Chapter 503 The Power of Faith, Super Ice Level! ?
The Holy Court, the Hall of the Gods.
This is a standard European-style building, magnificent and spectacular, standing solemnly in the snow.
Its appearance is not much different from other halls in other places. The only thing that attracts attention is the dome above the head that looks like a work of art.
A total of 333 paintings of different religions and gods, all the beliefs recognized by people in this world, are closely arranged without a sense of disobedience.
Every popular heroic epic and inheritance story can be found here.
"Look over there, there is the first emperor of our country!" Zhao Manyan pointed to a place excitedly.
Mo Fan was a little unhappy: "Damn, our first emperor has become a supporting role here."
On the dome, the first emperor was wearing a black robe, and together with many other historical heroes, he guarded a shirtless man in the center.
Heavenly Father.
The founder of the holy city.
Xu Fang stared at the dome, thinking.
"Xu Fang, have you thought of anything?" Mu Bai asked. He liked to listen to Xu Fang talk about all kinds of random things.
Mu Bai had a bit of celebrity worship psychology. Awesome people always had deep meaning and reason in their words.
Xu Fang was now more or less a celebrity, so his words naturally carried more weight than those of Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan.
"There is a saying that every time the Holy City preached to a country, it would include the heroes and gods they believed in into the Hall of the Gods."
Xu Fang said, "In this way, the preached areas would have a so-called sense of belonging. After several generations of propaganda, the Holy City would naturally become the supreme magic holy land."
"It's quite interesting. The old man was over 50 when he thought of this."
A familiar laugh sounded, and Old Man Bao came over in a priest's uniform.
"The reason why the magic plane respects the Holy City is one of the world's unrivaled military power and the other is the deep-rooted concept."
"Old Bao." Xu Fang greeted.
Old man Bao smiled and said, "You kid, sometimes you think too much. But it's better this way, it's better than being stupid... Let's go to the Holy Tribunal."
Since Xu Fang has arrived, the Holy Tribunal will be held in advance.
The result is smooth without any surprises.
Xu Fang is innocent, and it can even be said that he has made contributions.
The spiritual magician of the Holy Tribunal used magic to carefully review the memories of Jin Yongshun and Quan Junhe and sorted out the truth of the matter.
There has been a long-term bullying phenomenon in the military magician station in Incheon, South Korea, and the new recruit Cui Taixun has been suppressed for a long time.
In this military operation, Jin Yongshun, Quan Junhe and others were arrogant, robbed the credit and tried to put the blame on others.
Cui Taixun could not bear the humiliation, and before he died, he used plant magic to open the magic circle to attract the demon island to Incheon, which eventually led to an irreversible result.
Xu Fang put aside his past grudges and risked his life to come to Incheon and save countless civilians, which fully embodied the spirit of internationalism...
"Is it over?" Xu Fang asked.
"It's over." Old Man Bao laughed and said, "The facts are in front of us. What waves can those sticks make?"
"It feels like a formality."
"Take away the word 'feeling'. Our people will help to deal with the follow-up matters. Let's go, follow me to the library." Old Man Bao said.
Xu Fang was refreshed, the highlight is coming!
The reason why he ran so far and climbed the snow-capped mountains to come to the Holy Court of Judgment is to understand the "power of faith".
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The library is in another building.
It is also a European-style building with a magnificent appearance and fine patterns carved on the heavy stone.
The towering spire tower pierces the sky, connecting with the snowflakes falling from the sky, and disappears into the gray air.
The Holy Court Library is naturally different from the Jinlin City Library. Not everyone can enter.
Fortunately, Old Man Bao is a priest and has the right to bring one person in.
"You can leave. I will call you if I need you." Old Man Bao said lightly, and the guards of the library respectfully withdrew.
In the huge room, there were only two of them left.
"The power of faith is actually the external manifestation of emotions reaching the extreme, similar to mental magic but not quite the same."
"Extreme love, extreme respect, extreme trust, and extreme hatred are all hotbeds for the power of faith."
"In the anime you young people watch, characters often gain strength through memories and the calls of companions to turn the tide. This is actually not without reason."
Old Man Bao walked slowly in the library, and stopped from time to time to wave his hand, and books flew into Xu Fang's hands.
"The power of faith can nourish your spirit and body and transform it into pure magic power, but doing so is a waste of resources."
"When the power of faith reaches the top, you can create your own kingdom of God - in our words, it is equivalent to domain, transcendental power and forbidden spells!"
"If you have a kingdom of God, you can have your own believers, give them power, and accept their offerings!"
Old Man Bao got so excited when he talked about the wonderful things.
Xu Fang: "So, has anyone reached this level?"
Old Man Bao: "No."
"How do you know about the Kingdom of God and the believers?"
"I guessed."
"???"
Xu Fang looked at Old Man Bao, and Old Man Bao looked at Xu Fang.
Should he be so careless? Old Man Bao is not a priest, but an old charlatan who distributes pamphlets at the market!
"Strictly speaking, it should not be called guessing, it should be reasoning, reasoning and fiction are two different things."
Old Man Bao said: "Just like the angels in the Holy City, they will become stronger under the whispering blessings of countless believers, so we only need to make bold guesses..."
While he was talking here, Xu Fang had already started to study the thick stack of books in his hand.
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The Thief Gilleng of the Holy Court is more isolated from the world than the Alpine Academy. Everyone is in a hurry, and people tend to go crazy if they live there for a long time.
Xu Fang has been soaking in the library these days, like a squirrel, relying on his sixth-level spiritual power to force a lot of knowledge into his head.
When the borrowing was over, his eyes were a little dazed, like a smart guy.
"Stimulation, gathering, brewing..."
Xu Fang muttered in his mind, and in his spiritual world, a gray-white icy galaxy was constantly impacting the shackles.
The same action has been repeated thousands of times, but this layer of barrier has been surprisingly strong, and it has no intention of breaking even if it is deformed.
"The power of faith, come..."
Xu Fang purified the small group of faith and integrated it into the galaxy. In an instant, the gray-white turned into golden, so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Boom! ! !
The barrier was broken, the galaxy rolled down, and countless golden stars cheered and rushed to occupy the new territory!
The galaxy turned into a sea of stars!
Ice super level, done!
This extremely smooth process made Xu Fang, the instigator, unable to do anything!
Is this possible?