After exhaling a breath, Qi Qi turned around and returned to the picture scroll, and only then did he look back at Bai Ze and said, "Don't toss too much!"

Bai Ze snorted disdainfully, obviously not paying attention to Qi Qi's words.

Dawn was curious about their relationship, but she also knew that this was not the time to ask. The mist that Qi Qi spat out unconsciously drifted to the power of faith that Aaron had not yet had time to transform, and then pieces of black things spread like a contagion.

"What's that?" asked Dawn with a little surprise, of course, this was a common question to everyone, including Aaron.

"What else can Qi Qi spit out be, it is the evil thoughts in the nature of intelligent creatures!" Bai Ze said lightly. When most believers pray to dedicate their faith, their main purpose is not to worship the gods, but to covet the benefits that the gods can bestow on them. Even the purest fanatical believers are full of yearning and longing for a comfortable world after death. And what Qi Qi did was to expand the viciousness of this desire. The inflated desire is like a virus to the power of faith, and because it is more in line with the instincts of intelligent beings, the assimilation rate is not unusually fast.

"Evil thoughts...... Something!" Aaron was unaware of the dangers of these things, but when the first rays of tainted faith power entered the Winter Godhead, a chain reaction of horror finally took place. As soon as the black power of faith entered the godhead, the crystals that had been quietly rotating violently trembled, and the trembling amplitude was so large that Aaron Wen could not control it. Immediately afterward, what filtered out of the Godhead was no longer pure faith power, but a black substance as thick as ink.

"For ...... Why?" As soon as the inky black power of faith was integrated into Aaronwen's body, it began to spread, like ink dripping in clear water, and as the amount of ink increased, Aaronwen's original power of faith began to be gradually blackened. Aaron tried to control the power of these black beliefs, only to find that a large number of paragraphs of redundant information were pouring in, constantly washing over Aaronwen's sea of knowledge.

"Please bless me with a good harvest ...... coming year", "God is above, please resign my endless wealth......", "I want to be healthy, no matter what it takes......", "Women...... I want to get her ......",

The sound of all kinds of prayers was like a stormy wave, which made Aaron almost faint in an instant, these are the most essential ** from his believers, and the most **naked interests hidden under the aura of faith.

"No......" Aaron could no longer control the huge power of faith, and the mixed power was as black as ink, and the original rock-solid armband of faith was broken.

"Idiot, you dare to absorb the power of faith and pour it into your body without even igniting the divine fire!" Seeing this, Valak immediately understood that this situation had happened in the early days of the establishment of Hell.

In the early Middle Ages, when the gods did not quite understand how to use the power of faith, many Forerunners collapsed in this endless tidal wave of willpower. Fortunately, the Demon Kings of Hell have a complex composition, after blending the experiences of early primitive worship such as Egypt, Olympus, and Persia. The gods and demons began to learn to ignite the divine fire in their own divine souls, and burned these faith powers filtered by the godhead to forge the same power of their own divine souls, so that this situation could truly be avoided.

Aaronvin, on the other hand, did not understand the potential flaws in the power of faith because of the lack of a guide. Many of them came by himself slowly, and although he didn't know where he knew the method of Godhead filtering, the next steps to ignite the divine fire were not clear. The small number of intelligent beings in Fenrias and the purer source of the power of faith gathered would not have happened anytime soon, and Aaron may have been able to find his own way to improve, but Qiqi's ability has played a fatal role as a catalyst.

"It can't be, Dan...... You have deceived me......" Aaron looked at all this in a panic, it turned out that these methods of condensing the power of faith were obtained from the hands of the Death God Pill. Obviously, given this seemingly true and incomplete method of faith condensation, the Grim Reaper obviously did not have any good intentions.

Dawn showed a look of abruptness, and an unsolved mystery in the world of Western mythology for many years was completely revealed. There are three places in ancient Celtic mythology and legend where the souls of the dead are housed: the Land of Shadows, Avalon, and the Isle of the Winds. But the Shadow Nation is a place for the souls of gods, not for the mundane, and its ruler, Morrigan, is not a priest of death per se, but rather a priest of shadows, war, and magic. Avalon, also known as Apple Island, is supposed to be a Celtic paradise and is ruled by the sun god Ruger. Wind Island is the place of soul exile, on the edge of the god system and in the endless black storm, ruled by the three Death Pill brothers.

In the Celts, only these three brothers and Don are the god of death, but Tang is more inclined to the protection and sleep of the soul, which is an extension of his mother, the god of the earth. It is not the traditional Grim Reaper, but he is still worshipped as a patron in many parts of Wales to this day. Therefore, the plural form of death that Aaron speaks of is only the three brothers.

From Aaronwen's roaring words, Dawn learned that the three brothers of the Death God Pill had not fallen into a deep sleep like the other Danu gods. Moreover, they should also have the method of condensing the power of faith, and even use it to induce Aaron to plot against the Anwen Divine Domain. The three brothers are rumored to be the first gods to fall after the gods set foot on the three islands, and after their deaths, their spirits were pulled by the island of Windhorn, and instead merged with this dirt. To the surprise of the gods, this small island located on the edge of the Celtic god system may be the place where the Celtic law of death is located, and there is not only a death godhead, but also three artifacts.

The three brothers are connected by soul and inherit the Godhead of Death, and each of them wields a Deathly Hallows, an hourglass, a extinguishing torch, and a scythe, representing the flow, withering, and harvesting of life corresponding to death. The three brothers were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the former Celtic domination, especially the image of holding the scythe, which has become a classic shape in the Western mythological world.

Dawn was still a little curious about why in the Western European and Mishima regions, where Christianity is dominant, there is a sickle of death that is incompatible with the image of Christianity. Now it seems that the three brothers not only did not choose to sleep, but also fell to Jehovah in the morning, and found a way to unite the power of faith, and with the help of the people's fear and worship of death, they became prosperous. At least Dawn knew that in all regions where Christianity was the main religion, the image of the Grim Reaper was basically a scythe skeleton.