die?"
Her voice was full of bitterness and resistance.
Dong, dong, dong. She heard a series of hasty footsteps outside. So, she opened the door, only to see that many sorcerers of the Tower were gathering in a certain room.
"What's wrong?" Samantha saw her good friend, Rachel.
Rachel looked confused and painful. "Havin committed suicide …"
"Suicide?" Asked Samantha in surprise. Suicide? Not death by exploding his head, but by suicide?
So far, there were not enough important experiments to prove the uncertainties and probabilities. All the thought experiments could not refute them. Therefore, even though Havin was a firm supporter of determinism, the stability of his cognitive world would not be affected.
At the same time, this also gave them enough time to prepare.
"Maybe the development of arcana made him desperate …" Said Rachel in a low voice.
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