Inner Destroyer

　The foolish creator god Samael once said that each of the thirty silver coins represented a concept of her power. These concepts were generally metaphysical, such as "dominance"—including different interpretations such as rule, obedience, leadership, and domination.

　The same silver coin, in the same person, could only reflect one corresponding mythological archetype from the collective unconscious of humanity. Although Samael was a fool, she shouldn't have gotten even this basic setting wrong.

　Similarly, Samael had said that Romani Domingo only had one silver coin on him. She wasn't so stupid as to not be able to sense this.

　But if that's the case, why was Romani able to use the powers of so many African gods so freely? The West African God of Volcanoes, the God of War, the God of Hunting, the God of Creation... When he fought Qi Xing, he used many different African divine powers.

　This is something no one can understand.

　"That's why I said you're stupid."

　Until the evil creator god finally spoke at this time.

　"Isn't this kind of thing easy to see?"

　The loli evil god emerged from Qi Xing's shadow, half covering her mouth with a smug smile that Qi Xing was all too familiar with.

　What a little female ghost.

　"Satan!"

　The two clergymen immediately stepped back as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

　Samael, however, didn't take them seriously at all. He just tilted his head towards Qi Xing with a wicked smile on his face: "Oh? No way, Qi Xing? You can't even think of such a simple thing? Oh, so you have no imagination——"

　She is so proud!

　Qi Xing glared at her complacent look for a moment, but soon lost his temper and asked directly, "So what exactly do you want to say?"

　"I said you have no imagination, idiot—"

　The Loli Evil God poked Qi Xing's face with his hand and sneered.

　"If you really had never used the same function before, I would have just assumed you were dull. But you clearly figured out the same use for your own silver coin the first time, yet you didn't expect others to be able to do the same. Isn't that just a lack of thinking?"

　"You clearly know how to use silver coins. Your intelligence should be enough to figure this out."

　Silver coins...how to use them?

　How has Qi Xing used the silver coins so far? First, role-playing and transformation. The mythological prototype he drew with the silver coins is the ancient Egyptian god Osiris.

　Secondly, use the "Domination" Tag of the "First Silver Coin" to strengthen his original thunder magic and forbidden magic... Hmm?

　In an instant, Qi Xing finally understood.

　A single silver coin can only wield the power of one mythological archetype. At the same time, the corresponding concept of the silver coin can be used to enhance the original spells of the "Silver Coin Messenger" itself - so of course there is a way to combine these two uses and use the power of multiple gods with a single silver coin.

　"Play."

　Qi Xing has figured it out.

　"He's actually not completely black at all, he's mixed race, but he's deliberately playing the role of a black supremacist. So the mythological archetype he drew out of the silver coin is also a god who can play the role of other gods."

　At this point, Qi Xing had already intuitively suspected that perhaps the mythological prototype that Romani Domingo drew out with the silver coin was not actually a black myth at all.

　"He used this concept to enhance his original voodoo spirit-sediction spell, allowing him to summon spirits to impersonate other voodoo deities... How could he even do that?"

　Voodoo is a pan-animist, shamanic, and highly polytheistic religion. It also incorporates elements of African, American, and Christian beliefs. From gods of creation and destruction to mountain gods, water gods, war gods, and iron gods, there are countless deities with diverse attributes.

　One of the most important core concepts of voodoo is spirit possession. Most voodoo rituals are performed by summoning spirits to possess the priest. Spirit possession is fundamental to voodoo.

　"He plays other roles by acting as an actor... But I didn't see him cast any spells or use any rituals... Unless..."

　Qi Xing wasn't really stupid. Thinking of this, he actually understood it, he just couldn't accept it.

　"Can a few war dances and a few raps and howls like that be considered a magical ritual?"

　"Of course it does. Why can't it be considered magic?"

　Samael scoffed.

　"Why can't martial arts be magic? Your inner strength is really

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　Qi can even produce lightning, isn't that magic? How do you usually use your Qinggong to run, jump, and fly? Tell me about it."

　"Wouldn't it be possible to get up just by taking a deep breath and jumping?"

　"That's right. Cheer up."

　Samael clapped his hands and laughed.

　"Isn't this the essence of magic? Otherwise, why is it that when someone chants a spell and shoots a magic bullet with a finger, it's magic, but when you shout 'Kuang Long You Hui' and a dragon-shaped shockwave flies out of your palm, it's not magic?"

　"Your posture, steps, hand and foot movements, and the breathing of true energy, aren't they all rituals of magic?"

　For a moment, Qi Xing was speechless.

　Precisely because he was a monk, he was unable to refute Samael's words.

　After all, Taoism already has its own rituals that don't require incantations, using only steps, movements, breathing, and even inner visualization. What's the difference between martial arts and these things?

　Things like the Yu Bu (Yu Bu) are even considered martial arts in wuxia novels. For example, the Ling Bo Wei Bu (Ling Bo Wei Bu). Isn't the so-called internal strength just a method of breathing and cultivating qi?

　"So, to put it simply, his war dance is a kind of trance ritual, a kind of...super-pictographic fist martial arts."

　When he danced, moved, and sang, he was acting out the pictographic fists of the voodoo gods. This fist technique brought all the power of the gods into his body, and he could also quickly change the gods according to the actual situation.

　In other words, fighting him, even without counting the mythological prototype trump card that has not yet been used, is actually equivalent to making an enemy of the entire Voodoo Pantheon.

　It's a bit awesome.

　As for why Qi Xing couldn't hit him and couldn't lock onto him with his Qi, it was probably because of the real trump card and real power hidden in his silver coin myth prototype.

　Thinking of this, Qi Xing realized something else: "In other words, his current creation magic, White Tonight Rain, isn't actually directly utilizing the power of silver coins. It's simply strengthening a 'normal' spell—if that can be considered normal."

　Just as Qi Xing knew he could use silver coins to strengthen his thunder magic, Romani simply used silver coins to strengthen his original voodoo ritual spells. Even if it was strengthened further, it was still just a "spell," not true "power."

　In other words, it should be easier to crack.

　"Yes, of course it can be cracked. You can easily crack it with your silver coins. You can even press it directly."

　But the evil smile on Loli Evil God's face became even more intense.

　"You just have to do the same thing as him."

　"After all, Osiris is also the god of fertility—"

　043: Who is my true self?

　For obvious reasons, Qi Xing decided to let Elaine and Father Amos step aside for the time being.

　The two clergymen were very reluctant to let Qi Xing talk to Satan alone in the room. But since Qi Xing insisted, they didn't have much other choice.

　Qi Xing didn't bother to care if the two of them were eavesdropping outside the door, as long as they didn't stand in front of him.

　"What do you mean by doing the same thing as him?"

　Close the door, come back, sit down, and Qi Xing asked directly.

　"Are you really unable to figure it out or are you pretending not to?"

　The Loli Evil God raised his eyebrows.

　"You hold my first coin, the Silver Coin of the Lord. And you have been gifted the mythical image of Osiris, the god of vegetation and harvest. Do you remember the last time I used your flesh and blood to turn into wheat, make bread for people, and bring zombies back to life?"

　"remember."

　Qi Xing still remembered what Elaine had told him at that time: Osiris' sacrifice and flesh and blood symbolized the abundance that the Nile River brought to the Egyptians, and the wheat he grew with his blood was the symbol of life.

　The flesh and blood of the plant god, a symbol of fertility, becomes a symbol of life after being made into a staple food. This concept is common all over the world.

　However, in mythology, the flesh and blood that Osiris brought to Egypt, which was abundance and food, was his, uh, lower body, that part.

　Fortunately, it's just a symbol anyway, something symbolic.

　"You mean, this time you're just using my flesh and blood to make bread?"

　If it were just this, Qi Xing wouldn't think it was a big deal.

　Unfortunately, the devil never gives people such a simple dilemma.

　"Of course not. It's not a question of vitality right now."

　The little goddess sighed for her unenlightened king.

　"The 'Silver Coin Messenger' is performing a ceremony in which he plays the role of the God of Creation. He imitates the God of Creation in West African mythology and creates a 'new world' - so people are drenched by the rain (██) that falls from it. No matter if you were originally white, yellow, or red, you will all become people in his world. He can make you addicted if he wants, and pregnant if he wants."

　"If you want to break his spell now, the key is not 'life' but 'power'."

　Power, rule, domination... In other words, it is a fight for the "art of creating the world" and the ownership and rule of the people in the world.

　If one only listens to the literal meaning, Qi Xing can still understand it. However...

　"How to fight for it?"

　"Do you know how Horus, the son of Osiris, fought for the throne with his father's murderer and his uncle Set in Egyptian mythology? Do you remember how Horus won in the end?"

　This question is easy to answer. You can find it on Baidu or Google.

　Qi Xing took out his cell phone to check... and then he couldn't stand it anymore.

　The gods Horus and Set were fighting for the throne of Pharaoh.

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　Si, proving that he was more "manly" and more qualified to be king, but his rap did not succeed.

　Horus told this to his mother Isis, who devised a trick to help her son Horus sow the seeds of Horus on the lettuce that Set planted in his garden.

　When Set ate the lettuces, he accidentally ate Horus's ██, which meant that he was defeated by Horus's "maleness" and could only be dominated and ruled by Horus.

　"Why?!"

　But as a normal person, Qi Xing finds it hard to understand this logic.

　"Why should I be ruled by someone just because I eat their food? What kind of ridiculous logic is this!?"

　"Of course, what belongs to someone else is better than what belongs to someone else. It's a matter of course. How could you think this is limited to my world?"

　The loli evil god stood with his hands on his hips and chest puffed out, speaking with a matter-of-fact look and convincing words.

　"Everything in the world is about █, except █ itself. █ is about power. This driving force is greater than anything else, as natural as an apple falling to the ground!"

　It's all about gaining power, and power is about power!

　Therefore, those who are defeated will naturally lose power, and those who can defeat will naturally gain power!

　This is a law as natural as gravity! How resounding! It's absolutely resounding!

　Qi Xing was speechless for a moment.

　"So what exactly are you suggesting I do?"

　"I suggest you take out your ██ and fire it into the sky. This way, you can use your power of "Domination" to seize the spell ritual that the other "Silver Coin Messenger" is currently performing."

　The Loli Evil God raised his eyebrows.

　"Only in this way can you make this white rain your own. You can stop it, or you can change everyone who gets wet. If you're interested, you can also turn them all into people of the same race who only speak Chinese."

　How should Qi Xing respond to Samael's amazingly wise advice?

　Of course, his answer was, "No. I don't want to mess with that s**t."

　Samael narrowed his eyes. "Then all five million people in Rome will soon be wiped out."

　What? How could it be so fast?

　Because there might be a flood tonight?

　The loli evil god floated over and poked Qi Xing's head with her hand.

　In an instant, a premonition vision flooded into Qi Xing's mind.

　He watched as the white rain grew heavier, and surging white waves swept over the Tiber River, finally causing the flood to overflow, rise, and burst. Thousands of people were swallowed up by the white flood, screaming and wailing in the flood, a scene that the heavens could not bear to hear!

　Unable to struggle out of the flood, they could only wail and rapidly transform into Africans. Regardless of gender or age, they all succumbed to the effects of the horrifying sight, as if they had only been alive for nine months.

　"What they are doing now is not normal human beings, but more like being parasitized by aliens."

　Loli evil god said lightly,

　"If you don't save them, they'll die soon. And if you want to save them, the method is simple: unleash the power of the silver coin and shoot it into the air, replacing the previous person's █ with your █, and re-rapping all the victims, overwriting them all—you can even take the opportunity to eliminate the █ addiction of everyone in the city. Why not?"