0p0 Chapter 507 Faith Channel
Chapter 507 Faith Channel
When a chipmunk, who had witnessed everything on the river bank, ran up to Paul with Todd's meerschaum pipe in his mouth, the dean listened to the chipmunk's description in disbelief.
Todd's body was too heavy for the little chipmunk.
No matter how hard it tried, it could not stop the druid, who was pierced by a dozen spears, from sinking into the water of the Miral River.
It could only pick up the pipe floating on the water - this was the most beloved thing of the druid who had always taken care of it.
Boll lowered his head and looked at the pipe in his hand without saying a word.
The wooden mouthpiece had been repaired by a crude shaping spell and was stained with blood that had not yet completely dried.
Boll remembered very clearly the young man who volunteered to come here from the South District to participate in the reconstruction of the North District sect.
He was very noble at the time, and was hardly better than that kid Alvin.
But at that time, the eyes of this newly adult druid were full of high spirits.
The years that followed were not peaceful.
Whether it was the encirclement and suppression of the remaining half-dragons twelve years ago, or the fight against the fallen elves last year, the high-spirited young man has turned into a weathered middle-aged man.
I really deserve to die... Why did I let him contact the Southern District Cult...
A timid politician?
Paul suddenly raised his head and a low voice came out from between his teeth.
"Aliya, please help me notify everyone to gather outside the Oak Hall."
Alia, who was taking care of the trembling little chipmunk, looked at Priest Pol with some uncertainty.
"Master Priest, it is already night time and most of the members of the cult have gone to sleep... Well, I understand."
She didn't ask any further questions, the look in the bald priest's eyes said it all.
Looking at Alia's leaving back, Paul continued to rub the pipe in his hand.
He meticulously wiped off the blood stains, and the smell of tobacco covered his fingers.
"A politician? Todd, you're right. I'm a little too much of a politician..."
After that, Boll's throat could no longer make any sound.
He choked and lowered his head.
……
Xiling and Lian have been quite busy these past two days.
They are responsible for teaching Alvin how to cast more spells.
In terms of seniority, these two sisters can be considered the predecessors of the North District Church.
Whether in terms of rank or proficiency in divine arts, he was no match for Ivan, who had only been a druid for a few months.
Although he became a god, Ivan's face was full of bitterness as he still hadn't changed his poor academic condition.
But he also had to complete this excessive learning under Xiling's resentful eyes.
It was he who proposed this plan.
After learning that "trusting Alvin can gain special spells", Alvin began to think about it.
The effects of those special versions of my own spells are recognized as abnormal... ahem, recognized as excellent.
The more spells he improved, the more powerful the spells that Philothir and the Elf God would possess.
And Alvin believes that in the future, there will be more professionals with this special spell effect.
For example, now there is a new member who can perform the Turtle Shell Binding... uh no, it's the frost giant Soi who has unlocked Vineman's artistic talent.
Alvin had a deep impression of this tall, impatient, and intellectually questionable war priest.
However, both he and Xiling were puzzled as to how a priest could master druid spells.
"Hey, how did she do that?
Shouldn’t [Entanglement] be a druid’s exclusive spell?
How did this frost giant learn it?"
Alvin looked at Soi, who was tying up a frost giant female warrior who liked to show her legs with weeds in the middle of the venue, and whispered in Xiling's ear.
Feeling the heat next to her earlobe, Xiling blushed uncontrollably.
She carefully sensed for a long time, but could not detect any druid-related attributes from the other party.
"Ivan, can't you use your divine power to simulate other people's body structures?
Why don't you try it on Soi?"
Unable to bear this vague aura, Xiling moved to the side with a red face.
"Huh? Isn't that used to detect divine power? Can it also be used on ordinary creatures?"
Ivan was a little surprised, but his hands moved very quickly - he also wanted to know the reason why Soi cast spells across professions.
As a light golden light flashed, a small frost giant appeared on Ivan's palm.
The outline was exactly the same as Soi's, and there was no divine power flowing in his body.
However, a light pink thread was running through the heart of the little frost giant.
"what?"
Xiling next to her looked over curiously.
"What is this?"
Alvin looked at the silk thread in silence.
He could clearly sense that the other end of this thread was connected to his unknown kingdom of God.
“This is the faith channel.”
A cynical voice, still pulling the bellows, sounded behind the two of them.
Alvin was frightened and quickly withdrew the spell in his hand.
"Old Skeleton? Please don't pop out of nowhere all the time!"
"What do you mean by out of the blue? I've been standing behind you two for half an hour!
Also, I am not a skeleton now!"
"Then why are you still imitating that bellows voice?"
"I-I'm used to it, okay?"
As an old-fashioned deity, Rillifane knows very well how to gain faith.
After choosing to believe in a god, the creatures in the main plane will establish a channel of faith connecting themselves and the kingdom of God.
Through sincere prayers, the power of believers' faith will flow through the channel to the kingdom of God, and then be transformed by the gods into their own divine power.
And the more devout the believer, the thicker the channel of faith will become.
For gods, the power of faith gained per unit time will become even greater.
At the same time, for believers, the divine power they can call upon will become stronger.
"This is the essence of divine magic, or rather, the essence of all divine magic."
Ivan nodded thoughtfully, then flipped his hand and a small Rillifane appeared on it.
“Tsk tsk tsk, old skeleton, look at you, the thickness of your silk thread is not much different from Soi’s.
It seems that our relationship is not good enough..."
Ivan narrowed his eyes at Rillifane and made a teasing joke.
The old skeleton, who finally had a physical body, gave Alvin a mocking expression.
"Tsk! After all, I am a veteran who was born in the First Era!
It's already great to have faith in a little guy like you!"
Xiling next to her couldn't help but hold her forehead.
As a human being, Alvin had never had basic respect for gods.
Now that he has become a god, he has become even more disrespectful to other gods.