The wizard is chasing the truth

Wang Ya found that he had underestimated the evil gods believed in on this island continent.

The scope of the impact was not only far beyond his expectations, but also beyond the expectations of many formal wizards in the Dark Land.

Even the extraordinary fluctuations of existence and the essence of existence have completely reached the level of formal wizards.

And they are not low among the formal wizards.

In his perspective, the corner of the dream above the entire island continent all converged towards the center, and the corner of the dream in the farther area spread in the opposite direction.

The corner of the dream in the middle was covering and engulfing, and the colorful light gradually turned into a single gray uniform trend.

In a trance, the corner of the dream in the middle turned into a strange humanoid creature roaring to the sky, with a hideous face, four arms, three feet, a head and two faces, and the five features piled together, looking very scary.

The power was so amazing that no one could ignore the terrible aura it exuded.

Wang Ya's mouth suddenly raised a smile, and a bit of excitement appeared in his eyes, "What a good experimental material, reaching the level of a formal wizard, and the breath is stable. Even if the root believers are destroyed, they can survive for a while. As long as they find new believers, they can continue to survive."

It's worth his long journey from the dark land.

A real surprise.

He decided to first eliminate the scattered kingdoms of faith around and cut off the possibility of any enemy's resurgence.

The core theocracy kingdom, which is like the base camp of faith, will be dealt with last.

Catch the turtle in the jar, and it can't escape.

"Great, noble, omniscient and omnipotent God, please listen to the prayers of your humble believers, even if you give a little insignificant response, please give me the power of immortality, and share eternal life together in the kingdom of God."

The overlapping voices echoed over the city, with an ancient charm and an extremely strange tone, which made people subconsciously focus their attention and shout along with it.

The people in the buildings came out, with fanaticism on their faces, kneeling towards the center of the city, as if there was a supreme and benevolent God there.

In their hearts, they really thought so.

Chi chi!

The torches were burning, but the light was not bright and warm, but rather strangely dim. Under the reflection of the firelight, the chill was drawing the body temperature and even the vitality of the believers kneeling around the altar in the central square of the city.

Above the sky, the clouds covered, Wang Ya's robe fluttered, overlooking the scene below, with a somewhat mocking expression under his calm face.

Of course, the evil god sacrifice could not only draw body temperature and vitality. It was much greedier than anyone else. It wanted to control, occupy, and obtain the spirit, will, soul, and even any thought. The so-called faith and the so-called god were essentially based on the accumulation of these mortals' kneeling and the gathering of spiritual power.

This is particularly ironic. The gods born because of the faith of mortals will not only not help mortals themselves, but will further oppress mortals, gain more faith, and gain greater faith strength.

At first, they kept thinking about it, then knelt down in the morning and evening, then meditated and worshipped for a certain period of time, and then spent most of the day on worshipping gods.

The final result is like this. The so-called wholehearted service to gods is essentially like a lamb with two legs, constantly being squeezed for nutrients until it is completely eaten up.

In the process of faith, these mortals have already been completely distorted by the evil gods. Their souls have been extracted, and they are estimated to look somewhat similar to the evil gods.

Once you believe, it is a road of no return, and you can't turn back at all, and it is an opportunity for the evil gods to resurrect.

The bright light reflected by the torch on the altar all converged towards the 20-meter statue in the center.

It looks exactly the same as what Wang Ya saw in a corner of the dream, and the statue is even more hideous.

A statue that accumulates spiritual power and vitality. Every once in a while, the evil god in the central divine kingdom will come to harvest it.

Wang Ya's extraordinary spiritual perception can instantly cover this not-so-large border human kingdom, and then observe the surrounding farther areas through a corner of the dream.

The more he observed, the more terrifying his breath became. In the end, the surrounding space even produced an invisible medium, the void was distorted, and the light passing through Wang Ya's body was also refracted.

The white and slender palm slowly raised and stretched out, black thin lines emerged on the surface of the skin, and a black ball gradually appeared at the exit of the fission path in the palm.

Under the suppression of spiritual power, the black ball condensed into the shape of a spear.

Wang Ya glanced at the evil god statue below with indifference, and gently released the spear of the underworld god in his hand.

The strange thing is that the spear of the underworld god did not fall directly, but was suspended in the air. No matter how the wind blew, it could not be shaken.

Before the time set by Wang Ya, the spear of the underworld god will never fall.

Of course, this should always be put in quotation marks. Wang Ya's current mastery of this witchcraft is not very high, but it is very useful for long-range bombing.

His figure faded and disappeared in the void. When he appeared again, he was already above another border human kingdom, also aiming at the statue of the evil god in the square below. The Spear of Hades was like the Sword of Dalimos hanging in the sky, and it could burst out unimaginable terrifying power at any time.

This was also Wang Ya's punishment for this evil god believer.

After hanging the Spear of Hades one by one in the Border Kingdom, he came to the most critical and most deterrent Central Theocracy.

"Great Almighty God, you are omniscient and almighty, you can do everything. You can bring us eternal life, power, harvest, and everything. Our lives are created by you."

The overlapping shouts, with enthusiasm, rushed straight into the sky, dispersing the dark clouds, and the breath of the evil god reached an unprecedented peak.

The humans in the Theocracy Kingdom set up a small statue of the Almighty God at home and worshiped it day and night. The degree of faith was even more exaggerated than that in the Border Kingdom. Every mortal was pale and thin, and they still shouted the Almighty God and knelt on the street, constantly kneeling towards the 100-meter-high statue of the evil god in the central square.

Wang Ya has come to the sky above the city. The shadow robe has taken effect. At the same time, with the cover of the addicted face, even if Wang Ya did not cover his body and entered a corner of the dream, the evil gods scattered in every corner of the city in the dream space level would not be able to find Wang Ya's existence.

With Wang Ya's eyesight, it is obvious that all humans in the city have been infected by the power of the evil gods. Their souls have been transformed and their minds have been distorted. They are like invisible tentacles rooted in their bodies and become puppets like ghosts.

It seems to have self-awareness, but it is just an appearance.

In the inner city of the Kingdom of Theocracy, the palace is dark and dead, without any light, and has become a place of ghosts.

Wang Ya was a little surprised. He actually felt the breath of the resentful soul inside, although it was very weak, so weak that it seemed that this feeling was an illusion.

With his keen perception, it was like this. The evil gods here probably didn't notice it.

Wang Ya, who was a little curious, faded and disappeared into the void.

The light inside the kingdom was even darker, and the temperature was extremely low and cold. There were a lot of bloodstains and traces of weapons on the steps and walls of the palace.

The corresponding scenes gradually reappeared in my mind.

The fanatical mortals were infected by the evil god, lost their self-reason, attacked the palace, rebelled against their own king, and finally killed all the descendants of the king and erected a huge statue of the evil god.

Transformed from monarchy to divine power.

Wang Ya's figure disappeared again, and the underground space deep in the palace was a very narrow space, which seemed to store some treasures or temporarily hide from the enemy.

A skeleton was mixed with many gold and silver treasures, and there were also excrement solidified objects mixed together, which was disgusting.

Wang Ya observed everything expressionlessly.

The traces of corpse decay were about seven or eight years. It should be starved to death, eating all the food, and finally starving mad, stuffing gold and silver treasures into the stomach as food.

Interesting, is it the last trace of the kingdom's existence?

Wang Ya stretched out his fair and slender fingers, and black and white bubbles appeared at his fingertips, and then suddenly spread and expanded. With a bang, black and white ripples enveloped the entire underground space.

A large amount of breath and energy gathered together, and strands of black lines formed a weak soul that was about to disappear at any time. The facial features were very hideous. This was the state before death.

Judging from his age, he was a royal descendant of about ten years old, a prince.

Wang Ya's face was a little strange, and his identity was somewhat similar to his past, but he could enter the underground palace to hide, so his identity should be much more important than his.

The soul body's expression was angry and resentful, as if it was full of hostility to everything in the world, especially the living existence with life. This made it the most crazy, trying to break through the isolation of the black and white bubbles, kill Wang Ya, and devour his flesh and blood soul.

"There are already some traces of vengeful spirits, good potential, can be used as my spiritual power to try."

Wang Ya raised a curve at the corner of his mouth, released the restraint of the black and white foam, let it pounce, but passed through the moment it touched Wang Ya.

Of course, the vengeful spirit will not have the idea of ​​thinking, only the instinct to kill fresh life, turned around and pounced on Wang Ya again, the gloomy wind gusts, the black air rolls, the whole underground space seems to have turned into a ghost domain.

The price is that the soul body is becoming more and more illusory, as if it will disappear at any time.

Wang Ya nodded, and raised a curve at the corner of his mouth. The potential of this soul body is really good. Just relying on the incomplete soul body and its own resentment, it can form a vengeful spirit and can have a substantial impact.

If it really eats hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of people, it is really possible to become a climate and have power comparable to that of a wizard.

But at this moment, even a first-level wizard apprentice can use extraordinary mental power to suppress and kill it.

No, it should be said that if Wang Ya does nothing, in another half a year or a year, this resentful soul will spontaneously dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Since you are so resentful and resentful, I will give you a chance to have the power of revenge."

A strange smile appeared on Wang Ya's lips, and the power of nightmare-destroying dreams formed a materialized black mist, filling the entire underground space and injecting it into the resentful soul.

[Hint: The resentful soul is undergoing the transformation of the power of nightmare-destroying dreams, and the ability to affect reality is taking effect. The essence of the resentful soul is improving and producing benign mutations.]

Wang Ya's eyes were full of curiosity, and the smile on his face became more intense, "Eat, eat, let me see how much potential you have and how far you can grow."

The breath of the resentful soul body is constantly growing. The soul body that was about to disappear was reversed under the effect of the nightmare power affecting reality. Not only is the soul body as stable as a real person, but there are also a lot of purple and black lines, which are like thin lines wrapped around the face.

From the breath, it is no weaker than any second-level wizard apprentice. The face is hideous, and the resentment in the eyes has become more intense under the stimulation of the nightmare power.

"Can you continue to eat? The potential has not reached the limit. Then eat it." Wang Ya snapped his fingers, and the black mist in the underground space became more, almost becoming a materialized liquid, dripping on the ground.

"Roar!"

The soul body completely passed towards the resentful spirit and made a low roar, which was very sharp, like the cry of some birds.

The cold air dispersed from the feet of the resentful spirit, and the sound of crackling sounded, and it had frozen.

If an ordinary person was hit by this cold air, he would become a fool and dementia for life, or even be deprived of his vitality and life.

"The resentment is overwhelming, but it's still not enough." Wang Ya's eyes flickered. What he wanted to accomplish was to compare the power of the mind with the power of dreams.

Let's see whether it is the collective mind of mortals that has a stronger power to influence and distort reality.

Or is it his power of nightmare-destroying dreams as a formal wizard that has a stronger distorting influence.

Is there some connection between the two, or can the power of the mind and the power of faith be devoured to enhance the strength of the power of nightmare-destroying dreams.

Wang Ya stretched out his white and slender fingers, and his powerful mental power suppressed the wrathful spirit that tried to kill Wang Ya. He gently tapped his forehead, and black and white bubbles continued to emerge and flow into his body.

With the influx of each black and white bubble, the breath of the resentful spirit became stronger, and the lines and traces of the fission path appeared on the surface of the body, and even Wang Ya's wizard will was forcibly mixed in.

In addition to leaving a backhand to control this guy with great potential, there is also the purpose of maintaining the stability of the fission path.

The human form, black breath wrapped around the body surface, the pale skin seemed to be formed by countless light particles, and the black thin lines formed by the fission path spread out from the body and finally gathered at the mouth of the face.

There is no nose, no hair, only empty eye sockets, a vast expanse of white, and black liquid is still dripping. The mouth is a hole, without teeth, and even the ears do not exist.

This is a special resentful spirit that has absorbed the power of nightmare and fission path.

[Target: Unnamed resentful spirit]

[Details: After the power of nightmare, black and white foam, and fission path, the resentful spirit has greatly improved its strength, stabilized its own soul state, and possessed a variety of special abilities. ]

[Strength: Ultimate Wizard Apprentice]

[Abilities: Soul Devourer (can devour souls and vitality, enhance the essence of strength and soul), Secondary Reshaping (can consume soul power to quickly heal injuries), Fission and Differentiation (can use soul power to differentiate itself into a large number of people, each with the same strength), Virtual Reality Conversion (can convert between the virtual and real levels), Nightmare Killing (can consume soul power, release a large amount of black fog, and ingest targets contaminated with black fog, they will fall into an endless dream. The ghost can manipulate nightmares to kill people, which is effective for any existence with thinking and wisdom fluctuations.) Fission Seed (the soul of the ghost, can devour the power of mind and faith, and transform it into the required soul power, or transform it into the power of nightmare.)]

[Tip: The conversion rate of the fission seed is consumed. The first conversion into soul power will consume 50% of the mind and faith power, and the second conversion into the power of nightmare will consume it. 】

"My guess is right. They are all powers of the illusory level. They can be absorbed, but they need to be transformed."

"If all the power of the evil god of faith is absorbed and then transformed by the resentful spirit, the fission dream core may grow rapidly and reduce the long time of maturity."

The stronger the fission dream core is, the stronger the dream wizard power that Wang Ya can exert will be.

Wang Ya looked at the resentful spirit, thought for a while, and said, "From now on, you will be called Black King."

The Nightmare Mirror reflects the yellow corridor, leading to different places, and the end point is changing at any time.

Wang Ya watched the Black King split into a series of soul figures and kept walking into the corridor. Every flash of yellow light represented a Black King arriving at the corresponding position.

That is, the border kingdom locked by the Spear of Hades.

He never likes troublesome things. Since it is confirmed that the Black King can convert the power of spiritual faith, there is no need to let him fight with the Almighty God.

The main reason is that Wang Ya saw the possibility and potential of the Black King.

At worst, it can become a perfect power converter.

Perhaps we can study and develop the Black King in this direction in the future, so that it can transform multiple systems and multiple extraordinary powers.

Wang Ya walked on the streets of the Kingdom of Theocracy, looking at the mortals on both sides of the street kneeling, kowtowing, and even deformed cervical vertebrae and spines. Their faces were full of numbness, without any desires and emotions that humans should have. The only thing they had was probably the fanaticism in their eyes and the morbid worship of faith.

The Black King followed behind Wang Ya quietly without speaking. In fact, it couldn't speak, and it didn't have too many thoughts of its own. Its instinct was to obey Wang Ya's orders unconditionally and completely.

Even if it was asked to die, it would instantly self-destruct the fission seed.

Halak on the shoulder, with his beak against the collar, also listened to the voice of his master.

Wang Ya was talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to the Black King and Harak, and even the dark spores on his body.

"The 'Cold and Hot Chapter' and 'Kinetic Chapter' of the Burning Silence inheritance are related witchcrafts that extend from the Energy Chapter, specifically manifested in the destructive power and means of influence in physics and temperature."

"There are many things that the Burning Silence particle energy can do, not just limited to larger explosions, temperature, and the extreme high temperature at the annihilation level can also be regarded as low temperature in another way; where does the high temperature come from? It is the release energy of the Burning Silence particle energy, and the superposition of fission fire cores is the core of the Cold and Hot Chapter."

"Instantly absorb the temperature and light in the surrounding range, thereby blessing the power generated by the fission fire core, and concentrate on one point to explode. On the contrary, if the superposition of the fission fire core slows down, or more fission fire cores can be superimposed, can it absorb a wider range of temperature and light, so that a continent, or even the entire world, falls into a lightless environment and an icy environment."

Wang Ya's expression was neither sad nor happy, and the words in his mouth became more and more powerful as his momentum rose.

"The answer is yes. Manipulate the temperature, melt the world with extreme high temperature, freeze the world with extreme low temperature, slow down time and space. This is the core principle of the 'hot and cold chapter' of Fen Ji's inheritance."

As the voice fell, Wang Ya's figure had appeared above the entire Theocracy Kingdom, stepping on the blue sky and white clouds, overlooking the shocking scene of the whole city kneeling down to worship the Almighty God. People were surging, and the closer to the 100-meter statue in the square, the more people there were.

Wang Ya's eyes were extremely cold, and his indifferent voice resounded throughout the kingdom, "This island continent is filthy, and God should not exist!!"

He no longer hid his figure, and took the initiative to expose himself, and also let the Almighty Evil God notice his existence.

All mortals in the kingdom heard this voice, but they did not react at all. They still numbly chanted the prayer words of God, kneeled down, and the skull could be seen on their foreheads. They still knocked tirelessly and painlessly.

The huge statue of a hundred meters in the center of the square began to tremble. The three legs, four hands, and two faces were all trembling. The ugly face stared at the black-robed figure in the sky.

There was greed in his eyes, such a strong mental and soul power, delicious food, delicious food.

If I eat him, I will definitely be able to get rid of the statue and become a real walking god on the earth.

The omnipotent evil god suddenly showed a look of fear, a death crisis, a death crisis locked on it was about to break out, it would die, there would be no chance of survival.

How could this happen! !

Crack!

A subtle sound appeared in its ears.

It was horrified to find that at some point, the altar in the square and the surrounding urban buildings were covered with a layer of light frost, and the temperature was dropping at an indescribable speed.

The terrifying power has descended on the Kingdom of Theocracy, and it is still far beyond its power.

No!

The omnipotent evil god was terrified. Just when he wanted to twist his body, leave the altar, and fly into the sky, the frost came faster, and all the matter became ice crystals.

The ice crystals also climbed on his feet and spread towards his body.

The power of spiritual faith burst out, and the god of the statue bloomed with dazzling golden light. This light was very warm, as if all the beauty in the world existed.

The mortals who were reflected had a happy expression on their faces.

The omnipotent evil god was not happy, because it was horrified to find that the light of faith could not resist the coverage of these ice crystals.

These ice crystals were not caused by witchcraft, and there was no extraordinary power. The energy particles were naturally cooled down, starting from all directions and even the surrounding areas.

Rain, wind, and lightning are all natural phenomena.

The frost cover at this moment is also one of them.

What kind of power can compete with nature? A more powerful existence may be able to do it, but the omnipotent evil god cannot do it.

It is just a new evil god. Even if it has the size of a formal wizard, it is also a gathering of scattered sand. The spiritual power that mortals can provide is ultimately too weak, too scattered, and not condensed enough.

If these mortals are replaced by extraordinary people and wizards,

Wang Ya turned around and left. With tens of millions of wizards believing in one god, it was simply too terrifying.

Even if the Phantom Light Wizard came, he would tremble. There was a 90% chance that he would not be able to defeat him and would flee in embarrassment.

Even if the Phantom Wizard resurrected, he would probably have to stare wide-eyed. It was unknown whether he could fight.

Above the sky, a small black ball was suspended. The black light it emitted seemed to cover the sun's brilliance. The temperature and light in the surrounding 30,000-meter area were being absorbed by it.

As time went by, the small black ball was constantly expanding, and the absorbed temperature and light were stored in the internal fission fire core.

The scope of influence was also constantly expanding.

Wang Ya was watching the results of this witchcraft from a distance.

ps: Today's update is 16,000. I have only written half of this chapter. I have something to do temporarily. I will update the second half later or tomorrow.

The battle can almost start later, and the protagonist's strength has also stabilized to the peak.