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The place is elegant and quiet, with a high density of different kinds of vegetation, and even a small garden with thousands of exotic flowers and plants, each of which is dazzling in appearance.

Here, everyone Fang Mingwei met had master-level abilities, whether it was the aunt who was in charge of sweeping the floor, the craftsman who took care of the garden, or even the chef who was proficient in the cuisine of many ethnic groups, they were all masters of the seventeenth level of physical skills.

The high masters in the Great Federation of Mankind, once they get here, they seem to become worthless.

Looking at this group of people, Fang Mingwei and Iverson both felt deeply incredible.

You must know that once an individual's cultivation reaches a certain level. Especially when people break through the limit of the fifteenth level barrier and become a master, then at least the self-confidence of the individual will have an extreme expansion.

Although it is not so exaggerated as becoming invincible in the world, if you want them to live a life of serving people, then except for those extremely few guys with serious masochistic tendencies, the vast majority of master masters disdain to do such work.

However, this notion is completely overturned by Patrick here.

When you see at least four-figure masters doing all kinds of different jobs on this artificial island, it can definitely give people enough shock.

"Mr. Patrick, how did you get them here...... At your service? Fang Mingwei asked curiously.

"It's simple, because they're my believers."

"Believers?"

"Yes, for so many years, these are the people I have carefully selected to give me the strongest strength of faith." Patrick looked at his island as if a king was looking down on his domain: "They are my pride, so I have given them strength." ”

"What?" Fang Mingwei was shocked and asked, "Your strength was given by you?" ”

"Exactly."

"Is it a beast treasure?" Fang Mingwei asked in a deep voice, it can greatly improve people's strength, I am afraid that there are only massive beast treasures.

"Beast treasure?" Patrick sneered disdainfully and said, "Wrong, I didn't use the beast treasure, but used the power of faith to transform their physique. ”

Fang Mingwei blinked his eyes twice, and there was a look of excitement in them: "How did you do it?" ”

Patrick's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of sadism: "Douglas said, you came to me for something, is this the matter?" ”

"Huh?" Fang Mingwei was slightly surprised, and said with a wry smile: "You are too shrewd." ”

Patrick laughed proudly and said, "Actually, it's very simple for you to know, let's exchange." ”

"Swap?"

"Yes, I can teach you all the things I've learned over the years, but you have to make sure that Douglas is safe with you." Patrick's eyes were smiling, and he said, "It's the first time I've encountered a power that can control the soul, if it's not for Douglas, hehe...... I'd love to use you as an experiment. ”

Fang Mingwei felt a chill in his heart, but he was relieved. He knew that with his current strength, he was definitely no match for Patrick. But because Douglas's soul is in his body, with the relationship between these two people, his surname is absolutely worry-free.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little afraid, if Patrick didn't care so much about Douglas's soul, then wouldn't he be terrible?

It seems that in the future, before you have the strength to compete with the other party, you can't be too reckless.

Of course, if Fang Mingwei didn't have a killer move, then he would definitely be ten times more careful. But it is precisely because of this Mo Li, who can escape at any time, that he will tell him frankly.

"Okay, since it's your old order, then I'll do it." Although Fang Mingwei had a lot of thoughts in his heart, he immediately agreed, because he didn't want to leave a bad impression on the other party.

"Hmm." Patrick nodded in satisfaction and asked, "Have you heard of the water of life?" ”

"I've heard of it." Fang Mingwei said honestly, and added in his heart, I have it.

"The water of life is a magical energy that belongs to the legend, and its greatest function is to directly eliminate the barriers when people's strength is improved.

"This ......" Fang Mingwei hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Patrick, but as far as I know, three hundred years ago, when Master Benfica of the Kaiyue Empire was hitting the limit of the twentieth level of the spiritual system, he also took the water of life, but in the end, it fell short, causing his spiritual power to fall back to the sixteenth level. ”

"Level 20?" Patrick laughed and said, "What do you think level twenty is?" Tell you, level 20 is a hurdle, a huge hurdle. If you want to overcome this hurdle, you can't do it with just a drop of water of life. ”

Fang Mingwei's heart moved, listening to his tone, it seemed that if he wanted to reach level twenty, what other conditions were necessary.

"Mr. Patrick, what do you mean ......"

The old man, who was as famous as Douglas, slowly raised his head and looked at the scorching light above his head, as if he had fallen into a deep memory.

"The war was lost."

“？” Fang Mingwei was surprised, his heart was inexplicable, he really didn't understand why this Mr. Patrick expressed any thoughts about the war at this time.

However, Patrick seems to be unaware of this, and his tone slows down, as if to tell the history of the year: "That year, I came here alone with a warship of the pseudo-world. At that time, the Inca star was still an administrative star that no one had discovered. I've lived here for fifty years, and I've been able to survive the victors' slaughter of the remnants of the Jacques Empire. In the course of 100 years, I discovered a secret of the pseudo-world. ”

Fang Mingwei's heart was beating fast, and his emotions had been brought up by Patrick unconsciously. With just a few words full of emotion, Fang Mingwei can lose control emotionally at this moment, which shows how strong Patrick's true strength is.

"Do you know what the most basic energy that makes up the pseudo-world is?" Patrick said abruptly: "You have escaped from the pseudo-world with your own strength, so you should know what it is." ”

Fang Mingwei nodded slowly and said, "Yes...... The power of faith? ”

"That's right, it's the power of faith, and only with the power of faith can a lot of energy be combined and a real pseudo-world can be built." Patrick paused and added, "In the same way, only by comprehending the power of faith can you truly rush to the height of the twentieth level. ”

Fang Mingwei suddenly remembered something and asked, "I heard Mr. Douglas say that before the war, you had researched several pseudo-worlds, right?" ”

"Yes, I created four whole pseudo-worlds for that war."

"If you realized the power of faith after the war, how did you create a pseudo-world before?" Fang Mingwei asked suspiciously.

Patrick couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and said, "Little ghost, there are a lot of suspicious things." ”

Fang Mingwei's old face was slightly red, if someone else said this, of course Fang Mingwei didn't care, but because of this old man's mouth, he was still a little embarrassed.

"Tell you a secret." Patrick lowered his voice and sighed, "I regret it now for creating those pseudo-worlds." ”

"What?"

"Because I didn't create those four pseudo-worlds, but I paid a lot of materials to ask someone to make them for me." Patrick sighed with regret and said, "However, for them, it took nearly half of my materials, so when I got here, after I comprehended the power of faith, I could only create six more pseudo-worlds, and then it was completely gone." ”

"Who did you ask to make it?" Fang Mingwei asked curiously.

"This ......," Patrick hesitated for a long time, "I'm sorry, I promised not to mention his name and deeds to anyone. ”

Fang Mingwei sighed in disappointment, but his eyes quickly became filled with extreme curiosity, and he asked, "What materials did you use, can't you replace them with other things?" ”

Shaking his head resolutely, the old monster who had lived for more than six thousand years said: "I also hope that there will be something to replace it, but in fact, after so many years of research, I have failed." Because there is one of the most important materials in it, which is simply irreplaceable. ”

"What is it?" Fang Mingwei asked subconsciously.

"Water of Life."

Fang Mingwei's face became extremely funny for a moment, and he asked, "Water of Life, can't you even refine the Water of Life?" ”

In Fang Mingwei's heart, he was faintly angry, this old man wasn't joking.

Since he had mastered the mysterious energy called the power of faith, how could he not condense the water of life?

"Of course I can't." Patrick sighed loudly, "Only a god-man who has broken through the twentieth level and reached the twenty-first level can refine the purest water of life. ”

Fang Mingwei's thoughts were in a mess, he seemed to have vaguely discovered something, but he couldn't grasp the specific clue.

In his mind, Douglas's soul seemed to have a strange wave, and he sent out a trace of thought, "Master Fang, can you refine the water of life?" ”

Iverson's gaze immediately turned and stared at Fang Mingwei tightly.

After hesitating for a moment, Fang Mingwei said, "Yes, Mr. Douglas, do you want me to tell him?" ”

"No, if you really want to tell him, then wait until you're on par with him." Douglas said cautiously: "Of course, you can give him a few drops of the water of life and ask him about it." ”

Fang Mingwei didn't think about Douglas's suggestion for too long, to be honest, since Patrick has been studying this area for thousands of years, it must be much better than being just in contact with it and opening his eyes and being blind.

If you really want to be taught by him, skipping thousands of years of exploration, then a limited reward may be the best option.

Of course, there is a certain limit to this reward, and a few drops of water of life are not a problem, but no one can know that these things are refined by him himself.

"Mr. Patrick, are you saying that as long as there is water of life, you can create a pseudo-world?" Fang Mingwei asked hopefully.

"Yes, it's not just me, anyone who has mastered the power of faith can use the water of life to create a new pseudo-world. Of course, the size of the world that can be created depends on the specific quantity of water of life. Patrick's expression suddenly moved, looking at Fang Mingwei, his eyes were shining, and he asked, "You asked so carefully, is there water of life in your hands?" ”

"Yes, there are some, but not many." Fang Mingwei said with a smile, and took out two porcelain vases from the identity ring.

He once put the water of life on his body in seven small porcelain bottles, each of which contained two drops.

Patrick looked at Fang Mingwei in surprise, took the porcelain vase from his hand, opened it, and immediately showed a satisfied look, and said: "The purity of these water of life is extremely high, and there is no surname, it is a first-class treasure, you can get so much, it is already a great luck." ”

Fang Mingwei asked in surprise, "Does the Water of Life also have a grade?" ”

"Of course, the vast majority of eaux-de-vie contain some kind of special caste, and even if you want to create a pseudo-world, you can only create a world with this special caste, such as the ice world, the fire world, the water world, and so on. However, eaux-de-vie like this can create a pseudo-world that is completely in line with one's desires, and it can also be used by people of all races and who practice different exercises. This kind of water of life is the real super treasure. Patrick looked at the two porcelain vases in his hand and took the trouble to explain.

Fang Mingwei nodded suddenly, no wonder when Master Benfica took out the water of life, he found that the water of life in his old man's hand seemed to be a little different from his own. But I don't know exactly what the difference is.

Now after Patrick's reminder, I finally understand the key.

In this way, the quality of the drop of eaux-de-vie in the hands of the Benfica master is even inferior to the quality of the goods in his own hands.

Patrick played with the porcelain vase in his hand and asked, "Where did you get these eaux-de-vie?" ”

"Behind the monster's white mist passage." Fang Mingwei said honestly that if Patrick was interested in finding trouble with those monsters, then he didn't mind revealing the key to it.

"Monsters? How could they have the water of life there? Patrick asked incredulously.

Fang Mingwei roughly said about his trip to the Monster Empire, of course, he concealed most of the facts, especially about the Water of Life, and he even pushed it on the many elders of the monster.

With the vast territory of the monster empire and the strength of its strength, even if it is Patrick, I am afraid that he will not be able to do whatever he wants.

Sure enough, when Patrick heard the strength of the Monster Empire, he immediately hesitated.

Although there are a large number of masters in the Beast Realm, there are even more devout master believers who can serve Patrick here. However, according to Fang Mingwei's statement, not every beast leader's nest would have water of life, and when the probability of it was even less than one percent, the old man suddenly dispelled the idea of searching in the past.

"Mr. Patrick, you once said that if you want to break through level 20, you must master the use of the power of faith in addition to using the water of life, right?" Fang Mingwei hurriedly diverted the topic and asked.

"Yes, it was only after I mastered the power of faith that I slowly broke through the limit and reached the realm of level twenty." Patrick was suddenly stunned and asked, "Mr. Fang, I'm also very curious, why did your strength not even reach the nineteenth level, but you actually mastered the power of faith?" ”

Fang Mingwei smiled, his heart was brightly tight, in fact, this was not mastered by himself, but by some mysterious power in his body.

However, on the surface, he said happily: "Maybe it's because I'm a two-lineage seventeenth-level relationship." ”

Patrick thought about it for a long time, and finally shook his head and said, "Impossible, maybe it's because of your talent that you can master this mysterious energy early." Well, when you reach level nineteen, you can safely hit level twenty. I promise you'll get it right the first time. ”

Fang Mingwei's heart beat vigorously a few times, but thinking that he was only at level seventeen at the moment, and when he reached level twenty, he really didn't know how long it would take, so the little desire in his heart suddenly faded a lot.

"Mr. Patrick, I would like to ask what can be done to make the power of faith strong and able to change the constitution of others?" Fang Mingwei abandoned his unrealistic delusions and sincerely asked for advice.

Patrick also said seriously: "The power of faith is actually the source of human faith, and only the energy from the heart can gradually increase the power of your faith." As for changing other people's physique, it is a very simple matter, as long as enough faith power is left in the body of others, let him slowly refine, then his physique can be gradually changed. ”

Fang Mingwei nodded slowly, and he whispered to himself: "The energy from the heart......"

Suddenly, Fang Mingwei's thoughts returned to the Beast Leader's Lair, he had seen countless people in the air kneeling towards the direction of the Ancestor Statue, and he had seen endless light enter the bottom of the Ancestor Statue.

At that time, all the genetic people gave him the impression of piety, and a kind of complete trust without reservation.

Their gaze, their gaze, is very similar to that of many masters on this small island of Patrick.

Fang Mingwei's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he finally understood that the power of this belief was not actually generated by himself, but by many believers who had infinite confidence in themselves.

At this point, he also understood why Patrick had built his own huge statue in the main hall, and why he had searched for so many remnants of Jacques.

That's because he needs the power of faith, and it requires a lot of faith power, so he puts on a high posture and uses the surname of religion to expand believers for himself.

Similarly, Fang Mingwei seemed to have guessed why the necromancer wanted to help those genetic people who were in distress.

Because when the country is ruined and people's mood is extremely low, most human beings will have a special kind of blind psychology, and those who can bring them out of the predicament at that time will often receive their highest respect. And there is a high possibility that they will become their most loyal believers.

Gene Man and Patrick are very similar in addition to being rescued by the two of them in a desperate situation.

That is, in the beast territory, except for the nest of the beast territory, the level of science and technology in other places is extremely low, and in the testament of the ancestor, there is also an unreasonable clause that you must not enter the human world.

Looking back, Fang Mingwei looked at the living environment here, and he suddenly knew in his heart that in this pseudo-world, except for a few people, I am afraid that there are not many high-tech products.

But it is precisely in such an environment that both the genetic people and the remnants of the Yakai Empire have pinned the last trace of hope and gratitude in their hearts on the people who saved them, and passed on this belief from generation to generation through religious teaching.

Although the pseudo-worlds created by Patrick are not comparable in scale to the genetics of the ancestors, the methods they use are very similar.

And those genetics and the remnants of Kaiyue have been given a new life, but in a way, they are also the saddest creatures, because they have been kept in captivity, and they have been gathered together in a way that is both benevolent and unbelieving.

There was a sudden movement in his heart, and he also knew how to use the power of faith at this moment, so did he also have to find a way to captive a group of humans?

Once he thought of the scene of countless people bowing down reverently and shouting: "Long live Lord Fang Mingwei......" in his mouth, his vest was a cold sweat.

His body trembled, and Fang Mingwei had already woken up from his fantasy.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Iverson was the only one in front of him, and Patrick was long gone.

Looking at Iverson with an inquiring gaze, he handed over a light card and said, "You were suddenly settled just now, Patrick waited for a while, but you showed no signs of waking up at all." So he left a light card for you to slowly understand.

Fang Mingwei silently took the light card, and sighed gloomily in his heart.

After hearing the truth about the power of faith from Patrick's mouth, Fang Mingwei was eager to be able to accumulate and completely grasp this energy at any time.

But the idea is a bit whimsical.

Because he simply couldn't gather so many believers. What's more, even if he manages to gather these people, he can't make people believe in himself for no reason.

When he thought of the difficulty, his head suddenly became as big as a fight.

Suddenly, Fang Mingwei's spiritual consciousness came to the identity ring, where there were several small porcelain bottles. Fang Mingwei quietly looked at these small porcelain vases and made up his mind in his heart.

Since he didn't have the conditions to summon newcomers to surrender, he had to use the nest of the genetic man's beast leader.

Anyway, there's so much energy there, it's a waste not to use it. Of course, the main thing is that the small bump in his left ear can ensure that he controls the power of those beliefs, so he will hit the idea to the most sacred place in the heart of the genetic person.

If it were a different person, even if Patrick himself took action, he would not want to get any benefit in the beast leader's nest.

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In a gorgeous and extravagant room that was somewhat excessive, Fang Mingwei inserted the light card into the card slot.

This light card was a gift from Patrick, at first, Fang Mingwei didn't care about it, but after looking at it for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up.

It turns out that in this light card, not only does it record how Patrick used the water of life to create a pseudo-world, but also how he collected the power of faith and other methods are listed in detail.

It can be said that after this thing, Patrick's thousands of years of experience are here.

I really didn't expect him to be so generous and teach all his knowledge without reservation.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Mingwei said to the soul in his mind: "Mr. Douglas, this time is really a blessing to you." ”

Indeed, if there is no Douglas, then Fang Mingwei will not be able to obtain this knowledge, but I am afraid that what he is facing is Patrick's pursuit and research.

There was a sudden wave of energy in the room, and a virtual figure composed entirely of energy appeared.

"Mr. Fang, I've taught you all of my thousands of years of experience."

"Yes, Mr. Patrick, rest assured, I promise that Mr. Douglas will be in the best possible place with me."

After a moment of silence, Patrick said, "I don't know much about souls, and I don't know what help to give you. So I can only promise you that you can use all the elite believers under my command if you need them. ”

A hint of surprise flashed on Fang Mingwei's face, this promise was a very important thing.

After passing the light card just now, Fang Mingwei has already learned Patrick's true strength.

Here, there are a total of six pseudo-worlds. In addition to the plain world that was left for Fu Dongmin and the others to use as defense, there were also five pseudo-worlds with different castes.

Combined, the five worlds have more than a billion people.

These populations are the greatest guarantee of Patrick's faith power, I don't know that after several generations of inheritance, the vast majority of them are Patrick's most devout believers, and among them, there are more than 100,000 people with master's ability or above.

One hundred thousand masters, this is simply an unimaginable army.

The elite believers Patrick promised were the 100,000 masters.

Moreover, in these five worlds, once they reach the standard of master, it means that their identity has changed beyond the world, and they can settle in one of the high-tech worlds dedicated to training.

There, Patrick has collected high-level warships and mechs, and these goods have been designed and modified by Patrick himself over the past thousands of years.

All the equipment here is specially tailored for master-level masters, so in terms of surname, it is definitely not comparable to any current country.

I'm afraid that only the private mechs and warships in the ninth-level civilized countries can compete with these terrifying guys.

However, this is not surprising, you must know that five thousand years ago, Patrick was the most outstanding scientist of the Jacques Empire, and for him with nineteenth-level spiritual power, these five thousand years have developed the power of faith into the weapon system, and the things he has created are of course the top products of the current Human Federation.

When he learned about Patrick's full strength, Fang Mingwei finally understood.

Why did Patrick dare to boast, as long as Douglas decides, then he will uproot a powerful family of a ninth-level civilized country.

In the past, Fang Mingwei would think that he wanted to do it himself, but now he understands that with this master-level army, if he can't even do this little thing, then this group of people can commit suicide collectively.

Think of the Kaiyue Empire, with a team of 100 black-clothed masters, it already has a great reputation among all the seventh-level civilization countries.

But here is a comparison with Patrick......

It seems that there is no comparable surname at all.

Looking at Patrick's energy figure, Fang Mingwei bowed down respectfully and thanked him: "Yes, Mr. Patrick, thank you." ”

"No need, you just gave me four drops of water of life, I thought about it, with their quality, they can create a pseudo-world covering an area of four million square kilometers." Patrick continued: "I can create this pseudo-world in a month, and whatever you need to have a surname, or any special request, you can ask for it. ”

Fang Mingwei said in surprise: "Mr. Patrick, these four drops of water of life are my gift to you!" ”

Patrick was obviously stunned, although it was a completely illusory energy figure, he could still see the surprise on his face: "These water of life are for me?" ”

"yes."

"Didn't you want me to help you create a pseudo-world?"

Fang Mingwei touched his scalp embarrassedly and said, "My original idea was indeed to ask you to help create a pseudo-world. As he spoke, he pointed to the light card in front of him and said, "But you have told me in detail how to make it, so I think, I want to ......."

Patrick snorted coldly and said, "Do you think it's that easy to create a pseudo-world? I'm telling you, even I may not be 100% sure. ”

"I understand, but I thought, since I have an innate ability to control the power of faith, why not work on it myself?" Fang Mingwei hurriedly patted his ass and said: "Of course, if it weren't for your old support, I wouldn't have thought of a way to use the water of life and energy, all of this is your old teaching." ”

"Okay." Patrick finally said, "When are you going to start?" ”

"Well, when I return to Tianpeng Star, I'll start manufacturing again."

Patrick's figure raised his head and asked, "Are you leaving?" ”

"Yes, there are a lot of things on Tianpeng Star now, and I really can't get out."

Patrick pondered for a moment and said, "Well, when you're leaving, come to me and get the water of life back, and I'll have a few gifts for you." ”

Fang Mingwei shook his head again and again, and said, "No, no, the water of life is a gift from me, no matter what, I have to ask you to accept it." ”

Perhaps in the eyes of others, the water of life is a very precious thing, but in Fang Mingwei's opinion, there is no need to worry about how much this thing is.

What's more, just a few drops of water of life can make friends with this powerful and incomparable foreign aid, so what is he not satisfied with.

"Listen to your tone, do you have a lot of water of life there?" Patrick asked suspiciously.

Fang Mingwei laughed awkwardly a few times and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it should be more than what you found at the beginning." ”

Patrick's eyes flickered as he looked at Fang Mingwei, and only when his scalp was numb did he shake his head and sigh, "What a lucky child." ”

Douglas's voice came out of Fang Mingwei's mouth: "His luck is indeed good, old friend, I'm leaving, you take care of yourself." ”

A trace of sadness appeared on Patrick's face, and he said, "Take care of the killer king." Alas, if you hadn't killed too many people, you wouldn't have necessarily died back then. ”

"I said it a long time ago, don't call me the king of kills, robot devil."

"Oh, I'm not a robot now." Patrick's figure shook and disappeared into the room, leaving only his voice still echoing: "Killer King, I will hit the twenty-first level realm as soon as possible, if I can succeed, maybe I can find a way to make you a human again." ”

Douglas's soul fluctuated slightly, Fang Mingwei felt the true affection between the two of them, and his heart was also a little warm.

"Mr. Douglas, I really envy you for having such a good friend." Fang Mingwei said unabashedly.

"Yes, everyone will have a few good friends, even a murderer like me......"

Douglas's soul fell silent, and Fang Mingwei also stopped bothering.

If Fang Mingwei respected Douglas's soul before, then now he has more respect.

There's no way, who makes the family suddenly have an extremely terrifying backstage, as long as he can't provoke Patrick, the old man, then for Douglas, it's better to be kind.

Of course, this time Douglas didn't divulge that he was able to make rice bars and transfer souls in his head.

If Patrick really knows, then Fang Mingwei can guarantee that this old monster who has lived for thousands of years will definitely do everything possible to snatch Douglas from his side.

Meet up with Iverson and come to Patrick's room.

At the time of farewell, Patrick gave Fang Mingwei a great gift.

In there, there are more than a hundred anti-reverse shields.

This kind of thing is extremely easy to use, and the power is so great that it is comparable to the beast treasure protective shield, which can be regarded as a super self-defense weapon.

And the most important point is that this kind of protective shield can be mass-produced, and the beast treasure protective shield......

If someone says that one day the beast treasure shield can become a popular product, then this person must be a madman. Because the Beast Treasure Shield is a consumable, looking at the universe, it is simply impossible to have so many Beast Treasures to supply the army-level protective shield to consume.

However, the reverse shield can be mass-produced, because to make the reverse shield shield, you only need to enter a little faith with the surname once.

And Patrick gave this thing away, which also made it clear that Fang Mingwei was allowed to produce independently.

For him at this moment, it is indeed an incomparably precious gift.

In addition to this batch of protective shields, behind Patrick, there were hundreds of people lined up, and these whole hundred people stood side by side, neatly as if they were one person.

But what really surprised Fang Mingwei was that these people turned out to be super physical masters above level seventeen.

For a third-level civilized country, the appearance of a sixteenth-level master is already a very celebratory thing. And in the territory of the Newman Empire, the number of masters is definitely not more than twenty.

But this time, there were hundreds of masters standing behind Patrick, and none of these people were level sixteen.

"This is my escort for you." Patrick glanced at Fang Mingwei deeply and said, "You must take good care of yourself." ”

Fang Mingwei glanced at this group of majestic and high-spirited masters in surprise, of course he understood that Patrick's words were not said to himself, but to his old friend Douglas.

Nodding excitedly, he didn't expect to come here and get hundreds of top masters, the joy in Fang Mingwei's heart can be imagined.

A man stepped forward slowly, his grade didn't look very big, and his beard covered most of his face. However, after he took a step forward, Fang Mingwei's attention was immediately completely attracted by him.

How many levels of master is this?

Fang Mingwei's heart was slightly surprised, with his eyesight, he couldn't see through this person's strength, it was really unbelievable.

"Contemptible Mordon, leader of the convoy, has seen his master."

"What?" Fang Mingwei was shocked and said, "What do you call me?" ”

"Master." Mordon bowed his head respectfully, and there was not the slightest dissatisfaction in his expression.

Fang Mingwei swallowed the liquid in his mouth, if it was in the outside world, then it would be absolutely impossible for a master with such strength to be called someone else's master, but is it a person who grew up in this environment......

Touching his nose, Fang Mingwei began to envy Patrick and the First Ancestor.

Such a foolish policy still has a very desirable place for the superiors.

"You ......" Fang Mingwei hesitated for a moment and asked, "What is the strength of the escort team?" ”

Mo Erdong said without hesitation: "In the escort team, there are ten masters of the eighteenth level of physical arts, and eighty-nine masters of the seventeenth level of physical arts. ”

"What about you?"

"Contemptible person, the peak of the nineteenth level of physical arts."

"Hiss ......"

The sound of gasping sounded from the mouths of Fang Mingwei and Iverson, grandma's, it's really scary, almost scared to death!

Patrick's voice came faintly: "Fang Mingwei, they are my most faithful believers, their life is for me, and their death is for me." Now, I give you the power to control their lives and deaths. From today onwards, their lives and everything will be yours. ”

Mordon and the others suddenly knelt down and bowed down to Patrick, shouting at the same time: "Honorable Father, I have seen my master. ”

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Tens of thousands of spaceships took off into the sky and traveled rapidly in the direction of Tianpeng Star.

It wasn't until the moment he stepped on the spaceship that Fang Mingwei finally believed that he had taken a big advantage this time.

Led by Mordon, there are hundreds of body masters, each of whom has a strong strength that surpasses Fu Dongmin and Chen Haibiao, and each of them has a reverse protective shield and several extremely concealed weapons, and the mecha on each of them is made for them by Patrick himself.

Fang Mingwei had fought against one of his team members, but the result made him very annoyed.

That team member's attainments in mechs were not inferior to him in any way. Moreover, the mecha on his body was far superior to the super mecha that Fang Mingwei got from the ruins, both in terms of surname and weapon system.

If it is said that in hand-to-hand combat, Fang Mingwei can quickly kill him with one blow, but once he boards the mecha, then he is like a mouse encountering a cat, and he has no chance to escape.

As for Mordon, the leader of these escorts, he has unpredictable and powerful combat power.

His mech is a rare multi-faceted mecha that, once fully formed, transforms into three heads and six arms.

Each head is a powerful multi-purpose launchport, and the six arms are equipped with a variety of different types of weapons, capable of dealing with any situation.

Of course, these more than 100 people were carefully selected by Patrick, so their mecha all have some unified equipment, such as a small pseudo-world power furnace in the belly of the mecha, with the existence of this thing, even if it does not replenish energy at all, it is enough for this mecha to run at full power for hundreds of days.

And even if the energy is exhausted, after a three-day downtime, the power furnace will generate new power again.

In addition, there is a mustard seed space on the mecha dedicated to storing food and ammunition.

Also, on top of these mechas, there are super powerful anti-anti protective shields, which are so large that they can not only envelop the mecha itself, but also form a circular space with a radius of ten zhang at a critical juncture, and accommodate some targets that need to be protected at the same time.

Since these anti-reversing shields were set up for mechs at the time of manufacture, the power of faith entered by the surname is extremely powerful, as long as the mechs can provide enough energy, then they can even be afraid of the power of the main guns of Victory-class battleships. Of course, if it receives too much artillery fire, exceeding the limit of the mech's energy supply, it is also in danger of being destroyed.

It's just that the probability of wanting to bombard these mechs with such a large and dense artillery fire in a short period of time is really too low.

The consequence of these mechs being concentrated on a single mech is that each of these mechs has a powerful power that can compete with space warships.

The space battleship referred to here is not an ordinary battleship, but is measured by the goal of the Victory-class battleship. And Mordon's three-headed and six-armed mecha is even more powerful to the point where it can ignore the Royal Victory-class battleship.

Fang Mingwei even wondered if Mordong was allowed to go out alone to face the satellite fortress, then he would also have the possibility of retreating.

It can be said that these mechs have completely solved the problem of energy reserves, food reserves and ammunition reserves, and as long as they are replenished once, they can fly in space like spaceships.

Being able to raise the surname and power of mecha to such a point is indeed the pinnacle achievement of the mecha discipline.

However, the only pity is that the cost of these mechas, the amount of materials required, the huge amount of energy, and the sufficient power of faith are enough to make any normal person or any country shocked.

And except for Patrick, an old monster who has lived for 5,000 years, I'm afraid that no one can really apply so many pseudo-world technologies to mechas.

In the past 5,000 years, Patrick has spent all his efforts on the transformation of mechs and warships, in addition to creating six pseudo-worlds.

After so many years of reserves, there are only more than 5,000 such super mechas, and on average, only one can be made in a year, which shows the preciousness of these mechas.

Before leaving, Patrick had proposed to give Fang Mingwei one of these mechas, but after thinking about it for a long time, Fang Mingwei still declined.

Patrick asked the reason in surprise, and Fang Mingwei said a sincere word to him, because he was a dual-line master, so he wanted to find the legendary inner armor specially equipped for dual-line masters in the former tenth-level civilization country.

After listening to Fang Mingwei's plan, Patrick was surprised, and he no longer insisted on it.

Because he also wanted to see if the strongest mecha in that ancient legend could compete with the mecha he had carefully developed.

Of course, Fang Mingwei has not found any clues about the inner armor at present, but he has always kept in mind the instructions of old Vernon, in the absence of the inner armor, do not take any type of mecha, even if this mecha is such a powerful battle armor.

With the strong strength of these hundred escorts, Fang Mingwei believed that even if he was against the Kaiyue Empire, he would not be powerless to resist.

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Slowly pouring all the bright red liquid of ice and snow wine in the cup into his mouth, Fang Mingwei's gaze finally left the big screen he was staring at.

During the time that the spaceship was on its way to Tianpeng Star, Fang Mingwei had read the contents of the light card that Patrick had given him at least a thousand times.

If the hundred Super Guardians have greatly enhanced the strength under his hands, then these experiences are even more rare treasures for him.

As Patrick researched the pseudo-worlds and mastered the use and collection of the power of faith, he also invented a number of helpful techniques.

For example, the spiritual power is compressed and materialized. There are also scattered spiritual consciousness into individuals with different special surnames who can read and think.

When Fang Mingwei saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

It is not difficult to disperse the spiritual consciousness into many parts, and it can be easily done by any spiritual master.

An ordinary sixteenth-level master can also attack with two or thirty thousand different weapons at the same time. And a figure of the level of a master Benfica controls a terrifying number of more than 100,000.

However, the spiritual consciousness they divide is not a reading individual, but a vassal attached to the main consciousness.

If you leave the main consciousness, then these spiritual consciousnesses will automatically dissipate and will no longer be useful.

However, the method created by Patrick is absolutely different.

He borrowed the method of compressing the powerful spiritual power as an entity, and increased and compressed the small spiritual consciousness that was separated, and when it was compressed tens of thousands of times, this spiritual consciousness already had the ability to read and think. In other words, this spiritual consciousness has become a completely different consciousness from the ontology.

In fact, this situation also occurs in normal people, and some people, after being strongly stimulated, will produce a second personality, and the habits and thinking of this second personality will have a completely different performance from the main personality.

Such people are often referred to as schizophrenia.

Patrick's greatest invention was the automatic creation of schizophrenia.

Of course, he didn't go crazy, and he didn't have any intention of becoming a psychopath.

He had worked so hard to create this technology in order to completely control the pseudo-worlds he had created.

The pseudo-world is Patrick's biggest bargaining chip, and he simply doesn't allow any surprises to happen.

And because all the pseudo-worlds are created by Patrick himself, as a maker, as long as he enters the pseudo-world, then he can take everything that happens in this world into his own hands.

Of course, this does not mean that he can transform the world as he wants, but that he can understand the changes that have taken place in this world through some means. In this world, no force can stop his prying eyes, as long as he himself does not leave this world, then everyone's words and deeds cannot hide from him.

In that case, he can grasp everyone's whereabouts and know everyone's thoughts, which is of great help to his great cause of gathering the power of faith.

However, there are six pseudo-worlds he has created, and even if one is placed at the door to prevent the invasion of powerful enemies, there are still five inhabited by large populations.

In this way, he can only grasp the situation of one pseudo-world at most, and without his control, different voices will inevitably appear in the rest of the pseudo-worlds.

In order to solve this problem, Patrick put a lot of effort into it, and after countless practices, he finally created this schizophrenic method.

The mental consciousness created in this way can also control a pseudo-world.

However, every time such a spiritual consciousness is created, a certain amount of spiritual power will be permanently lost, and it will also be a very big damage to his spiritual consciousness. It takes a long time to recover slowly.

Even with Patrick's power, in 5,000 years, it has only created five such divisive consciousnesses.

This technique is actually an obvious weakness for ordinary people, because not many people are willing to risk the loss of their permanent spiritual power and a lot of damage to their spiritual consciousness to create a homologous spiritual consciousness that is not of great use.

However, this technique fell into the hands of Fang Mingwei, and the result was very different.

Because in Fang Mingwei's mind, there are countless souls, and what is even more rare is that these souls have no self-consciousness when they have strong experience and ability.

In this case, as long as a trace of the split spiritual consciousness is permanently injected into the soul, the goal of successful division can be achieved with the help of the energy of the soul itself.

Patrick can't do this because he has to cultivate this wisp of spiritual consciousness into a soul state in order for this wisp of spiritual consciousness to be separated from his subject. But Fang Mingwei didn't need to think about this at all, so as long as he was given the opportunity, then he would definitely be able to create countless splitting consciousnesses.

And with Mi Bar, then as long as he wants, he can create countless super masters who are like one person.

Therefore, for him, the value of this skill is definitely not under how to create a pseudo-world, nor is it under those hundred master-level escorts with super combat power.

After two months of flying, nearly 100,000 warships finally returned to Tianpeng Star again.

Fang Mingwei walked out of the battleship first, and immediately saw the heads of many families from the Six-Six Alliance sent here, as well as the Titan General of the Kaiyue Empire.

He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and a hundred master escorts above the seventeenth level led by Mordong followed closely behind him and walked off the spaceship together.

(To be continued)