What is the difference between the gods asking for faith from mortals, and demons fearing mortals?

The mountain range in front of him seemed to come to life, Yin Lingxiu walked on this rugged mountain road step by step, shaking under his feet every moment, countless gravel slid from the mountain wall, falling into the bottom of the valley, the narrow mountain road only allowed one person to pass, and on the other side was the abyss with no bottom visible.

From the first moment I sensed that someone was starting to climb this mountain, the obstruction from the living beings never stopped, countless strange-looking birds, living vines, and the mountain itself seemed to be preventing the black-robed cultists from climbing, and at this moment, when all the methods did not work, something was about to awaken.

Yin Lingxiu felt something, looked at the bottomless valley on his side, no one could see whether there was a gaze under the black cloth that penetrated the black cloth, penetrated the deep and rich darkness in the valley, and saw the scene inside, but soon, two huge flames lit up from the valley, but they did not dispel the darkness, as if they were one with the darkness, or the surrounding darkness was actually projected by flames.

Two huge eyes.

"This concept is the mountain god of the past......" Yin Lingxiu's face remained unchanged, even if the life in the darkness was as high as several stories just one eye, and then the two flames were extinguished.

Huge winds poured into the darkness of the valley from all directions, carrying with them the gravel, boulders, trees, other life that had no time to escape, all under the control of the great attraction into the darkness of the valley, and the huge mouth of the beast opened and swallowed hard, as if trying to swallow the world into its mouth.

If someone looks at this steep mountain from a distance at this time, they will be lucky enough to see a picture that can only be peeped into in myths and legends, a giant serpent like a pillar of heaven rises from the valley, and its huge torso wraps around the mountain, layer by layer, and finally near the clouds, a huge snake head like a skyscraper is placed on the peak, and the eyes of the beast are looking at a place in the mountain, or rather,

Someone.

But the man was gone, and in its place was a blue-blue star that rose leisurely from the mountain's peak, like a dream, rising from the back of the mountain, instantly hanging from the sky, casting a cold light, and the serpent seemed to feel the brilliance of the star flowing on the huge snake's body, so it opened its bloody mouth, and the letter in it was as wide as a river, soaring away, biting at the blue-blue star.

Then the cold light that flowed on the scales of the serpent's body seemed to shine like frozen ice, and the frost filled the sky, and the closer it was to the blue star, the colder it became, until even the tiniest particle stopped moving.

Printing pond and water stopping.

Like the deep cold of stagnant time, it has manifested a miracle in physics, the absolute zero degree that stops the operation of molecules, the giant snake like the Optimus Pillar stagnates on the path of devouring stars, and permanently turns into ice, the extreme cold takes away the huge activity on the snake body in an instant, but this volume of life, its activity is also almost endless, so even if it is sealed by the ice of extreme cold, this giant snake still does not die.

There is more than vitality flowing in the flesh and blood inside, and there may even be a trace of divinity.

The figure of Yin Lingxiu suddenly appeared in mid-air, like an immortal out of the dust, falling in the light of the cold stars, looking at the huge vertical pupils of this giant snake, standing leisurely between its eyebrows, Yin Lingxiu just stood on this ice sculpture as towering as a real iceberg, looking into the distance, there, there were invisible fluctuations sweeping in all directions, until this moment, the unknown demon god Lord finally began to panic.

Under its call, all the demons in this world who have been on the scene heard its call, and for a while, on the earth, the demons moved, converging towards the place where the fear was most intense.

Yes, fear. The demon that devoured the fear of most living beings in this world, with this feat, stained the fire, called himself a demon god, and set up eight strongholds to collect fear in this world, and now he has been uprooted one by one, Yin Lingxiu looked down at his body, at this time he was standing in the center of the two beast pupils of the giant snake, and the giant snake under him had been struggling, even if it couldn't break free from the formation of the seal pool no matter what, but this huge body still exuded a high beast nature all the time.

This is a bit rare, Yin Lingxiu thought about it slightly, just walking slowly over is indeed slow, this giant snake does have some supernatural powers, it can grow so big in the bloodline is indispensable to the root divinity of the world, if you can grind away the beast nature, it may not be impossible to become the beast of the world,

"Obedience, or death. ”

A pair of eyes in the void opened from the mind of the giant snake, and for a moment there was a sense of fear in the huge beast's eyes, and those eyes seemed to be connected to the vast starry sky, and the incomparable loneliness and vicissitudes of life came from within it. Only in an instant, it surrendered. The extremely cold ice melted silently, the giant snake hung down its huge head like a skyscraper, and the Yin spiritual cultivator stood on the broad head of the snake,

"It's time for you to come out, Daedric. ”

......

On the other side, Di Zi'an started a demon sweep, but soon Di Zi'an found that there were some strange things on his body, and on the other hand, the winter ghost swept away another demon's lair, and those snake-like entangled and roaring demons really had a bit of a big visual impact on normal people, and Di Zi'an didn't want to see those things, so he urged the Winter Fantasy to let the winter ghost help him get it.

The Winter Illusion has become more and more powerful as it continues to devour the spirituality of these demons, and many times Di Zi'an only needs to find a nest and then urge Rindong to call it a day and leave in less than a stick of incense. And slowly, Di Zi'an discovered that the king of winter ghosts began to summon new winter ghosts, at first he could only summon one, and slowly summoned another one.

At this time, in the illusion, the two completely black winter ghosts followed the king of winter ghosts to wreak havoc everywhere, and the demons had no power to resist in their hands, perhaps because of the too comfortable sweep, so that Di Zi'an could not find the changes in his body for the first time, but slowly, Di Zi'an also noticed it.

Sealing the Winter Illusion into the depths of his soul again, Di Zi'an looked at his hands with a cold face, took a deep breath, and paid full attention, and then shouted very much,

"Here comes the snow!"

It was quiet everywhere, and Di Zi'an looked around, and the snow was silent all around, and there was no movement. I don't know if it's loss or reassurance, I've always had a strange feeling this time, that is, it seems that I can really manipulate ice and snow like in the fantasy world, exercise the power of winter, and it seems that as long as I want, the flying snow will come and go.

"I'll just say, how is it possible!" Di Zi'an said self-deprecatingly, and then felt a chill on his face.

"No......" Di Zi'an looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, a piece of crystal snowflakes fell under his gaze, fell on his body, melted, and the feeling of being cold appeared on his skin, but unlike before, this coolness no longer brought discomfort, but a very comfortable coolness, as if he had adapted to it.

"Is it a coincidence?" Di Zi'an bent his palm and pushed forward, so the wind direction changed, and the goose feather-like snowflakes swept away with Di Zi'an's movements, lying down, it was not a coincidence, it was that he really gained some kind of ability, some kind of ability related to winter. Under Dizi'an's conscious control, the temperature around him dropped rapidly, until Dizi'an felt tired, as if he had manifested the fatigue of the Winter Ghost King for the first time in the illusion.

Is it the feedback of the Winter's Illusion? Because it is the Winter in the Illusion, he has some of the power of Winter, if so, then the Miracle Technique is too incomprehensible, and there is no need to divide the Twelve Stars at all, just the Mira family is omnipotent, no, it's not like that. Di Zi'an recalled what Yin Lingxiu had said, the essence of Milo's secret art was just illusion, and illusion could not be real.

What is the reason for that, it is impossible for the people of this world to have some kind of ability for no reason, and those villagers who have fought with demons have not seen that they have any strange powers? Dizi thought about it, and suddenly thought of a picture that made him uncomfortable, those villagers knelt on the ground together, and did not even dare to look up at themselves. Di Zi'an suddenly remembered a sentence,

What a thousand people refer to, there is no good death.

Human hatred has power, and this power may not be obvious when there is only one person, but when the hatred of thousands of people gathers, it will form the magic of fear, and this is essentially, in fact, believing.

The power of believing, this is also the power of the human heart.

There is power in the human heart, when a person unswervingly believes that he can do something, he can often have miraculous power, the essence of this power is to believe in himself loyally, in the world of abnormal existence, this power is often used by people, demons gain power through human fear, gods gain power through human faith, and on that day, the villagers who were pulled into the illusion believed that Di Zi'an was the master of winter, and the power of winter.

Perhaps there were only a few dozen people at the entrance of the village who witnessed it at that time, but when they returned to the village, they spread the word ten, ten to hundred, and the whole village believed in this fact, and this belief converged into a power in the hands of Di Zi'an, which is the power of the heart.

Is this the power of believing, or rather, the power of the heart, in the world of anomalous existence?

Mantra: Winter

The fear and belief of the villagers became the food of the fire, and the fire refined this fear and became their own strength, but this power is based on the belief of the villagers, so this time will be particularly powerful, and when the villagers gradually forget, they will slowly lose this power.

If such a law is common in all worlds, then even in your own world, there should be a similar situation. Di Zi'an thought for a while, the power of heart and belief, the traveler refining this power through fire, it became a spell, and the spell of killing sacrifice comes from the same source, it is a spell that uses the fire of the heart to exchange power.

The spell of the heart.