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The most famous disaster in Egypt: the mirage!
It was not a natural phenomenon caused by the light. To the whole of Egypt, the mirage was the same as Osiris's army descending upon the mundane world once again. Blood would soar into the sky, and corpses would be scattered across the place!
The old herdsman had learned a thing or two about it. He had read about it in some books. For some reason, he felt like the story was quite real, as if there really was a Qiqige who had used her body to melt the snow.
"So, what do you think? Khonsu or your Qiqige is more memorable?" the young man asked with a smile.
"Well … I think our Qiqige is more impressive," the old herdsman said.
"HAHAHA, but your Qiqige is only widely known in your little area, but Khonsu has been synonymous with the evilest woman in Egypt for many centuries! The truth is, they are both widely known, but the evildoers are usually remembered for a longer time. By the way, do you know about the power of faith? "the young man seemed to enjoy chatting with the old herdsman.
The old herdsman nodded. He was obviously not an ignorant old man.
"There are many different gods. The more believers there are in the human world, the more devout they are, and the more powerful their divine power is. Therefore, in earlier times, many gods were willing to do something meaningful for humans so that they could gain more divine power from people's faith. Among them, reverence for God, loyalty to God, and worship God will all transform into the power of faith and float into the God Realm, strengthening God, "the young man continued.
"Yes, we believe in that too," the old herdsman said.
"But do you know the other half of the power of faith that hasn't been spread widely?" the young man asked.
"The other half?" the old herdsman was even more confused.
"Since respect, loyalty, and worship can bestow the God with the power of faith, then when people despise, hate, and loathe a certain Devil Spirit, won't the power of resentment also bestow the Devil Spirit with unparalleled evil power?" the young man asked.
The old herdsman was startled. He did not know how to answer the question. [Love ↑ go △ little ↓ say △ w]
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That's right, since the devout faith of the people could bestow greater power to the gods, wouldn't the hatred and anger of the people also strengthen the evil power of the evil gods??
"So, do you think there are more people like Qiqige or Khonsu in the world?" the young man asked.
The old herdsman was left speechless once again.
The truth was, there were indeed more people like Khonsu. It was human nature!
"Let's say the gods are divided into good and evil. According to the power of faith, the evil gods are more powerful than the good gods! "The young man continued." That's right.
"I can't refute your logic," the old herdsman said.
"Of course, the truth is," the young man said proudly.
"I don't understand. How do you know all this? A kid your age shouldn't be able to understand it, right?" the old herdsman asked in confusion.
"How do I know all this?" The young man suddenly burst out laughing. He patted the old herdsman on the shoulder and said, "Old man, it's because we are the believers of the evil gods. The more the people despise our churches, the more they hate our members, and the more they hate the evil gods that we believe in, the stronger we will become!"
The old herdsman looked at the young man in astonishment. He was stunned for a while before he said, "Kid, I think you're wrong. It's not what you think."
"The leaders have come up with countless utopias and stories similar to Qiqige's to stop people from revealing their true nature, so they can suppress the power of the evil gods. But can a person really not be disgusted, resentful, and angry? After experiencing injustice, after experiencing neglect, after experiencing torture, can a person really not have the slightest bit of negative thoughts? "The young man asked.
"It's possible, kid. There are many kind and pure people like Qiqige," the old herdsman felt that his words were too weak.
"Sure, why don't we make a bet?" the young man said.
"A bet? What kind of bet? "the old herdsman asked in confusion.
"This is your hometown, right? We just passed by your house. We saw your daughter, your wife, and your mother, who is over eighty years old but is still healthy. She gave me a grass ring that she made herself, right?" the young man said.
"Yes, my mother likes you a lot. She said you have a pair of beautiful purple eyes, like the eyes of an elf," the old herdsman said.
"Your neighbors are very kind. I've met them before. They are optimistic and hospitable even though they are poor, right?" the young man said.
"Yes, they are good neighbors," the old herdsman said.
"The people of the grassland are kind and passionate because of the legends about Qiqige. They treat people with kindness and respect. It's a commendable tribe," the young man said.
"Of course, our Qiqige Tribe has a great reputation, even in the outside world," the old herdsman said proudly.
The young man turned around and glanced at the beautiful woman in the short qipao. He smiled when he saw that she was ready, "Shall we use this as the bet?"
"I don't understand what you mean," the old herdsman said.
"If you don't resent me, don't hate me, don't loathe me, you win. If you win, I'll give up my identity as a Red Cardinal. I swear to you that I'll be a good person like Qiqige! " The young man smiled. That smile was like a spring breeze, but his entire face hid an endless amount of falsehood and evilness!
"Why would I do that to you? Even though your thoughts are strange, you are still a polite kid …" the old herdsman was still confused.
"Being polite is part of my nature, but doing evil is part of my nature," the young man said.
"You're such a strange kid." The old herdsman shook his head helplessly. He realized that he was unable to win an argument against the young man. The young man's logic and knowledge were a lot better than the old herdsman's.
The old herdsman turned around and glanced at the beautiful woman in the qipao. He asked, "Aren't you going to say something about your brother? He's always thinking about bad things."
"You've misunderstood, he's not my brother. He's my master … Well, it's just like Khonsu and her pet. I'm his little slave, "the beautiful woman in the cheongsam said with a gentle smile.
"This …" The old herdsman was left speechless. He was about to say something when he saw the woman in the cheongsam pointing her finger at the statue and destroying it!
The white Qiqige statue immediately turned into dust. Some of the dust scattered in the air, while others scattered on the grass. The old herdsman was infuriated when he saw the woman's rude behavior.
"What are you doing!?" the old herdsman yelled.
"I'm setting up the coordinates here," the woman said matter-of-factly.
"Old man, are you mad just because of that? You've already lost the bet," the young man said.
"I'm not mad. We can rebuild the statue, but you shouldn't have done it. It's disrespectful … what are you holding?" the old herdsman said.
The beautiful woman in the cheongsam raised a long, narrow, delicate, and artistic triangular caltrop utensil in her hand and said softly, "Are you asking about this?"
"Yes," the old herdsman said.
"It's a piece of treasure," the young man said. "Salan and I spent a lot of effort to steal the most important part of it from the Temple of God in New York. Do you remember the Triangular Dimensional Mirror that I told you about? "
"I do, but wasn't it destroyed by the lightning?" the old herdsman said.
"Oh, that's not the real Triangular Dimensional Mirror. Khonsu's Triangular Dimensional Mirror is just an imitation. Its only function is to scatter light. It can only be called the Triangular Chaos Mirror. The Triangular Chaos Mirror fell into Egypt and was collected by Khonsu. The one we are holding is the real Triangle Dimensional Mirror. You will soon witness its incredible power, "the young man said.
The old herdsman was stunned once again.
If the legend in Egypt was real, the Triangle Dimensional Mirror was a container that could reflect the light of a pyramid. It was definitely not something good!
"Master Cold Prince, I'm ready," the woman said with a smile.
"Mm, let's broaden our old man's horizons," the young man agreed.
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Translator: WQL Editor: Aleem The Triangle Dimensional Mirror was placed on the remains of Qiqige's sculpture. As the other subordinates injected a special energy into it, the entire Triangle Dimensional Mirror suddenly radiated an extremely cold light, like the cold light of the moon …
The light shot straight into the sky. A shocking dividing line appeared in the vast grayish-blue sky, as if it was heading toward a certain dimension!
A line that pierced through heaven and earth was shot out from one of the sides of the Triangular Dimensional Mirror.
Another vertical line soon appeared. It was as cold as the previous one, crossing the boundless grassland. It was almost parallel to the horizon in the distance, and intersected with the line where Qiqige's statue was.
Following that was another horizontal line. This horizontal line was perpendicular to the vertical line, perpendicular to the distant horizon. As it drew across, the entire vast land was divided into four regions. Even if one were to look down from a height of ten thousand meters, they could still clearly see this shocking division!!!
The line!
The vertical line!
The horizontal line!
The three lines formed a spatial coordinate, and the special cold light filled this area. It was a sunny afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly. However, this area had turned into a dim and gloomy place with the weak rays of the morning sun!
"Look, the most beautiful moment is coming!" the young man's eyes flickered with excitement.
The old herdsman was in disbelief. He had never seen anything so spectacular!
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