Twilight Speaker

Chapter 133: Awe from fear, faith from awe (13)

"Lao Dao, how do you develop this fear?"

In the ancient castle, Chen Xiang asked with interest. The pitch-black crow on his shoulder opened its scarlet eyes, flapped its wings, and flew to the corner of the tower with a hint of fear.

The next moment, the crow suddenly shattered, and countless crow feathers gathered into Chen Xiang. At the place where Chen Xiang originally stood, a group of crow feathers also shattered and gathered together, turning into a crow.

"Well, it can switch positions. No, this is not an ability brought by fear, it's more like the crow's own ability to switch positions."

Chen Xiang asked with interest:
"Lao Dao, why is the carrier of the power of fear a crow?"

The scarecrow was silent for a moment, then spoke coldly:
"The original fear was not me, but a crow. To be more precise, it was the god who descended upon me and I swallowed him."

As he spoke, his dark eye sockets stared at Chen Xiang. He had become the Primal Fear and had held the power of Fear for so many years, but he had never realized that this thing could be changed.
"I see."

Chen Xiang was thoughtful:
"I've never seen you use this trick before. I always feel that you haven't fully developed the power of fear."

The Scarecrow was silent for a moment again:
"In the face of absolute power, some small acrobatics are not worth mentioning."

"You have 84,000 crows. If you knew how to do this, you could just scatter a few hundred around the world, and you wouldn't be in such a mess this time."

Chen Xiang made a few jokes. With the seeds of false truth in his body, he knew the various deep functions of authority faster than anyone else.
Primitive fear has explored the power of fear for hundreds or thousands of years, but it may not be as deep as what you can explore in a moment.

He continued to try. The pitch-black crow circled near the ceiling, then suddenly broke apart and turned into a strange image, but changed back into a crow in an instant.

"One is still too few. If I were to command 84,000 crows like you, plus the crows' own extreme speed, I could at least reach the territory of Donghong Country, not to mention the entire Earth."

Chen Xiang smiled and said:
“I can do it, everywhere.”

"I can change my position once in a moment, and one snap of the fingers is sixty moments. In other words, in one snap of the fingers, I can appear in sixty different places at the same time."

"No, this is not the limit."

Chen Xiang continued to study, using the seeds of false truth, his eyes shining:
"If we reach the limit, the interval between fear shifts can even be shorter than the minimum time scale. If we can achieve that level..."

He took a deep breath:

"This means that I have truly transcended time. As long as there are enough Fear Crows, billions of me can truly appear at the same time. This is possible if I develop this little trick of coexisting on both the time and space scales to the extreme."

The Scarecrow was stunned and didn't understand anything.

He waved his hand impatiently:
"Shepherd, you should think about how to protect me. Those true gods will find this place sooner or later."

"Even asking me to protect you makes me feel justified."

Chen Xiang said happily:
"I'll just fight back when the enemy comes, but I want to know how you split into 84,000 fear crows?"

The scarecrow opened his mouth and finally said:

"Soul Origin, your soul origin is too weak. You can only summon one Fear Crow, and its highest level can only reach the angel level."

After a pause, he continued:

"If the essence of fear and the origin of your soul can be equal to mine, you will be able to exert a power that is almost the same as mine at its peak."

"Even in the ultimate explosion, it can summon 84,000 crows. One crow has 84,000 feathers, and one feather can turn into 84,000 crows. The crows that emerge again are comparable to false gods."

"Are you serious?"

Chen Xiang was somewhat stunned:

"One crow can turn into 84,000 crows, and they are comparable to false gods, which means there are billions of false gods."

“This is far from the limit.”

The scarecrow finally regained some ground and raised his head proudly:

"If it is pushed to the limit, every thought of all living beings in the entire universe can be transformed into a fear crow, and every fear crow can reach the same realm as oneself!"

Chen Xiang was really shocked this time. What is a thought?
An ordinary person with a weak spirit can have one thought in a moment, and a hundred thoughts in a second. This is just an ordinary person. The thoughts that extraordinary beings can generate are even more countless.
If all the thoughts of all living beings were transformed into fearful crows, how many would there be?
Hard to imagine.

The scarecrow said proudly:

"And if the power of fear is truly pushed to its limit, the fear crows transformed from these thoughts will be able to gather together and forge into the true body of the original fear!"

“If I reach that point, even if my realm remains at the level of a True God, I can be comparable to an Outer God. No, I can be comparable to the best Outer God!”

Chen Xiang was thoughtful:
"This means that fear is also an Outer God-level authority, or a Great One-level authority, but its upper limit is at the Great One level, and it cannot be compared to the authority of destiny, the authority of truth, the authority of life, etc."

The scarecrow's face fell:
"I don't like what you said. Why are you talking so far? Between you and me, who can use an authority to its fullest extent?"

"What if?"

Chen Xiang smiled meaningfully, said nothing more, and fell into deep thought.

With the authority that he currently possesses, excluding those seeds of authority, the remaining ones are emptiness, black flame, shadow and fear.

Black Flame's upper limit is undoubtedly the lowest, followed by Abyss, and Shadow and Fear's upper limits are probably not much different.
But to be honest, fear of authority may be the most helpful thing to me at this moment.

The extent to which forbidden life can exploit loopholes in reality depends on the [Legend Degree].
【Legend Degree】also depends on the emotional fluctuations of each life in the universe and in various dimensions towards taboos, which can be worship, awe, or fear.

"Because you are afraid enough, you will be in awe."

"Only if you are respectful enough will you have faith."

A faint smile appeared on Chen Xiang's face:

“Maybe I found a new path.”

"What?" The scarecrow didn't quite understand. Chen Xiang smiled:
"People tend to revere out of fear, and believe out of revelation. Forget it, I can't explain it to your straw-filled head. This is not how you use fear. You only harvest fear, but ignore the deeper revelation, faith, and worship."

The Scarecrow tilted his straw-filled head, not understanding.

“It sounds like it’s pretty impressive.”

He spoke in a loud and clear voice.

Chen Xiang lost interest in talking all of a sudden and rolled his eyes:

"From now on, you and Agui should sit at the same table when we eat."

Agui in the corner looked up blankly.

"I don't need to eat."

She and Primal Fear spoke in unison.

………………

"In front, the ancestral land is in front!"

The clan leader, the great clan elder and Wu Liangyu stood at the front, followed by more than a dozen Wu clan elders, the weakest of whom were saints.

The core of the entire Wu family is here.

The patriarch wore a hood and leaned on a bone staff. A faint smile appeared on his face, accompanied by sadness:
"I'm finally back."

He is the only god in the entire Wu clan who has lived in his ancestral land.

When He fled His homeland, He was already over a hundred years old.

"The ancestors will awaken, the distant ancestors will return, our glory will shine again on this land, and everything lost will be regained, and even more!"

The chief held up the bone staff, and the tribesmen raised their fists silently.

As dusk approaches, the moonlight gradually approaches,
The old patriarch stepped forward, leading his people.

‘Woof woof woof! ’

As we approached the castle, a large black dog stood up alertly, then whimpered and hunched back, leaving long scratches on the mud with its sharp claws.

A warning of spiritual madness for Wangcai.

There are more than ten people, the weakest of whom are saints, and most of them stand at the level of angels. The patriarch and the great elders even surpass the angels!

Wangcai retreated again and again until he hit the granite wall of the castle, with nowhere to retreat.

It revealed its true form, transforming into a three-meter-tall hellhound, with hellfire lingering in its nostrils, accompanied by a faint green light!

"Get down."

The old patriarch spoke lightly, and the terrifying pressure hit Wangcai hard. It wailed, crawled on the ground, and its head was forced to hang down, as if in a welcome.

The patriarch stepped forward and gave a gentle push.

'Squeak! '

The broken gate of the castle was slowly pushed open.

The chief elder, Wu Liangyu and more than a dozen other elders looked up. The front hall was dark, with a long and deep corridor in the middle where candles were emitting faint light.

“Nothing has changed, nothing has changed at all.”

The old patriarch led the way into the castle, followed by the other elders. They passed through the front hall and walked forward along the long and dark corridor. The light from the main hall gradually became visible.

At this moment, the main hall was eerily quiet. Many extraordinary people had been huddled here for the entire day. No one dared to go to the guest rooms to sleep. They all huddled together for warmth, trying to dispel the deep sense of fear.
I heard footsteps.
They looked up in fear and saw more than a dozen people dressed in black approaching. The first one was an old man holding a bone staff. He was very old, with a snow-white beard dragging on the ground, and the wrinkles on his face drooped down by one or two centimeters.
Who are these people?
The first person to react was the Director of the Extraordinary Law Enforcement Agency. He stood up and stared at the middle-aged man who was following the old man with the bone staff. He said in surprise:
"Deputy Governor Wu Wu??"

The extraordinary people were shocked and recognized this person.

The Deputy Governor of Tianchuan Province and the second most important person in the entire Tianchuan Province, Wu Liangyu!

“Thank God!!”

Some extraordinary people breathed a sigh of relief, while others burst into tears out of excitement. They all believed that they were saved—the deputy governor was there in person!!

Only in the corner, Wei Shu suddenly frowned, gently took his precious daughter's hand, and whispered:

"Something's not right"

Footsteps sounded again, and the great wizard came over with a staff:

"Why have you all come here uninvited?"

The Archmage frowned and asked.

The old patriarch who was in the lead did not speak. He put the bone staff aside, spread out his arms, closed his eyes, and seemed to be feeling something.

Feel the breath of your hometown.

The great elder beside him took a step forward calmly, and glanced coldly at the many extraordinary people who were looking forward to it, as if he was looking at lambs to be slaughtered, and his gaze finally fell on the great wizard.

He said calmly:

"Kneel down."

(End of this chapter)