Chapter 66: Are false gods worthy of incense?

Stepping into the black fog, Zhang Yuan felt that the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Obviously, he had entered the realm of a seventh-order terrifying creature.

Zhang Yuan looked around.

Where he is now, there is no heaven or earth.

The ground beneath my feet was as smooth as a mirror, but it was also surrounded by black fog.

Every step Zhang Yuan took, every footstep would create ripples in all directions like the surface of water.

After walking a few steps, I saw many Indian people in front of me, kneeling down and praying devoutly in the same direction.

"Great God, please send down a miracle to bless us."

After saying that, he kowtowed toward the front.

Zhang Yuan continued to walk forward, and heard the sound of pious prayers.

"Great God, please, bless us."

"Great God, I am your devout believer. Please protect your believers."

"Great God, I am willing to give you everything I have."

"..."

These people included men and women, young and old, and they were all praying.

But Zhang Yuan discovered that although they were chanting something, everyone's pupils were dull, as if their souls had been taken away.

He just mechanically repeated the action of kneeling down.

Even the words they spoke were exactly the same, as if they were robots that never get tired.

After walking for a while, a huge shadow appeared in the air ahead.

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes and observed carefully for a while. There were bursts of black mist around the phantom, and he couldn't see its true appearance clearly.

But you can vaguely see that it is a woman, sitting cross-legged.

She closed her eyes tightly, with a holy look on her face, but she was emitting bursts of black energy.

It looks particularly weird.

At this time, Zhang Yuan discovered that every Indian who was kneeling before him had a very thin mist emanating from his head.

After this white mist floats out from above their heads, it will gather towards that figure.

Zhang Yuan's eyes immediately focused and he understood instantly.

This horrifying creature is absorbing the power of faith.

He immediately sneered and said, "A fictional incarnation of a god is worthy of absorbing the power of faith?"

"A terrifying creature that really thinks he is a god."

Zhang Yuan didn't know much about the myths of Asan Kingdom, but he did have some understanding of it.

In their myths, their gods are truly omnipotent.

But it is also exaggerated to the extreme.

Everyone can kick a planet like a ball.

It's as if the entire universe is their toy, which is outrageous.

But now this horrible creature has transformed into the appearance of their gods and is treating them as tools.

It's ridiculous.

Zhang Yuan came to the front of the terrifying creature, raised his head and looked at it, his eyes full of disdain.

He remembered that although this terrifying creature was only level seven, it was its main attack area.

As long as you break the rules of her domain, it will be easy to defeat her.

If we only talk about combat power, she is not even as good as the previous weird bride.

Snapped!
Zhang Yuan snapped his fingers and bought several mapping symbols.

The function of this talisman is very simple, which is to map the scene of any place to other places.

People who see the reflected scene feel as if they are there in person.

Then, Zhang Yuan projected the images here outside the area to various places across the country of Asan.

The picture mainly focuses on the Yokogawa River.

After all, more than half of the citizens of India are now in Yokogawa.

As the image appeared, the Indian people, who had been praying to the God of Yokogawa to protect them, were stunned.

"what is this?"

"Oh my god, this looks like the gods in our mythology."

"That's not right? How could a god be like this?"

"..."

The people of India were stunned and didn't know what was going on.

At this time, Zhang Yuan's voice suddenly sounded.

"Look, this is the god you believe in."

"You treat them as gods, but they treat you as animals."

"Open your eyes and take a good look at how they are torturing you." Zhang Yuan's voice fell.

The image mapped by the mapping symbol changes.

When the Indian people outside the territory saw their compatriots, like puppets, kowtowing and praying to the terrifying creatures, their eyes widened with disbelief.

"impossible."

"This is absolutely impossible."

"The gods will not harm us. The gods will never harm us."

"..."

They can't believe it.

But the facts are there.

Faith collapses.

Some people were yelling like crazy.

"Fake, this is all fake."

"This world is all fake."

Some people seemed to have lost their souls, sitting on their wooden boards with lifeless eyes.

"Fake, everything is fake."

“God will not save us.”

“God will not come to save us!”

"..."

But there are also people who firmly believe that the God they believe in will come to save them.

What you see now is not God at all.

But even so, as the faith of the Ashan people wavered, the bodies of the horrific creatures in the area gradually weakened.

Roar!
A wailing sound came from the mouth of the horrible creature.

His expression was no longer as serious and solemn as before, but rather like that of a mad beast.

She curled her fingers into claws and grabbed Zhang Yuan.

"what……"

However, at this time, her strength was not as strong as before because the faith of the Asan people was shaken.

Zhang Yuan dodged her attack with just a flash.

But Zhang Yuan was not in a hurry and just looked at her quietly.

At this moment, the body of the terrifying creature became increasingly illusory.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at the Indian people kneeling on the ground.

"what!"

When he opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth were torn to his ears.

At this time, the believers below stopped their actions.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards her.

Wisps of visible power of faith were drawn out of their bodies.

"Ah...ah..."

There were painful cries coming from everyone's mouth.

Even so, it still cannot offset the speed of loss of faith.

The original black fog had now turned gray, and then gradually became transparent.

At this moment she finally opened her eyes, her pair of dark eyes without pupils staring at Zhang Yuan.

"Humph, you should have died a long time ago, so stop struggling."

Zhang Yuan snorted coldly.

He threw dozens of light talismans directly at her.

In an instant, the entire area was shrouded in dazzling golden light.

"what!"

Another shrill scream was heard.

After a while, the black fog covering the Henghe River gradually dissipated.

The Indian people who were swallowed up also fell out.

The hypocritical creature disappeared, and a golden bead appeared in Zhang Yuan's palm.

When Zhang Yuan absorbed the bead, he was suddenly filled with joy.

"It was not a wasted trip this time!"

The power of this bead is called the power of faith.

Can absorb and store faith, and increase the power of the domain.

This is exactly what Zhang Yuan needs most right now.

(End of this chapter)