"It's just ......"

When he said this, he saw Pacy's expression change suddenly, the smile on his face slowly faded, and a strange brilliance flashed in his blue eyes.

"It seems that the Holy See in the Marvel world is not as simple as I imagined, if it weren't for the fact that I was the first to appear among the saints and thus recognized by the world, and let the Holy See return the power of faith that has accumulated for thousands of years to myself, maybe ......"

As he spoke, Patch suddenly smiled, looked at the Templar Mount in the distance of the half-plane, and continued to say to himself: "Perhaps in the near future, the vast power of faith accumulated by the Holy See may really be able to give birth to self-consciousness through the will of mankind, and with the support of the power of human faith in every era, it may be that it is really no different from the omniscient and all-powerful God at that time." ”

"But the so-called God born by this means has a fatal flaw, and the phrase 'faith is poisonous' is not just a joke!"

Looking intently at the top of the Templar Mountain in the distance, Pache suddenly sighed a few times, and then opened his mouth to say to himself: "Alas, it's a pity that such a huge power of faith can't be used directly by me, if I can use it without any trouble, I will definitely be able to make a long-term progress on the road to the supreme truth, alas, it's a pity......"

As Patch let out a long sigh, his gaze did not take a moment off, and he remained looking at the summit of the Templar Mountain, and on the top of the distant mountain there was a strange rainbow cloud that kept tumbling and surging, and the cloud kept surging like a living thing.

But Patch knew that this cloud-like thing, condensed and condensed by the power of faith, did not actually have autonomous consciousness, and at most had some characteristics of a life form.

That's right! This cloud-like thing is a highly condensed power of faith.

And these powers of faith are the greatest harvest that Patch has gained after all his hard work.

Although the power of these beliefs is only the size of this small cloud after materialization, Patch knows what a terrifying power lies within this cloud.

You can imagine how huge the purest power of faith that the Holy See has accumulated and retained over thousands of years and countless human beings who believe in God, and now these purest faith forces have been sublimated by the condensation and condensation of Pacchi.

According to Patch's estimation, the power contained in this may be able to turn the current earth upside down, and the reenactment of civilization and the reopening of heaven and earth are not just a certain idea of human beings, and all the impossible will become possible under this absolutely powerful force.

It's just that Patch doesn't have such a heartbroken idea, he doesn't collect this power of faith to subvert the civilization of the earth, and the civilization on the earth is of great use to him now, if it is not a last resort, he will not easily subvert it.

Patch has deeper plans for this power of faith, and his plans are closely related to some aspects of his subsequent plans.

With his hands on his hands, Patch slowly stood up from the high platform that reached into the sky, and as soon as he straightened up, he saw his figure suddenly shake, and then a flash of light flickered, and Patch's body disappeared in place, and in an instant he came to the top of the Templar Mountain in the distance.

Patchy slowly approached the tumbling and surging cloud of faith suspended in midair, and only stopped abruptly when he was a step within a step of the cloud of faith.

Looking up slightly at the colorful and chaotic cloud in front of him, Patch suddenly shook his head and sighed again, and then opened his mouth to talk to himself.

"It's a shame that the power of faith is so great, but it can't be used directly by me. However, if the soul is polluted by the will of the beings in this power of faith, it will be even more than worth the loss, but it will ......"

As he spoke, the corners of Patch's mouth suddenly rose slightly, "I have a more reasonable way to use these power of faith, although 'faith is poisonous', but if used properly, these power of faith will definitely become my greatest help in the future." ”

Before the words fell, he saw Patch's body suddenly move, and an invisible force from nowhere slowly suspended his body in the air, gradually rising to the same level as the colorful cloud in front of him.

"Under the traction of my power, you obviously also have a rudimentary life form, and you have also given birth to a chaotic self-consciousness, now I only need to give you some consciousness that can dominate, then ......"

Staring at the cloud of faith in front of him, Patch laughed to himself before he finished speaking, and after chuckling for a while, Patch had no desire to continue~ look, but at this moment, Patch's hands suddenly moved.

I saw that his left and right hands made a move in the void, and suddenly a brownish scroll and a metal scepter were held tightly by Patch.

The front of the metal scepter was inlaid with four hedrons of different colors, apparently the same wand that Patch had created at Kama Taj's New York Temple, but the brownish scroll was a little more special.

I don't know what material this scroll is made of, neither lambskin nor cowhide, but on this scroll, there are countless black lines that are clearly visible to the naked eye, just like the magic patterns that Patch used before, but on closer inspection, there is a very obvious difference.

Patch's hands quickly made other moves after grasping these two things.

I saw that he held the metal scepter tightly in his right hand and pointed straight towards the cloud of faith in front of him, and the scepter suddenly shone with a dazzling light of red, blue, yellow, and blue on the way to the cloud of faith.

The brilliant four-colored light rushed straight towards the cloud of faith, and the terrifying energy contained in the four-colored light caused the cloud of faith to change amazingly in an instant, driven by Patch.

The cloud of faith suspended in front of Pacy was like a child being frightened, and it couldn't stop tumbling and jumping, and the range of activity was now several times more intense than in the previous normal state.

The violently churning cloud of faith also took on an extremely strange and special state, and under the sweep of Patch's vision, he suddenly saw that the surface of the cloud flashed countless human faces in an instant.

These faces may be peaceful, hideous, angry, joyful, or sad...... And so on.

The only thing that is the same is that these faces are all manifested in an extremely vivid image, like ...... It's like a living person.

And when Patchy saw these dense faces attached to the surface of the clouds, not only was he not frightened, but the corners of his lips showed a faint smile.

Smiling, Patch reached out his left hand and flung the brown scroll into the middle of the cloud of faith.

As soon as the scroll reached the middle of the cloud, it spread out completely in an instant, and the black runes that were constantly jumping on it jumped out of the scroll and rushed towards the faces on the surface of the cloud.

In the blink of an eye, the black runes on the scroll flowed cleanly, but these tadpole-like black runes did not leave the scope of the cloud of faith, but rushed into the middle of the vivid faces on the surface of the cloud one by one.

"Uh-ah......" "Uh-ah......"

The moment the black runes entered his face, Patch heard countless miserable and terrible cries one after another, and his eyes immediately saw that the dense faces on the surface of the cloud quickly began to distort.

The screams continued, but Patch glanced at them without looking back, for he had something very important to do.

I saw Patch slam back the metal scepter that had penetrated into the cloud of faith, and the four-colored light flashed away, but Patch then suddenly aimed the tip of the metal scepter at his forehead.

The four-colored rays of light reappeared, but this time they were entangled with each other, and they entered his spirit world through Patch's eyebrows.

As soon as the entangled four-colored light entered Patch's spiritual world, it was as if it had obtained something in an instant, and it suddenly withdrew towards the way it came, but Patch's spiritual world seemed to have some kind of special power and began to pull fiercely with the four-colored light.

Under this tugging, Patch's face couldn't help but show a little pain, and his forehead was unconsciously covered with fine beads of sweat.

"No, you must be decisive, long pain is better than short pain."

Suddenly, a thought crept into Patch's mind. And with this thought, I saw Patch's right arm move, and suddenly the four-colored light on the front of the metal scepter suddenly increased a little.

In Patch's spiritual world, the four-colored light that seemed to be wrapped in something instantly pulled out, and outside, with the movement of Patch's arm, he suddenly saw the tip of the metal scepter detached from the center of his eyebrows.

"Hiss......"

But under this inner and outer action, Patch couldn't hold back the pain like tearing his head, clenched his teeth and gasped, and his wrinkled forehead was about to twist and fell with sweat drops the size of beans.

After more than ten minutes, Patch finally regained his strength, but he still couldn't help but grin because of the pain.

"The witchcraft of mental stripping is truly cruel, and the pain is unbearable even for an inhuman being like me."

While talking to himself that no one was listening, Patch slowly turned his head to look at the metal scepter held flat in his right hand, and only after seeing the front of the scepter did he finally show an ugly smile.

Following his gaze, he saw that at this moment, in the middle of a cloud of four-colored light, a vague and miniature version of Pache suddenly appeared at the tip of the metal scepter.

Looking at this miniature version of himself, Patch couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Is there a spirit body with a small part of my self-consciousness?" Although the Mental Dissection Technique has a key role in some aspects, it is clear that I will have to cultivate for a long time after doing this, but it is ......"

"None of this is worth mentioning relative to the harvest to come......"

As he spoke, Patch suddenly turned his head to look at the cloud of faith on the other side, at this time, on the surface of the cloud, those dense fresh faces and countless small tadpole-like black runes had disappeared completely, and the inside of the cloud had stopped tumbling and jumping, and the whole cloud was extremely quiet.

After seeing the scene in front of him, and feeling the pain of the tearing apart of the spiritual world gradually weakening, Patch did not hesitate in the slightest.

In an instant, he probed the metal scepter in his hand into the cloud of faith again, but this time Patch did not volatilize the energy in the elemental crystal, but only used a little pushing force to slowly send the spirit body at the front of the scepter to the middle of the cloud.

At this time, in the middle of the cloud, the scroll was still spread out, but the black runes attached to it had completely disappeared, leaving only a blank space.

And what Patch wanted at this time was this blank scroll, and he did not hesitate to push the spirit body to the blank scroll, and when the spirit body came into contact with the scroll, he saw that the vague and chaotic spirit body instantly merged with the scroll.

As a result, the brownish scroll of the right talent changed, and the whole scroll swelled up in the blink of an eye, and the expanded scroll slowly changed until it gradually turned into something similar to a human heart.

And during the period when the scroll slowly expanded and then gradually changed, Patch on the side was also keeping an eye on it, and coming to the Marvel world for so long was the most focused Patch ever doing something.

When the scroll took on the shape of a heart and slowly began to beat, a smile bloomed on Patch's serious face, and his tense body relaxed slightly.

"The mixed will in the cloud of faith has been removed, and the heart of God that can now dominate has been completed, and the next ......"

Still staring at the extremely quiet cloud of faith in front of him, Patch suddenly paused as he spoke, and then saw a glittering light suddenly jump in his eyes, and his voice suddenly raised a few points when he spoke again: "Next...... It's time for the birth of the true God! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Patch jerk out the metal scepter that had probed into the cloud of faith, and with this movement, he saw that the heart in the middle of the cloud suddenly increased its beating speed.

At the same time, a powerful energy erupted from the heart, causing the cloud of faith to begin to tumble violently again.

The colorful cloud of faith bloomed into a burst of white light for some reason in the violent tumbling, and as the cloud rolled faster and faster, the white light became more and more brilliant and dazzling.

The blazing white light made even Patch on the side can't help but cover his eyes.

I don't know how much time had passed, but when the light through the cracks in his hand had gradually dissipated, Patch removed his obscured left hand and opened it again, finally seeing what he was expecting.

"Compared to the Christmas in history, today ...... It's supposed to be the real Christmas Day! ”