Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 332 [332] The Black King, a New Creation of Sorcery in the Frozen World, Absorbs Mental Power

Wang Ya realized he had underestimated the evil gods worshipped on this island's mainland.

The scope of the impact not only far exceeded his expectations, but also those of many formal wizards in the Underdark.

Even its extraordinary fluctuations and its very essence have reached the level of a formal wizard.

Moreover, their levels are not low even among formal wizards.

From his perspective, the dreamscape over the entire island continent converged towards the center, while in more distant areas, the dreamscape spread in the opposite direction.

The middle corner of the dream was being covered and swallowed up, and the seven-colored light was gradually turning into a uniform gray.

In a daze, a corner of the dream in the middle transformed into a strange humanoid creature that roared to the sky with a ferocious face. It had four arms, three legs, one head, and two faces, with its features piled up together, making it look extremely terrifying.

Its power was astonishing; no one could ignore the terrifying aura it exuded.

Wang Ya's lips suddenly curled into a smile, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes. "What excellent experimental material! It has reached the level of a formal wizard, and its aura is stable. Even if the root believers are wiped out, it can survive for a period of time. As long as it finds new believers, it can continue to survive."

His long journey from the dark land was worthwhile.

A real surprise.

He decided to first eliminate the scattered kingdoms of faith in the surrounding area, nipping any possibility of the enemy rising from the ashes.

The core theocratic kingdom, which is like the stronghold of faith, will be dealt with last.

They'll trap us like turtles in a jar; there's no escape.

"Great, sublime, all-knowing and all-powerful God, please hear the prayers of your humble believer, and grant me even the smallest response. Please grant me the power of eternal life, so that we may share eternal life in your kingdom."

The overlapping sounds echoed over the city, carrying an ancient charm and an unusual tone that subconsciously drew people's attention and made them shout in response.

Humans emerged from the buildings, their faces filled with fervor, and knelt in worship toward the city center, as if a supreme and benevolent god existed there.

That's certainly what they believe.

Chi Chi!

The torches burned, but the light was not bright and warm; instead, it carried an eerie dimness. Wisps of chill, reflected in the firelight, seemed to draw warmth and even life from the kneeling worshippers around the altar in the city center square.

Above the sky, clouds covered the sky. Wang Ya's robes billowed as he looked down at the scene below. Beneath his composed face, there was a hint of mockery in his expression.

The worship of evil gods certainly doesn't just extract body heat and life force; it is far more greedy than anyone else. It wants to dominate, occupy, and acquire the spirit, will, soul, and even any thought. So-called faith and so-called gods are essentially born from the accumulated worship and spiritual power of these mortals.

This is particularly ironic, as a god born from the faith of mortals not only fails to help mortals themselves, but also further oppresses them to gain more faith and a greater degree of faith power.

Initially, there was a deep and unwavering devotion; then came morning and evening prayers; followed by periods of meditation and worship; and finally, most of the day was devoted to the worship of the gods.

The final result is that the so-called wholehearted service to God is essentially like a lamb being constantly drained of its nutrients until it is completely devoured.

In the process of faith, these mortals have long had their minds completely distorted by the evil god, and their souls have been extracted, so they probably all bear some resemblance to the evil god.

Once you embrace faith, it's a one-way street from which there's no turning back, and it's also the catalyst for the resurrection of evil gods.

The bright light from the torches on the altar all converged towards the 20-meter-tall statue in the center.

It looked exactly like the image Wang Ya had seen in a corner of his dream, and the statue was even more ferocious.

A statue that accumulates spiritual power and vitality will be harvested periodically by the evil god's main body, located in the central theocratic kingdom.

Wang Ya's extraordinary mental perception could instantly encompass this not-so-large borderland human kingdom, and then observe the surrounding more distant areas through a corner of the dream.

The more you observe him, the more terrifying his aura becomes. In the end, even the surrounding space becomes an invisible medium, the void is distorted, and light passing through Wang Ya's body is refracted.

A slender, fair hand slowly rose and opened, revealing fine black lines on the skin's surface. At the exit of the fission channel in the palm, a small black ball gradually appeared.

Under the suppression of mental power, the black sphere condensed into the shape of a spear.

Wang Ya glanced indifferently at the evil god statue below and gently released the spear of the underworld god from his hand.

Strangely, the Spear of the Underworld did not fall directly down; it hovered in mid-air, unmoved by the howling winds.

The Spear of Hades will never fall until the time set by Wang Ya.

Of course, this should still be put in quotes. Wang Ya's current mastery of this witchcraft is not very high, but it is quite suitable for long-range bombing.

His figure faded and disappeared in the void. When he reappeared, he was already above another border human kingdom. He was also pointing at the evil god statue in the square below. The spear of the underworld god was like the sword of Damocles hanging in the sky, ready to unleash unimaginable terrifying power at any moment.

This was also Wang Ya's divine retribution for this person who believed in an evil god.

After hanging up the Spear of the Underworld in each of the border kingdoms, he arrived at the most crucial and powerful central theocratic kingdom.

"Great and Almighty God, you are all-knowing and all-powerful, you are omnipotent, you can give us eternal life, give us strength, give us harvest, give us everything. Our lives were created by you."

The overlapping shouts, filled with fervor, soared into the sky, dispersing the dark clouds, and the aura of the evil god reached an unprecedented peak.

In the theocratic kingdom, the people set up a small omnipotent god statue in their homes and worshipped it day and night. The intensity of their faith was even more exaggerated than in the border kingdom. Ordinary people were emaciated and skin and bones, yet they still shouted for the omnipotent god and knelt in the streets, constantly bowing to the hundred-meter-high evil god statue in the central square.

Wang Ya had already arrived above the city. The Shadow Robe was effective, and with the added concealment of the Mask of Indulgence, even if Wang Ya did not conceal his presence when entering a corner of the dream, the evil god's will scattered throughout every corner of the city in the dream space would not be able to detect Wang Ya's existence.

With Wang Ya's keen eyesight, it was obvious that all the humans in the city had been corrupted by the power of the evil god, their souls transformed and their spirits twisted, as if invisible tendrils had taken root in their bodies, turning them into puppets like vengeful spirits.

It appears to have self-awareness, but in reality, it's just a facade.

The inner city of the theocratic kingdom, the royal palace, was pitch black and deathly silent, devoid of any light, and had become a ghostly place.

Wang Ya was somewhat surprised. He actually sensed the aura of vengeful spirits inside, though it was extremely faint, so faint that it seemed like an illusion.

If even with his keen senses, this is the case, then the evil god here probably hasn't noticed either.

A sense of curiosity arose in Wang Ya, whose figure faded and disappeared into the void.

Inside the kingdom, the light was even dimmer, and the temperature was extremely low and cold. There were large amounts of bloodstains and marks of war on the steps and palace walls.

The corresponding scene gradually reappeared in my mind.

A fanatical mortal, corrupted by an evil god, lost his reason and stormed the palace, rebelling against his king. In the end, he killed all the king's descendants and erected a huge statue of the evil god.

The shift from monarchical power to divine power.

Wang Ya's figure disappeared again, in the underground space deep within the palace. It was a very small space, seemingly used to store some treasure or as a temporary refuge from enemies.

A skeleton was mixed with a lot of gold and silver treasures, as well as congealed excrement, which was disgusting.

Wang Ya observed everything expressionlessly.

The body showed signs of decomposition around seven or eight years ago, suggesting that the person starved to death, ate all available food, and eventually went mad with hunger, stuffing gold and silver treasures into their stomach.

Interesting, is this the last remaining trace of the kingdom?

Wang Ya stretched out her fair and slender fingers, and black and white foam appeared at her fingertips. Then, it suddenly spread and expanded, and with a "bang," black and white ripples enveloped the entire underground space.

A large amount of energy and vitality gathered, and wisps of black lines formed a weak soul that was about to disappear at any moment. Its facial features were extremely ferocious, which was its state before death.

Judging from his age, he is a royal descendant, a prince, who is about ten years old.

Wang Ya's expression was somewhat strange. His identity was somewhat similar to his own, but since they were both able to hide in the underground palace, his identity should be much more significant than his.

The soul's expression was filled with anger and resentment, as if it were hostile to everything in the world, especially to living beings. This drove it the most mad, and it tried to break through the barrier of the black and white bubbles to kill Wang Ya and devour his flesh and soul.

"It already shows some signs of becoming a vengeful spirit. It has good potential and can be used as a source of spiritual power for me to try."

A smile curved Wang Ya's lips as she released the black and white foam from its grasp, letting it rush towards her, only to pass right through it the instant it touched her.

The vengeful spirit, of course, had no thought; it only had the instinct to kill living beings. It turned around and pounced on Wang Ya again, with gusts of cold wind and billowing black mist, turning the entire underground space into a ghost realm.

The price, however, is that the soul becomes increasingly ethereal, as if it might disappear at any moment.

Wang Ya nodded, a smile playing on his lips. This soul's potential was truly remarkable. With only a fragmented soul and its own resentment, it could form a vengeful spirit and have a substantial impact.

If it were to consume hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of animals, it might actually become a force to be reckoned with, possessing power comparable to a wizard.

But at this moment, even a first-level wizard apprentice could use extraordinary mental power to suppress and kill him.

No, it should be said that even if Wang Ya does nothing, in another six months or a year, this vengeful spirit will spontaneously dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Since you harbor so much resentment and bitterness, I will give you a chance to have the power to take revenge."

A strange smile appeared on Wang Ya's lips. The power of Nightmare Annihilation formed a materialized black mist, filling the entire underground space and infusing it into the vengeful spirit.

[Note: This vengeful spirit is undergoing transformation by the power of Nightmare Annihilation, and its ability to influence reality is taking effect. The essence of this vengeful spirit is being enhanced, undergoing a benign mutation.]

Wang Ya's eyes held a hint of curiosity, and his smile deepened. "Eat up, eat up. Let me see just how much potential you have and how far you can grow."

The aura of the vengeful spirit continued to grow, and the spirit that was about to disappear was reversed under the influence of the power of the Nightmare Annihilation Dream on reality. Not only was the spirit as stable as a real person, but it also had a large number of purple and black lines wrapped around its face like fine threads.

Judging from his aura, he was no weaker than any second-level wizard apprentice. His face was ferocious, and the resentment in his eyes became even more intense under the stimulation of the power of Nightmare Annihilation.

"Can you still eat? Your potential hasn't reached its limit yet... Well then, let's eat." Wang Ya snapped his fingers, and the black mist in the underground space increased, almost becoming a tangible liquid that dripped onto the ground.

"roar!"

The soul completely crossed over to the vengeful spirit, emitting a low, sharp roar, like the cry of some kind of bird.

The chilling aura emanated from beneath the vengeful spirit's feet, crackling as it froze.

If an ordinary person were to be struck by this chilling aura, they would at best become an idiot and suffer from mental impairment for life, and at worst lose their life.

"The resentment is overwhelming, but it's still not enough." Wang Ya's eyes flickered. What he wanted to accomplish was to compare the power of the mind with the power of dreams.

Look at the collective mind of ordinary people; their influence on and distortion of reality is far more powerful.

However, his Nightmare Annihilation power as a formal wizard has a more powerful distorting effect.

Is there any connection between the two, or can they devour mental power and faith power to enhance the strength of Nightmare Annihilation Dream Power?

Wang Ya extended her slender, fair fingers, her powerful mental energy suppressing the enraged vengeful spirit that was trying to kill her. She gently touched the spirit's forehead, and black and white bubbles continuously appeared and flowed into its body.

With each influx of black and white bubbles, the aura of the vengeful spirit grew stronger, and fission patterns appeared on its surface. Even Wang Ya's wizarding will was forcibly mixed into it.

Besides leaving a backup plan to control this highly promising creature, it also serves the purpose of maintaining the stability of the fission path.

The human form was enveloped in a black aura, and its pale skin appeared to be formed from countless particles of light. Thin black lines formed by fission pathways spread out from within the body and finally converged at the mouth area on the face.

It had no nose, no hair, only empty eye sockets, a vast expanse of white, constantly dripping black liquid. Its mouth was just a hole, with no teeth, and even its ears were missing.

This is a special vengeful spirit that has absorbed the power of Nightmare Annihilation and been transformed by the Fission Path.

[Target: Unnamed vengeful spirit]

[Details: After being transformed by the power of Nightmare Annihilation Dream, the black and white bubbles, and the Fission Path, the vengeful spirit's strength has been greatly enhanced, its soul state has been stabilized, and it possesses a variety of special abilities.]

[Strength: Ultimate Wizard Apprentice]

[Abilities: Soul Devouring (can devour souls and life force to enhance strength and essence), Secondary Reshaping (can consume soul power to quickly heal injuries), Fission and Differentiation (can use soul power to differentiate oneself into numerous copies, each with the same strength), Reality-Illusion Conversion (can switch between the illusory and real realms), Nightmare Murder (can consume soul power to release a large amount of black mist; targets contaminated by the black mist will fall into an endless dream; the vengeful spirit can manipulate nightmares to kill, effective against any being with intellectual fluctuations). Seed of Fission (the essence of the vengeful spirit's soul; can devour spiritual faith power and transform it into the required soul power, or transform it again into Nightmare Annihilation Dream Power.)]

[Note: The transformation of the Seed of Fission has a conversion rate consumption. The first transformation into Soul Power will consume 50% of Spiritual Faith Power, and the second transformation into Nightmare Annihilation Dream Power will consume even more.]

"My prediction was correct. They are all illusory powers that can be absorbed, but they need to be transformed."

"If we absorb all the power of this evil god of faith and then transform it through the vengeful spirit, it might allow the core of the Fission Dream to grow quickly and reduce the long time required for maturation."

The stronger the Fission Dream Core, the stronger the Dream Wizard power that Wang Ya can unleash.

Wang Ya looked at the vengeful spirit, pondered for a moment, and said, "From now on, you will be called Black King."

The Nightmare Mirror reflects a yellow passageway that leads to different places, and the destination changes at any time.

Wang Ya watched as the Black King split into numerous soul figures, continuously entering the passageway. Each flash of yellow light represented a Black King arriving at its corresponding location.

That is, the border kingdom locked by the Spear of Hades.

He never liked troublesome things. Now that he had confirmed that the Black King could convert the power of faith, there was no need to make him fight the Almighty God again.

Wang Ya mainly saw the potential and possibilities in Hei Wang.

At the very least, it can become a perfect power converter.

Perhaps future research could focus on developing the Black King in this direction, allowing it to transform into multiple systems and multiple extraordinary powers.

Wang Ya walked on the streets of the theocratic kingdom, looking at the mortals kneeling and kowtowing on both sides of the street, some even with deformed cervical and spinal vertebrae. Their faces were numb, without any human desires or emotions. The only thing they had was the fanaticism in their eyes and a morbid faith worship.

The Black King followed quietly behind Wang Ya without speaking. In fact, it couldn't speak and didn't have many thoughts of its own. Its instinct was to unconditionally and completely obey Wang Ya's commands.

Even if it were to die, it would instantly self-destruct and split its seed.

The Harak perched on the shoulder, its beak resting against the collar, also listened to its master's voice.

Wang Ya was talking to himself, or perhaps to the Black King and Harak, and even to the dark spores on his body.

"The 'Cold and Hot Chapter' and 'Kinetic Energy Chapter' of the Burning Soul lineage are related witchcrafts that are extended from the Energy Chapter. They are specifically manifested in the destructive power and influence methods of physics and temperature."

"The energy of the Burning Silence Particle can do many things, not just limited to larger explosions. Temperature, the extreme high temperature at the level of annihilation can also be regarded as low temperature. Where does the high temperature come from? It is the energy released by the Burning Silence Particle. The superposition of fission fire cores is the core of the hot and cold chapter."

"Instantly absorb the temperature and light within the surrounding area, thereby amplifying the power generated by the fission fire core and concentrating it into a single point of explosion. Conversely, if the stacking of fission fire cores were slowed down, or if more fission fire cores could be stacked, could it absorb the temperature and light over a larger area, even plunging a continent or even the entire world into a dark and frigid environment?"

Wang Ya's expression was neither sad nor happy, and his words became increasingly forceful as his momentum grew.

"The answer is yes, it is possible. Manipulating temperature, using extreme high temperatures to melt the world, and using extreme low temperatures to freeze the world, slowing down time and space, this is the core principle of the 'Cold and Hot Chapter' of the Burning Sword inheritance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ya's figure appeared in the sky above the entire theocratic kingdom, standing on the blue sky and white clouds, looking down at the awe-inspiring scene of the entire city kneeling in worship of the omnipotent god. The crowd was surging, and the closer one got to the hundred-meter-high statue in the square, the larger the flow of people became.

Wang Ya's eyes were icy cold, and his indifferent voice echoed throughout the kingdom, "This island continent is defiled; gods should not exist here!!"

He stopped concealing himself and deliberately exposed himself, thus making the omnipotent evil god aware of his presence.

All the mortals in the kingdom heard this voice, but no one reacted. They continued to chant the prayers to God numbly, kneeling and bowing until their skulls were visible on their foreheads, tirelessly and painlessly prostrating themselves.

The colossal statue, a hundred meters tall, located in the center of the square, began to tremble. Its three legs, four arms, and two faces were all shaking, and its ugly face and eyes were fixed on the black-robed figure in the sky.

Greed gleamed in his eyes; such powerful mental and spiritual strength! Delicious food, so tempting!

If I eat him, I will surely be able to break free from the idol and become a true earthly deity.

The omnipotent evil god suddenly revealed a look of fear. A death crisis was about to erupt, a death crisis that had been locking onto it was about to break out, and it would die, with no chance of survival.

How could this happen?!

Click!

A faint sound reached its ears.

It was horrified to discover that, at some point, the altar in the square, as well as the surrounding city buildings, were covered with a thin layer of frost, and the temperature was dropping at an indescribable speed.

A terrifying power has descended upon the theocratic kingdom, or perhaps it is far greater than its own.

Do not!

The omnipotent evil god was terrified. He tried to twist his body, leave the altar, and fly into the sky, but the frost came even faster, and all matter turned into ice crystals.

Ice crystals also clung to his feet and spread towards his body.

The power of spiritual faith erupted, and the idol radiated a dazzling golden light. This light was warm and seemed to encompass all the beauty in the world.

The mortals reflected in the light showed expressions of joy on their faces.

The Almighty God was not pleased, for it was horrified to discover that the light of faith could not withstand the covering of these ice crystals.

These ice crystals were not caused by witchcraft, nor did they contain any supernatural power or energy particles. This was a natural temperature drop that started from all directions and even the surrounding celestial phenomena.

Rain, wind, and lightning are all natural phenomena.

The frost covering the ground at this moment is one of them.

What kind of power can contend with nature? Perhaps a more powerful being can do it, but an omnipotent evil god cannot.

It is merely a newly born evil god. Even if it has the size of a formal wizard, it is still a collection of loose sand. The spiritual power that mortals can provide is ultimately too weak, too scattered, and not condensed enough.

If we replace these mortals with extraordinary individuals, or wizards...

Wang Ya turned and left immediately. With tens of millions of wizards worshipping a single god, that would be terrifying.

Even if the Ghostlight Wizard came, he would tremble, and there was a 90% chance he would be no match for him and would have to flee in a sorry state.

The resurrected Netherworld Wizard might make everyone stare wide-eyed; whether they can actually fight him remains to be seen.

Above the sky, a small black sphere floated, its black light seemingly obscuring the sun's brilliance, absorbing the temperature and light of a surrounding area of ​​30,000 meters.

As time went on, the black sphere continued to expand, absorbing heat and light and storing them in its internal fission fire core.

The scope of its influence is also constantly expanding.

Wang Ya observed the outcome of the witchcraft from a distance.

P.S.: 16,000 words updated today. This chapter is only half written; something came up, so I'll finish the second half later or tomorrow.

The battle is about to begin, and the protagonist's strength has stabilized at its peak.

(End of this chapter)