In the Eunice Church, in a dark, closed prayer room, only a faintly lit candle burned on the table, providing an insignificant light.

At the desk, a skinny bald man was sitting at the desk, muttering to himself a shabby old book, looking extremely religious.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and a dull voice came in from outside.

"Bishop Farah, Master Paul asked you to come over."

Farah replied without raising his head: "Let him wait a moment, I'll go over later." ”

As he spoke, his eyes never took off the old book.

After reading a page, he solemnly closed the old book, stroked the old cover of the same color as the human skin a little, and then put the old book back on his body, pushed the door open and walked out.

The priest who had been delivering the message had been waiting outside the door, and when he saw Farah open the door, he hurried to lead him to the apse.

Paul Rodney was standing in front of the huge statue, looking up at Eunice's solemn face.

Farah walked up to him and said in a cold tone, "Master Paul, you are looking for me. ”

Paul's gaze shifted from the idol to Farah's body, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his tone was slightly surprised, "Farah, has your strength improved again?" ”

Farah's tone was still light: "It's all a gift from Her Highness the Goddess." ”

Paul's eyes flickered slightly, and then a kind smile appeared on his face, "My child, I have a task for you to complete. ”

After listening to Paul's explanation, Farah nodded and said, "The glory of the goddess does not fall, I will convince him." ”

"Kid, your safety is more important to me, an old fellow. You're going to face a greedy devil. Remember, if you receive danger, be sure to notify you with the agreed password on the magic web as soon as possible. I'll give you permission to investigate the location on an ad hoc basis. ”

Paul paused for a moment, and said in a complicated tone, "The last time this strong man appeared was in the Keman Jungle. He killed the poor child of Reg and robbed him of all his faith. ”

"I see."

The corners of Farah's eyes moved slightly, as if she had thought of something, but she didn't say much, just nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at his back, Paul had a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and then shook his head slightly, and said secretly: "Strange ......"

……

In the jungle, Qi Yuan, who had already solved the twelfth bishop, was stunned by the true faith in the sea of knowledge.

"It's a feeling of fulfillment, I don't know what it's like to be a real god......"

Faith, in essence, is a kind of mutated spiritual power, however, it is different from spiritual power. These true beliefs stored in Qi Yuan's Sea of Consciousness now, if they were replaced with spiritual power, I am afraid that his soul would have burst long ago! But in this form of belief, Qi Yuan did not have the slightest feeling of "fullness" in the sea.

"Tourje!"

Qi Yuan summoned the ball of flesh from the ring.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

As soon as Tourye came out, he screamed frantically, and his voice pierced directly into Qi Yuan's sea of consciousness, even making his head tingle a little.

"Qi Yuan, you bastard! Keeping me in such a boring place for so long! ”

Qi Yuan shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sorry, for personal safety, I can't help it." Didn't I put a microblog stove and a micro generator in it? ”

Tu recognized Yah's roar: "It's been broken for a long time!" ”

"Okay. I'll buy you a new one when I'm free. ”

Qi Yuan waved his hand, "I'll show you something." ”

As he spoke, he placed his fingertips on his temples, bringing out a slender filament of light that fluttered. In the sunlight, the white light that shimmered in the filaments turned wonderfully golden. Like one, the legendary Golden Fleece.

"This is ......" Tourye's frantically rolling body stopped in vain, his body trembling slightly, and his tone was incredulous, "What pure faith! ”

"Oh?" Qi Yuan's eyebrows raised, "Is there a difference between pure and impure faith?" Is it because of the believers, or what? ”

He felt a little strange in his heart, it stands to reason that the vast majority of believers now are induced by profits, or brainwashed by local forces for a long time. This kind of belief shouldn't be so pure, right?

Tourye's tone was a little hesitant, "This ...... It doesn't have much to do with believers. ”

Qi Yuan listened to it for a long time, and as for understanding, he suddenly felt a little speechless.

People have seven emotions and six desires, and the beliefs generated by thousands of believers are destined to be contaminated with all kinds of emotional pollution. Therefore, when the gods enjoy their faith, they must first go through their own purification.

As for the result of purification, it all depends on the skill of each god itself......

Hearing this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but glance at Tourye with disdain. He sighed in his heart, fortunately, this guy was born hundreds of thousands of years ago, and those believers are also primitive people, and their thoughts are much simpler than modern people. Otherwise......

"If you are backward, you will be beaten......"

Qi Yuan sighed, then stopped this thought, and said, "Now that there is faith to provide, the one you used before, the talent technique that can improve mental power and physique, should be able to be used again, right?" ”

"No problem." Tourje agreed simply, seemingly casually, and asked, "How much faith do you have at this level?" ”

Qi Yuan frowned and thought for a moment, "It's about 100,000 times that of this one." ”

Through the back door of the twelfth bishop's knowledge, he exchanged 100,000 points worth of faith. It is estimated that this light filament should correspond to a point.

"One hundred thousand?" Tourye's body shook again, and he said impatiently: "Okay! Good! You pass on all your faith to me, and I will help you. ”

Qi Yuan stood there indifferently, with a mysterious smile on his face.

"So, what are you waiting for? Don't you want to have earth-shattering strength and a long life......"

Tourje roared impatiently, and there was a hint of temptation in his tone as he spoke.

"There's no rush to this."

Qi Yuan smiled: "I think I should re-sign the agreement between the two of us first." ”

Tourje said in a humble heart: "What happened to the agreement?" I think it's good. ”

Qi Yuan shook his head and insisted: "It's better to resign, otherwise I'm still a little worried." ”

Although Turye had a bad head and his business knowledge as a god was extremely outdated, Qi Yuan had never forgotten a little.

This guy is born as an evil god!

When Qi Yuan signed the master-servant contract with Tourye before, his strength was not enough, and he couldn't withstand the too "harsh" terms, and the contract was not binding at all. It wasn't so much a master-servant contract as it was nothing but the ability to connect to the web using Tourye's number.

He relied solely on the "physical destruction" of Tourje to maintain deterrence.