Attack method, he finally had an attack method! In this world where the strong were respected, they could finally stop being trampled on! Qin Mufeng held the thin prophecy spell tightly and felt emotional. This prophecy book, this divine art that Marry used to kill Qin Mufeng, had opened a window for the weak Qin Mufeng that should have been opened a year later.
The cultivation of prophecy was actually very simple. As long as one contributed their own power of faith to the God of Light, they would be able to make time and space move according to their own will within a certain range. However, due to the lack of power of faith in the priests who cultivated the prophecy spell in the past, the prophecy spell did not show any power, causing this divine spell to become an accomplice to harm people's lives.
However, this prophecy book was completely different in Qin Mufeng's hands. With Qin Mufeng's Three Scrolls of Yellow Heaven's method of gathering the power of faith, Qin Mufeng could even move mountains and overturn seas and kill people without a trace when he gathered enough power of faith. However, if he, Qin Mufeng, had enough power of belief, he would not need to give it to the God of Light anymore.
However, at this moment, this prophecy spell was indeed very important to Qin Mufeng. Just as Qin Mufeng was in a daze with the prophecy spell, Priest Marry walked in from outside. Looking at Qin Mufeng who was staring blankly at the prophecy spell but did not clean up, for the first time, Mary did not scold him. Instead, a rare smile appeared on his sharp and mean face.
Qin Mufeng was also shocked when he noticed that Priest Mary had entered. However, seeing that Mary did not speak, Qin Mufeng pretended to be focused on reading. In order to make Mary feel at ease, Qin Mufeng even circulated the spells on the Three Scrolls of Yellow Heaven, making his face extremely pale.
Qin Mufeng's deliberate action indeed made Mary extremely happy. His dark expression became as bright as a flower. He believed that as long as Qin Mufeng continued to cultivate this prophecy technique diligently, he would be summoned by the Lord to the Kingdom of Heaven in a few days! This was indeed delightful and made people daydream. At the thought of this, the smile on Mary's face grew wider. He didn't disturb Qin Mufeng and quietly walked away.
It was very quiet in the Holy Brilliance Cathedral today. Qin Mufeng hid under a statue and studied the prophecy spell. However, he did not dare to test the results of his research on prophecy. He wanted to wait until it was dark and no one was around before he cultivated properly.
Waiting was undoubtedly anxious and torturous. Qin Mufeng absent-mindedly wiped the statue of the God of Light again and again. The time he had been waiting for had not come yet. When the church bell rang, the anxious Qin Mufeng felt full of energy.
After making sure that no one would come to the main cathedral to pray, Qin Mufeng sat cross-legged behind the Light God Statue. Under the circulation of the spell, a trace of the power of faith that had just burst out from the river of faith was controlled by Qin Mufeng. According to the method of casting the prophecy spell, Qin Mufeng contributed the stolen power of faith to the God of Light.
"Blade Slash!" Qin Mufeng, who didn't know any magic, had to hold it in for a long time after he contributed that trace of power of faith. He had to hold it in for a long time before he could say those two words.
As he said this, a knife suddenly appeared in the void of Radiance Cathedral. It slashed at Qin Mufeng's calf and a column of blood shot into the sky. However, due to the lack of energy, it landed on Qin Mufeng's pristine white sacrificial robe.
Qin Mufeng did not know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the mottled red dots on his robe. His prophecy spell had succeeded and the knife had come. However, this knife was really too small. It was even smaller than the pencil sharpeners Qin Mufeng used to sharpen his pencil. Qin Mufeng could not even kill a chicken with this move, let alone kill someone.
Fortunately, this saber was small. If it was the Dragon Slaying Saber that Brother Fearless used, Qin Mufeng's leg would not have only had a small cut. He was afraid that his leg would have been sacrificed in the experiment of prophecy.
Although the knife was not big enough, this self-harming experiment on prophecy was finally successful. Qin Mufeng thought for a moment and understood that Dao Xiao couldn't blame the God of Light. He could only blame his brother for not giving enough offerings to the God of Light. You get what you pay for. He should be satisfied with this penknife after offering some power of faith.
However, Qin Mufeng had thought about this self-harm for a long time, but he still could not get the gist of it. In the end, Qin Mufeng, who had no other choice, made up his mind to try again. This time, he looked at the pillar of light as thick as a bowl above the Divine Light Statue and said fiercely,""Slash."
It was still the same small pencil sharpier. This was not out of Qin Mufeng's expectations because the power of faith that his brother had given to the God of Light this time was still the same. However, the place where the knife appeared this time shocked Qin Mufeng! Qin Mufeng, who was prepared to be slashed again, realized that the blade was aimed at the top of the statue of light.
With a light clang, the small pencil sharpeners drew a shallow mark on the face of the God of Light. He took money from others and helped them eliminate disasters. This God of Light was no exception. After taking Qin Mufeng's power of faith, he was even willing to scratch his own face! However, Qin Mufeng didn't have time to praise the honorable God of Light. He was curious as to why the saber would slash the God of Light.
Why would the knife cut the statue of light? Why did I cut myself last time? Qin Mufeng, who did not want to waste any more power of faith, had to figure this out. One had to know that although his power of faith was stolen, he was also reluctant to part with it.
Looking at the faint scar on the Divine Light God's face and the scar on his leg, Qin Mufeng fell into deep thought. After an unknown period of time, a ray of light appeared in his heart. Yes, that's right. The first time, the reason why the knife cut him was because he was too anxious. When he said that he would cut, his mouth was facing his leg. The second time, he was facing the statue of the God of Light.
It must be like this. Qin Mufeng, who had discovered the secret, was instantly overjoyed. However, in order to test the validity of his conjecture, he decided to test it again. This time, he contributed two points of faith power to the God of Light.
"Blade Slash!" Qin Mufeng said firmly to a stone pillar in the Holy Brilliance Cathedral. As soon as Qin Mufeng finished speaking, a pencil sharpier that was twice as long slashed fiercely at the stone pillar in the air. A thin knife mark appeared on the stone pillar.
Qin Mufeng's hand trembled as he gently caressed the shallow knife marks.
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