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Unexpectedly, after a brief examination, the priest said that Novak was not injured and there was no need to use light magic.
The adjutant was in disbelief at the time and asked him, "Didn't you see that the marshal was struck by lightning and turned into charcoal?"
The priest smiled and said that it was not even a superficial wound and Novak could recover by using his own magic power.
After saying that, he left without looking back.
The adjutant hesitated, but Novak, who was in a daze, suddenly spoke up and said that he was indeed in good health.
Then why not cure it?
Uh, does the Marshal really like this charcoal-colored outfit?
Novak didn't help him solve the problem, but just lowered his head and thought.
The adjutant tried to persuade him a few times, but Novak remained silent. Helplessly, he had to ask someone to undress him and wrap him in white cloth. Blood kept oozing out from the cracks in his skin. Although it was not fatal, it was not good to walk while bleeding.
The group returned to the palace. Novak sat in the hall and continued his thinking, while the adjutant led people to search the altar.
Hearing the adjutant's words, Novak finally raised his head, his scattered eyes gradually focused, as if he was asking him, or asking himself: "Can't find it?
How is that possible? It clearly responded to me..."
"Uh, Marshal, who is it?"
Novak finally woke up: "God."
Marshal...what exactly happened after the magic circle was activated?
The adjutant was puzzled by his disrespectful address and wanted to ask but did not dare, so he advised: "Marshal, since it succeeded once, it will definitely work next time.
Although the magic power consumption of the magic circle is huge, we still have enough magic crystals to set it up again."
"Idiot." Novak couldn't help cursing, and then said, "After the artifact of faith lost its function, it is indeed no longer valuable. Otherwise, it would be impossible to keep it with the strength of the Naqi Kingdom.
But it was once a sacred artifact. Do you really think it is the bread in the roadside snack shop that can be found everywhere? "
The adjutant was not angry after being scolded. He knew that the marshal was in a bad mood, so he lowered his head and tried not to get into trouble.
However, Novak couldn’t stop, muttering, “Damn… Damn… What the hell is going on?
God must have agreed, otherwise it would be impossible to activate the artifact with lightning, and I did feel that the artifact responded to me, but... why did it disappear? "
Novak's mood is now up and down.
At first, he didn't hold out much hope for activating the artifact. After all, this thing had been a decoration for at least tens of thousands of years.
The thought of using the artifact of faith was simply that the gods might be satisfied with their obedience to the oracle to attack Lake and generously unseal the artifact.
That was indeed the case at the beginning.
The artifact that had been silent for tens of thousands of years opened its eyes. Novak's excitement was beyond words. The Kingdom of Naqi was about to obtain the trump card for mankind to climb to the top of the continent.
Who would have thought that after the thunder, the artifact mysteriously disappeared.
Novak had no idea how to face the current situation. He felt confused, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.
The confusion in his heart seemed to have no end, his thoughts were in a mess, and he even made random guesses: "Could it be broken by lightning?
No, no, no, it's impossible. Lightning is the key to activate and unlock the artifact. I've only heard of keys breaking in the keyhole, but how can a key actually break the lock?
Since it wasn't damaged, then... it was stolen?"
Novak stood up suddenly, magic power surged, the bandages wrapped around his body were shattered, and pieces of white cloth of varying sizes fell like snowflakes.
The adjutant heard this and couldn't help but twitch his face: "Marshal, besides you and me, the only ones left at the scene are the soldiers carrying the magic crystal.
When you activated the magic circle, the soldiers and I were far away from the altar. After the altar was blown up, I was the first to rush... um..."
As he was talking, the adjutant realized that if the artifact was really stolen, he would be the most suspicious one.
The adjutant suddenly stopped, his expression frozen. Novak looked over and understood what was going on after a little thought: "It's not you."
Hearing this, the adjutant breathed a sigh of relief: "Marshal, I will organize more soldiers to go..."
“No need.” Novak seemed to finally wake up and no longer be as neurotic as before. “It’s such a small place. We haven’t found it after searching for a whole day. It must be not at the scene.”
"Then... Marshal, could it be that a Saint-level person is hiding in the dark and making a move?"
"Which Saint-level person would be so stupid?" Novak sat back on the steps, his arms resting on his thighs, "Anyone who knows a little about ancient history knows that only the Contracted One can open the Artifact of Faith, otherwise it would have been taken away by aliens long ago.
Only I can use that artifact of faith. Unless you take me with you, it will just be a decoration."
The adjutant was silent for a while, then consoled him: "Marshal, even without the divine weapon, we can still defeat the enemy."
"hope so."
"At least I will die before you."
Novak looked at his resolute face and smiled slowly: "After all, I am not such a failure as a marshal.
Well... I'll obey you."
"My subordinate is here!"
"You are responsible for escorting the royal family out of the Kingdom of Naqi. Set off immediately."
The adjutant looked stunned: "Me?
Marshal, you don’t need me to escort the royal family, just send anyone…”
"Obey."
After a moment of silence, the adjutant opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but finally bowed his head silently: "As you command."
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Zhang Mu used the shadow technique and sat next to Novak.
"Contractor? You mean I can't use it?"
Judging from the information we have so far, this is indeed the case.
But Zhang Mu was unwilling to give up. He immediately got up and left the palace, flew out of the capital, and found a remote forest outside the city to start his experiment.
He tried many methods.
The magic circles of contracted monsters and instruments commonly used in the Thor continent are invalid; mental power connection is invalid; magic stimulation is invalid.
In the end, Zhang Mu even tried the "dripping blood" technique that often appears in novels, but it was still ineffective.
"So I was so excited for so long, but I'm not even as good as a vase?"
Zhang Mu stood there, thinking for a while but still unwilling to give up, he flew into the sky and headed all the way to Lake King's Capital.
When he arrived at the royal capital, he went straight to Avril, who was busy with government affairs in her palace, and asked her how to use the artifact of faith.
Avril wondered, "The artifact of faith lost its effect a long time ago. All the successive Ice Kings of the Ice Empire have tried it, but all failed in the end, so most of the meaningless methods of using it have long been lost.
Why are you asking this? "
"In Novak, oh, the Allied Marshal, I heard it from him."
Avril thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "They are trying to pin their hopes of a comeback on the artifact of faith?
It seems that the coalition forces are indeed pessimistic about their future and are wasting time on such unrealistic methods. "
Zhang Mu's face looked a little strange.
If I hadn't happened to go there, they would have actually succeeded.
He did not say what he was thinking, and asked, "Most of the methods of use have been lost, but is there any meaning left?"
Seeing that he was really interested, Avril put down her quill and said, "Have you ever heard of the history of the ancient wars?"
"I know." Novak spoke very carefully and Zhang Mu, who was listening, did not miss a single thing.
“That makes it easier to explain.
Literally speaking, the artifact of faith is a magical item that collects faith and then gives back power.
According to the remaining records of the Ice and Snow Empire, the specific process of use is that humans need to select one person, use the magic circle to become the artifact contractor, and then collect faith.
There are two ways, one is to gather people to worship the artifact, the other is to travel around the continent with the artifact to preach. "
"What's the difference?"
"It makes no difference to the amount of faith you have." Avril shook her head.
"Well, why two methods?"
"Because only devout people can provide faith." Avril said, thought for a while, and continued to explain, "In ancient times, the existence of gods was not known to everyone, and there was no church responsible for spreading the knowledge of gods. At that time, there were very few human kingdoms that believed in gods."
Zhang Mu understood: "If a kingdom that does not believe in God obtains the artifact, even if all its people are summoned to kneel down and worship, they will not be able to squeeze out a single ounce of faith.
So I can only transfer it first... Oh, that's not right.
It's so troublesome to run around, why not set up an organization similar to a church to focus on preaching?"
Avril raised her hand and grabbed a piece of flesh on Zhang Mu's cheek: "Do you think it's now that humans have taken over the continent and don't have to worry about their own safety.
Humans at that time didn't believe in doctrines or miracles at all. Even if you conjured a mountain out of thin air, they probably wouldn't even be interested in taking a look at it. They would just think it was some kind of magic and then lower their heads to continue planting their wheat.
The best way to make them believe in God, and believe in God devoutly, is to help them eliminate the threats, and then tell them that as long as they believe in God, there will be no more threats in the future. "
Zhang Mu held his cold hand and said, "The bearer of the artifact must play the role of a savior and rush to various human gathering places to eliminate the things that threaten them?"
"Yes."
"understood."
Avril's strength seemed to have improved again, and her body became colder and colder. After they shook hands for a short while, a thin layer of ice had already formed on Zhang Mu's palm.
She saw it and gently pulled her hand away: "In fact, the idea of relying on the faith artifact is doomed to fail from the beginning."
While using magic to dispel the cold, Zhang Mu asked curiously, "Why?"
"The artifact of faith itself cannot release powerful attacks. Its only ability is to bless the power of faith for the contractor."
Increase the power of faith?
Can ordinary people withstand the power of faith?
unless……
Zhang Mu thought deeply and whispered to himself: "Why does it sound like... like..."
Avril smiled slightly and continued, "It's like the process of conceiving a god."