Purification is a very simple first-level magic, and Ange quickly learned it. When he saw the holy light emitting from the hands of a skeleton, Negris felt as if his evil taste had been satisfied.
Some people say that purification is a magic that purifies undead creatures. Undead creatures cannot learn it. Negris sneered. It is right for light to defeat darkness, but it is a typical mistake for light to defeat undead. It mainly stems from the fact that undead hate sunlight.
But don’t living people hate sunlight? Let it sit in the sun for two hours at noon in summer and take a look. It can only be said that living people have a relatively high tolerance to sunlight.
In the history that Nigris knew, the reason why the purification technique restrained the undead was because it was 'holy' light magic.
The addition of the word "holy" to light magic means that it belongs to the category of divine magic, with some thoughts involved. Holy light magic not only restrains the undead, but also restrains all heretics, including demons and elemental creatures.
As long as this kind of targeted 'idea' effect is not involved, Holy Light Magic will become a very simple light magic.
After drinking a cup of purified holy water, the little girl quickly relieved her negative state and fell asleep peacefully.
The boy sighed in relief and kowtowed gratefully at Ange, who had watched a busy day of work, rain and purification, which made him realize that it wasn't the fire on the altar that had saved his sister, but the skeleton in front of him.
Two more soul flames floated up from his body, and instead of being thrown towards the Holy Fire of the Undead, they sank directly into Ange's body.
I saw two soul flames entangled and condensed in Ange's soul, turning into a strange symbol, floating on the flames swallowed by his soul heart.
As soon as he told Negris about this strange change, he heard the jealous voice of the Brass Dragon: "What a lucky guy. You have gained his faith. From now on, he is your believer, fanatic believer." , you damn lucky guy, you don’t even have godhood, you false god, and you stole the soul network, Sabada!”
Sabada has the meaning of insult and killing in the magical language system. When used alone, it has a strong modal particle effect, indicating that Negris is in a bad mood and wants to curse.
Negris once conducted an in-depth study of the relationship between gods and believers, and finally came to the conclusion: God did not create believers, but believers created God.
Just like Negris himself, he was originally just a knowledgeable brass dragon, because more people believed in him, and over time, he ignited the divine fire.
But to be honest, he is a bit weak as the God of Knowledge. He relies on accumulation over time and living long enough to ignite the divine fire. It was not until he was about 8,000 years old that he could barely ignite the divine fire. In the final analysis, it was because he did not have Fanatic believer.
Think about it, everyone, how many people who believe in knowledge can become fanatical? Intellectuals are worse than the most scumbag men. Yesterday they swore that the earth was flat. Today, after receiving sufficient evidence, they can immediately eat up everything they said.
They believed in the truth, not the brass dragon who imparted their knowledge.
But there are thousands of truths, and they are ever-changing. It is originally true that water flows downwards, but in a certain abyss plane, water flows upwards, because there is a large amount of liquid mercury in that abyss, and the specific gravity of water is low. will float to the top of the mercury.
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Human life is very short, with an average life span of forty or fifty years, but they have created a large number of gods. Why? Because they have a large number of fanatical followers.
If believers create gods, then fanatic believers are the key to creating gods, because they will spread your deeds and infect more people to believe in you. Therefore, fanatic believers often become the key to igniting the divine fire.
How can a brass dragon not be jealous? He has lived for eight thousand years without encountering a fanatical believer, and his followers are relatively scumbag, resulting in a lack of divine power.
It doesn't matter that the divine power is weak, but he still has divine power. No, the immortal king took a fancy to him and sealed him in the Book of Brass. And his scumbag followers never said they would find a way to save him.
The brass dragon was feeling sorry for himself, but Ange had already put on a straw hat and transformed into a human form. Only in this way could he speak with a voice: "What happened? Are they chasing you?"
The boy's eyes widened when he saw Ange turn into a human being with the click of his hat. Isn't this a miracle? If washing hands in a frying pan is considered a miracle, then being transformed into a living person is a miracle among miracles. In an instant, the boy's belief became a little firmer.
"Plague, blockade, those who leave home, kill, my sister is sick, don't save, die, try." thought Ange's words were clumsy enough, but I didn't expect the boy's words to be even more clumsy.
However, this happened to be in line with Ange's speaking habits, and he understood it as soon as he heard it: "Plague? Dysentery? This kind of thing?" He pointed at the little girl as he spoke.
The blockade came suddenly. Ange only saw that believers stopped coming overnight, but he didn't know what happened.
"Yes, many people died, they were isolated, and the skeletons sent food, but no treatment." The boy said.
In fact, it's not that there is no treatment, it's just that there are too few treatment mages. Poor people like them will not get treatment. If they are sick, they can only carry it. If they can survive, everything will be fine. If they can't survive, they will die at home.
"Many people died?" After thinking about it, Ange asked: "Can the skeletons get out?"
"There are many. Skeletons can go out without getting sick." The boy responded.
Ange took out a plate, filled it with clean water, cast a few purification spells, and then held the plate in his arms to leave the temple.
"Where to go?" Negris couldn't help but ask.
"To tauren." Ange responded.
"Oh, that family is quite pious in their beliefs, go check it out, but shouldn't you ask what your berserker's name is?" Negris really admired Ange, this was a berserker, he didn't even ask his name, how to appoint him in the future?Ange asked the boy's name, and the boy responded excitedly, "Oakley."
Bringing the purified water to the Minotaur's home, the Minotaur family had long been lying on their beds, vomiting up and down to the point of dehydration, dying. The poor minotaur who was so poor that he ate moss, pressed was bound to get sick.
A cup of purified water down, life force tenacious minotaur family suddenly came to life. The family caught Ange and gave him a round of obeisance, which was the only way they could think of to thank him.
The Soul Flame that poured out of them was directly put into Ange's body, surprisingly not needing the transit of the Undead Flame anymore.
This change obviously had something to do with that symbol on the Soul Flame, but Ange's attention had been drawn to something else.
On the wall hung an animal skull with an eyepatch, and it was clear from the two spiky, minotaur-like but thicker horns on the skull that this was the ancestor of a family of minotaurs？
"Yes, this is none other than my great-grandfather, the cart-dragger-Ironhoof." What a simple and unassuming name.
Of course, what attracted Ange's attention was not the skull, but the soul fire inside. This skull had given birth to a soul and became a skeleton. Unfortunately, it was hung on the wall, and there was no skeleton nearby for assembly, so it was just can hang like this.
"It has a soul? No wonder its eye sockets are on fire, so grandma put a blindfold on it. What should we do? This is the skull of our ancestors. It is too disrespectful to continue to hang it. How about putting it in the temple." The family discussed it. , decided to give the skull to Ange to take to the temple, believing that the Temple of the Immortal could better arrange the soul in the skull.
In this way, Ange brought back a cow skull inexplicably. When he returned to the temple, he found that Feilin had been waiting here for a long time and was anxious.