Not only could Tao Wu shake a tree, he could also dim the sun.
As the first person to use the Apostle System, everything he understood was also understood by Adams.
The method of driving and the method of creating constructs were also invented.
Starting from nothing, no matter how talented one was, it was impossible to create a mature system in one go.
That was not realistic.
However, God was just a catalyst. Although Adams himself did not know how to enter his own system, the Saint Garment that appeared when he became a God was an example.
The principle of the beginning was in it. The key was how to find it from it.
It was like an Immortal Soul Artifact that appeared before immortal cultivators existed. Those who were talented enough would be able to gain inspiration from it and then lift the veil of a whole new system.
Tao Wu was like that. He successfully entered the inner world of the Saint Garment.
A set of armor with an inner world? Could it be an artifact spirit?
Mo Qiong, who was taught by Adams, quickly understood that this was not an artifact spirit. The Saint Garment had no self, it also had no emotions.
Those who had self were humans, and those who had emotions were humans. The inner world of the Saint Garment was just a mirror.
It reflected one's emotions, desires, and dependence …
The strongest thing in one's heart would be turned into real power through the Saint Garment.
To put it bluntly, this was a way to cultivate one's soul. The inner world, will, and emotions would not help one's soul, nor would it make one's spiritual power stronger. It would not make one's body strong and full of vitality.
Without the Saint Garment, it would be meaningless no matter how strong one's soul was.
On the other hand, if one firmly believed that the Saint Garment could move, then the Saint Garment could move. If one firmly believed that it was as hard as steel, then the Saint Garment could be as hard as steel.
The stronger the soul, the stronger the emotions, and the stronger the power of the Saint Garment.
Of course, the prerequisite was that the Saint Garment contained enough energy.
In other words, one's soul could not be used directly as energy. It could not be turned into real matter out of thin air. It was just a corrective force.
There were two sources of energy. One came from the Saint Garment itself. When it was created, it stored energy. It could be recharged by slowly injecting energy into it.
The other came from God. A strong belief could be used to draw energy from Nale Adams. It was commonly known as Seed Explosion!
However, this was something that could only be achieved if one's heart instantly surpassed one's self. It had nothing to do with how strong one's soul was.
No matter how strong a mental cultivator was, if they couldn't suddenly erupt with strong emotions that surpassed their limits, then they wouldn't be able to draw energy.
At this moment, this Saint Robe was the manifestation of Adams' nomological laws. The energy inside it was as much as 1.6 million suns.
It was the 'lending center' for all the exploders.
However, if he directly fused with the saint garment, he wouldn't have to worry about the lack of energy. This was because the Fused used the 'national treasury' directly. If that wasn't enough, then there was no other way.
The Saint Garment was only one type of construct, and it was also the simplest type.
It was just a set of armor. It wasn't much better than the armor that was shipped in the online store.
The reason it had the function of a construct was because it was embedded with the Shattered Heart.
The so-called broken heart was actually a fragment of the soul. It was extremely mysterious and was the foundation of the entire apostle system.
From the perspective of nature, this was nonsense. How could there be a fragment of a soul?
However, the mystical side could. Nale Adams became a God, so among the many systems of the mystical side, there was one more fragment of the soul that could be stripped off and given to the inner world engine of the construct.
In other words, the world originally didn't need to have mystical side. It was precisely because there was information that added new natural laws. These laws together were called the mystical side. If what was added was absolute, surpassing the natural laws, then it would be an absolute characteristic. Things, concepts, scenes, and things with this characteristic would be anomalies. If the anomalies that carried this characteristic were the universe itself, then it would be a universal characteristic.
It was precisely because Tao Wu communicated with the Shattered Heart in the Saint Garment that he was inspired to use the power of the Saint Garment to create the apostle Titan Ant.
At this moment, in front of Mo Qiong's eyes, the giant ant that didn't look like an ant at all was Tao Wu's own Shattered Heart.
This was another type of construct, an apostle.
It was the manifestation of the heart's strongest sustenance. It could be personally controlled and could also fight on its own. Apostles could have intelligence.
As for its power, it came from the imagination of its creator. Of course, it couldn't imagine combat methods or effects that didn't exist in the world.
On the other hand, as long as it existed in the world, and the construct's energy and the creator's belief were enough, even if the principle of a certain effect wasn't known, the construct could still be directly equipped.
For example, the Art of Sword Manipulation. A person didn't know how to control a sword at all, and didn't understand cultivation. They had never seen anyone control a sword.
However, they imagined it, and had a strong desire for it. Then, this desire really did exist objectively. Then, they could equip the construct with this ability!
Firm willpower, strong belief, passionate emotions, extensive knowledge, huge imagination, the desire to gamble everything, and the determination to give up everything.
The above were the essentials to become a powerful apostle, and the member actually had all of them.
It should be said that as expected of Adams who became a God, this type of random ascension was random in the energy abundance of the source.
However, this system seemed to be compatible with becoming a God as much as possible.
Adams was precisely the type of person who was most suitable for this system. Not only did he possess the above essentials, he also had outstanding spiritual talent, and could actively split personalities!
The number of personalities he could split was the number of holy garments he could merge with, the number of magic puppets he could control, and the number of apostles he could have at the same time!
"Hahaha! So it's used like this! "
Adams followed the method of instantaneous enlightenment and peeled off his own Broken Heart.
Then, he drew energy from his own source to create an apostle.
His apostle wasn't a living creature, but an ordinary flute.
It turned out that the sustenance in Adams' heart was music.
Apostles could be a dream he longed for, could be a strong dependence, and could also be something he cherished the most.
Adams' dream was a blue and white career, so that couldn't be materialized. This was just a supernatural system, he couldn't understand things like absolute characteristics.
Therefore, what the apostle materialized was the music his heart relied on.
Adams looked at Mo Qiong. A black armor as deep as the sky covered Mo Qiong's entire body, only his head was exposed.
"Wow, is your heart filled with darkness?" Adams teased.
Mo Qiong's mouth twitched, "Is Tao Wu's heart grey?"
Color didn't mean anything. After completely merging with the holy garments, the color reflected was only his favorite color.
To reflect his inner world, one had to look at his apostle.
"Hua!" Mo Qiong's hand emitted a red light. Not long later, his apostle was formed.
It was a bow, a simple and plain bow, exactly the same as the handmade bow he used when he was still a student.
That bow was the one that shot the sun, which started his career of containment.
"It's neither a dream, nor something you cherish?" Mo Qiong laughed.
This bow didn't mean anything, it was just Mo Qiong's favorite sport. This was an item of faith with very low priority. Only when the items of faith in front of it couldn't do it, would it get its turn.
This meant that Mo Qiong's dream and the things he relied on couldn't be understood by the apostle system.
His dream was to end the era of containment. How could a small mystical realm reach that level?
Although Mo Qiong's apostle was a bow, what he lacked was a powerful arrow.
"This bow exists for the creation and use of any arrow."
"My apostle is the complement to my execution!"
Mo Qiong said as he pulled the bowstring. There was no arrow on the bowstring, but as he pulled the bowstring, a purple immortal sword was formed on the bowstring by his firm belief.
However, he didn't release it. The purple immortal sword started to change, forming an apricot yellow flag.
Mo Qiong shook his head. His black pupils flickered slightly, and the flag on the bowstring started to shine. The dark red plasma light flashed and turned into a plasma light sword.
The energy level of the light sword kept rising, and the light flowing inside made people's hearts palpitate.
He thought for a while. The light sword suddenly turned white and turned into a ball, spinning at high speed. It was a neutron star the size of a soccer ball.
Then, it dimmed until nothing could be seen, as if a piece of space was cut off.
A black hole, a black hole smaller than a green bean, was hanging in the middle of the bowstring.
Mo Qiong pulled the bowstring and wasn't affected at all. If one looked carefully, even the surrounding air wasn't affected, as if it was just an illusory shadow.
However, when Mo Qiong suddenly released the bowstring and the black hole was shot out, it seemed to have become a real object. The surrounding air seemed to have fallen into an abyss and was swallowed.
Even Mo Qiong himself was dragged by this black hole.
Fortunately, Mo Qiong was no longer the same as before. Wearing the dark saint robe, he immediately retreated, breaking free from the suction force.
He looked at the black hole again, flying rapidly like a cannonball, heading straight for … Tai Feng.
As long as there was an arrow in the world, his apostle could put it on the bowstring and shoot it.
In this aspect, Mo Qiong's heart didn't have any shackles. He had always thought that …
Everything could be an arrow!
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