The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

It's too unbelievable that a corpse that had just died could turn to ash so easily; it wasn't some kind of undead creature like a ghoul.

"When did the incident occur?" Morf asked, smoking a cigarette.

Around 2 a.m. today.

"Let me take a look."

Ya Nan, who was standing to the side, spoke up, walked into the defensive line, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes under the shadow of her tricorn hat, as if she were sensing something.

“There were some fluctuations in the magic in the air, and it was around that time that it was possibly done by another exorcist.”

Ya Nan opened her eyes and reported the situation. Although they were collectively called exorcists, there were actually good and bad people in this group, and some even had a vague dream of immortality.

Before Morf could ask, the priest stepped forward and extended his hand, a sliver of light flowing from it. He sensed the situation briefly and slowly frowned:

"There's no trace of undead creatures, so it's probably unrelated to those things."

It has nothing to do with undead creatures, but it has something to do with exorcists? Tsk, a case mixed with magic...

Stroking his chin, Morf raised his hand to the sheriff: "Sheriff, where is the information I requested?"

"Here you are. These are the details of the two victims, one dead and one injured."

Molf took the documents and began to mutter to himself, creating a psychological, behavioral, and interpersonal profile of the victim, Ira.

"They were both factory workers, and their daily routine was basically between the factory and home. Their only form of entertainment was going to the pub for a beer."

"No, these two people seem to be hiding something. Judging from the time, they could go to other places besides the factory and home."

"He seems even more mystical than you pastors."

Looking at the detective's expression, Ya Nan glanced at Santa. The pastor smiled wryly and didn't reply. After all, on this planet, many churches were truly just empty vessels.

The assistant doctor was about to explain to them that Maurice was doing character profiling when Santa seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around and scolded:

"who!?"

The reprimand interrupted Morf's thoughts, and everyone looked in the direction he was looking. Yarnan and the sheriff even put their hands on the flintlock pistols at their waists.

However, there was nothing unusual around them. They all looked at Santa, and the young priest said with a serious expression, "Someone was spying on us just now, and there was more than one."

"It could be a gang crime..." the detective muttered to himself, adding more tobacco to his pipe as he continued to ponder.

"Master, Master, the police have finally discovered the situation! When I was there, I noticed that there were other people observing the police station."

The cat, which had been wandering in the city, returned home, lay on the bed, and rubbed its face against Maginos's arm.

About a month has passed since they arrived here. The number of believers has increased slightly. So far, only five people have received divine revelation. She rejected the rest, citing their lack of desire for revenge, and told them not to believe in the God of the Dead.

Even so, under the leadership of those five people, she had about a hundred followers in the slums, but they couldn't even be called general followers; they were just the five people's subordinates who were forced to believe in Maginus.

But she didn't care about any of that. She only cared about whether she could gain the power of faith through these believers, and so far she hadn't felt the power of faith appear.

"It's later than I expected."

Maginus patted Neko's head and raised his finger, radiating psychic energy.

Where life force can reach, psychic energy can naturally reach as well. Connecting with the five people who had gained power, Maginus informed them of the situation within their consciousness.

"The police are already watching you. Don't die, or they'll have to go find other believers."

With just this one reminder, the girl decided to leave them to their own devices, figuring she could always find some more "gods of the dead" from the followers below—gods of genuine faith that were merely figments of belief.

Chapter 357 The Statue is Missing

"More than 100 people, that should be enough."

Maginus pondered why the power of faith had not appeared, and took out Mekaela's research notes to look through them.

After reviewing the necessary elements again, she realized where she had gone wrong. The church emblem had been given to them, but the image of God had not yet been revealed to them.

"Tsk..."

With a slight click of her tongue, Maginos pondered how to deal with the statue's problem.

Her appearance must not be exposed, but her face can be blurred. However, it must have a sufficiently conspicuous feature, or there must be something in the statue that is closely related to her.

"By the way, I wonder if sealing liquid life force inside would be effective."

Thinking of a solution, Maginus released Neko and went to the specially cleared studio in the room. She reached into her dimensional bag and pulled out a red crystal that was much larger than her palm.

The girl carefully began to carve, and an hour later, a thin doll draped in a robe was sculpted. Because its face was covered, it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female.

Its exposed skin was stained with blood, and there were water droplet-like shapes on the base.

Holding the statue, Maginos went to the window and compared it to herself; their figures were basically the same.

Next came the most important part: she carefully chiseled a small hole in the heart of the statue, infused life force into the crevices inside the crystal, and then allowed it to gradually solidify.

The cracks and pores were filled, and the statue took on a strange blood-red hue due to its vitality. Next, the crystal shards were melted down and used to fill the holes that had been drilled earlier, and the statue was officially completed.

"I don't know if it will work out."

Maginus intends to test whether it is feasible. If so, she can gradually build a church on the continent of Connoir.

Shaking the statue in her hand, the girl put on a black robe, changed her form, and left home. In a newly renovated small building in the slums, she found another believer who had accepted the power.

This follower runs a small gang, and Kevin is still too young. It would be easier to have this follower do things for him.

"Lord Shadow Crow."

The sleeping man noticed someone opening the window. He immediately opened his eyes, grabbed the dagger under his pillow, and prepared to attack. When he realized it was the man in black robes, he hesitated for a moment, but then, sensing the terrifying aura emanating from him, he immediately got out of bed and bowed.

“This is a statue of my Lord. Take it to the ordinary believers you have gathered together to pray.”

Maginos held up her sculpture with both hands and handed it to the man, who was somewhat surprised to see the small sculpture. He had originally thought that he worshipped a terrifying evil god.

Even if it looks like a human, it would probably be something like having three heads and six arms, or being big and strong. I never expected that my god would be... petite?

Despite his doubts, he still knelt down to show his respect to the statue, raising his hands to receive the sculpture.

"This is your reward."

After the handover was completed, Maginos once again placed her fingertip on the man's brow, infusing it with more life force.

This believer trained very diligently, and his life force was almost depleted. With the improvement in his physique, he was able to accommodate more life force.

Feeling the surge of power, the man trembled involuntarily. The instinctive feeling of pleasure made his muscles go limp, and his aching body once again felt the fullness he had felt before.

"what……"

After the indoctrination was finished, the believer was panting heavily. When he looked up, Maginus had already disappeared.

"coming!"

Only five days after the sculpture was given away, Maginos, who had enhanced her control, suddenly opened her eyes, and a whisper entered her ears from somewhere.

A strange energy gathered, and she felt something inexplicable in her mind. Sensing something was wrong, she closed her eyes and entered a mental dream.

The dream was the same as before, with large swathes of normal land surrounded by red and black, yet there was a difference that was not present yesterday.

The girl looked up at the sky, where specks of light floated out from the void, coalescing into translucent threads that intertwined and connected to form a small ball of light.

The ball of light was ethereal and elusive, as if it could be completely obscured by a gust of wind or a slightly larger shadow. Maginus reached out to it, and it immediately descended from the sky into his palm.

The moment her palm touched his ear, the whispers were amplified, the scenery around her dream changed, and a new scene appeared before Maginus.

The scene was blurry; some gang members were kneeling and praying in a disheveled state, but they weren't the focus. The focus was on five people: four men and one woman. Two adults and three minors were emitting a faint light, and there were threads connecting them to their bodies.

"I hope... everyone is safe and sound..." "I hope... I grow up quickly..." "To avenge my father as soon as possible..."

Did it attach itself to the sculpture?

Maginus seemed lost in thought. The things they prayed for flowed through the silk threads to the girl, along with those ethereal energies.

It's very weak, but it's related to the spirit; it must be the power of faith.

According to research records, the power of faith is related to the degree of a believer's faith in the deity. Even if a believer's requests are not fulfilled, as long as they still believe in you, the power of faith will flow in.

However, on the continent of Conoir, if the gods do not help certain believers fulfill their wishes, they may indeed be taken away by other gods.

If you use magic to force someone to believe in a certain god, that god will not be able to gain more faith power; forced mental distortion will not generate faith power.

“Pan-believers specifically refer to ordinary people who perform certain actions that are consistent with their religious duties, so these five should be considered above pan-believers.”

Releasing the ball of light, the girl gazed at the faint light and murmured to herself that her divine power was not yet strong enough; someone had to pray to her and hold reverence in their heart in order to draw upon the power of faith.

Some powerful gods can gain faith from ordinary people simply by having them do certain things. For example, the Earth Goddess considers all farmers of all races as her followers, regardless of whether they actually believe in her.

Maginus won't do; she's just a charlatan who can't cast divine spells. But she can try other ways to enhance them, like the child who wants revenge.

Grasping the glimmer of light, Maginus turned her attention back to the child seeking revenge. Leaving the dream world, she locked onto him in reality through the mist of life force, remotely infusing him with more vitality.

The psychic energy shot out in a beam, connecting with the boy's brow to initiate a soul link.

The boy, who was praying, suddenly felt a pain between his eyebrows. He raised his hand to touch his forehead and was taken aback by the blood that flowed down his forehead. But then, the new knowledge that came to his mind made him ecstatic.

Chapter 358 Mutual Checks and Balances

Even though it can't grant divine magic, this is still a form of enhancement.

Exhaling and releasing the connection, Maginos gently rubbed her temples and returned to the dream.

As mentioned earlier, the use of life force and psionic energy is also affected in a weak magic environment, though not as much as magic power.

The fluorescent light still floated in the air, radiating a warm glow. The girl caught it and gently stroked it, extracting a little energy from it with her mind and throwing it towards the crimson zone.

The cleansing effect was very subtle, but the power of faith did help Maginus remove a small portion of the remaining will, less than she could remove with her psionic powers.

Really useful!

Confirming that the methods tested by the legendary mage were indeed effective, Maginus's emotions fluctuated, meaning that she could break free from the shackles of the evil god's will within her more quickly.

"The next step is to expand the church."

Back in reality, she began to make careful plans, remembering the police station that had already started its investigation.

Taking advantage of their actions, and knowing that it will be some time before the cult is fully discovered, Maginus can expand the church first to see the maximum number of believers he can support.

If she deliberately exposes the church's location before reaching the limit, the police will help her deal with the excess believers.

Planning her next move, Maginus scribbled on a piece of paper. Neko, who had just woken up, stretched and crawled over, gently tapping the girl's cheek with her finger.

"Master, you seem very happy."

"I've solved a difficult problem."

"Then why aren't you smiling?"

"Can't you smile? Have you finished your training for today?"

She raised her hand and touched Nei Ke's brow, pouring a large amount of life force into her so she could go play on her own. Maginus repeatedly entered and exited the dream to check if the faith of the person who received her power had increased.

The power of faith has grown a little stronger, and it seems that she trusts herself more. On the contrary, the guys who previously transferred power, including Kevin, have no intention of believing in her at all and have not provided any power of faith.

Oh well, they're all going to die eventually anyway, so let's leave them alone for now and let them enjoy their current lives a little longer.

The church's progress is slow, and the number of believers is gradually increasing, but the actual increase in the power to supply faith is not fast.

The police have discovered a number of clues and have narrowed down the murder targets to a certain area. It seems that it won't be long before the existence of the Church of the Dead is discovered.

Meanwhile, Maginos continued her search for spellbooks during these days. Some of the ritual spells were quite interesting, and she even learned one or two in case she needed them.

On the forty-fifth day since arriving here, in Maginus's mental dream, the number of threads around her had noticeably increased, but the sphere of light had not changed much. Clearly, the power of faith would not so easily reach a qualitative change.

There was a knock at the door. She opened her eyes and called out, "Come in, let me open it." A girl dressed as a maid opened the door, and standing in front of Maginus were some serious-looking police officers.

“Miss Maginos Imperius, right?” the leader said, glancing at the girl with a lustful look in his eyes, his tone arrogant and disdainful. “You are suspected of involvement in a murder. Please cooperate with us and go to the police station!”

Sensing the malice from the other side, Neko grinned, revealing her canine teeth, ready to attack. Maginus waved her hand, signaling her not to be so nervous, and got up from the sofa to straighten her clothes.

"Where is Mr. Skruvepa?"

Mentioning the name of this newly rich man, the police officers visibly tensed up, and the leader's finger twitched slightly as he once again flashed an arrogant smile.

"Don't worry about it, he can't control us anyway."

“Really? Then let’s go. Neko, go and inform Mr. Wepper that I’ve been taken to the police station by officers.”

Without much struggle, Maginus put on her coat, picked up her cane, gestured for the cat to fetch someone, and walked over to the police officers with a cold expression:

"Let's go, what are we waiting for?"

Seeing that the girl was so obedient, they were stunned for a moment, then without saying anything, they surrounded Maginus and headed to the police station, while Neko hurriedly ran to the noble mansion, trying to ask for help.

Maintaining a distance along the way, the officers, having clearly received inside information that she had single-handedly brought down a killer, dared not get too close.

But once they arrived at the police station, they immediately became arrogant, their disgusting gazes sweeping over the coat. Maginos didn't care and was pushed into the interrogation room.