"The sun is a symbol of masculinity, so I'm only interested in women or goddesses! Also, aren't you going to change your clothes? Has anyone ever told you that your blood stinks?”
Wang Hao disappeared from the room.
Tony also lowered his head and sniffed, then immediately revealed a disgusted expression.
Blood was naturally stinky. Hemoglobin-like substances were also protein. As long as they were protein, they would emit a strange stench after they were oxided, such as rotten eggs and rotten meat. This was also the origin of the smell of blood.
Wang Hao didn't say anything, but everyone in the room immediately vomited. They covered their noses and ran out.
"Hey, don't all leave. I didn't bring any clothes to change into. Also, where is your bathing place?”
Wang Hao, who had left early, laughed when he heard the shouts behind him. Then, he turned his attention back to his divine spell.
With the power of faith and his special ability, he could do many things that he had never thought of.
For example, weapons.
Previously, he had condensed a light sword and named it the Xuanyuan Sword. He had used it to fight against Thor.
But in reality, the sword was just a pure light energy composite. It was just a ball of energy, and its shape didn't matter.
As for the sharpness, toughness, or other functions that a divine sword should have, those did not exist.
However, it was different now. As long as he had enough power of faith, he could combine it with light energy to create a powerful divine sword.
With the power of faith as its bones and his divine power of light as its flesh and blood, the power of this divine sword would not be inferior to Thor's Myrnir.
Moreover, by replenishing the divine power of light from time to time, the sword could exist forever, including giving it to others to use.
"I can still create life!"
If forging weapons wasn't good enough, what about creating life?
With Wang Hao's ability, it wasn't difficult to create a body. However, life was precious to the soul, and the soul was one of the few parts that Wang Hao hadn't touched.
At least, no one had ever said that the sun was the master of the soul, the nemesis of the soul and ghosts. However, no one had ever said that the sun was the master and creator of the soul.
In most myths, the sun was the nemesis of ghosts and demons. It was an existence that would kill them if they touched it.
It was common sense that neither Eastern nor Western ghosts could appear under the sun. However, this also meant that Wang Hao couldn't create a soul.
But the power of faith could do that. Combined with Wang Hao's power of life, he had the ability to create life.
"Where can I get the power of faith and wish?”
The places with the most Wish Power were naturally temples and churches, but those belonged to other people and other gods.
The only thing Wang Hao had received so far was Banner's faith, which he had influenced with his psychic power. This faith wasn't firm, and it wasn't reliable.
According to the classification of weak believers, strong believers, and fanatics, Banner was only a weak believer!
The strong believer firmly believed in Wang Hao and was willing to risk his life for him, such as fighting a dangerous holy war against the heretics for him.
However, if it involved principles, like Wang Hao asking him to kill his lover, he might hesitate and not do it in the end.
As for the fanatics, they would die for Wang Hao without hesitation. They would kill their loved ones for Wang Hao without hesitation.
However, fanatics were extremely difficult to obtain. After all, humans had complicated thoughts. Of course, it was also because of this that there was such a strong light of hope and that they could obtain such faith power.
"The Battle of New York! This is an opportunity."
War had always been a place where despair spread and where hope was born.
In this era, the overall situation was peaceful, and the upcoming war of New York was undoubtedly the best opportunity.
New York City was the largest city in the world, with a total of 30 million people. Although the damage caused by the invasion of the Citare was limited to Manhattan, it was the most populated area in New York, with at least a few million people.
As long as Wang Hao performed well and saved the millions of people, it would be easy for him to gain some power of faith.
"But this matter may require Tony's cooperation!”
Wang Hao wasn't a newbie. Living in the information age, he naturally knew the importance of the fishing vessel media.
Therefore, after Tony showered and changed into clean clothes, Wang Hao dragged him to the side.
One had to use the same method to deal with the same kind of person.
It was the same for preaching.
Banner had been suffering for the past few years, so was it difficult to promise him to stay away from pain and separate him from Hulk?
Well, it might have been a little difficult before, but now that Wang Hao had the power of faith, it was easy.
Similarly, what did Tony need?
"Stay young forever!"
"What did you say?"
"Golden Spear Cannot Fall!"
"What do you mean?"
"The little hook will double in size!"
"No, if you have something to say, just say it. How can I not help you?”
"Revive your parents."
"Deal!"
Tony stared at Wang Hao. Whatever doubts or principles he had, he had to think twice even if Wang Hao asked him to help Rocky win this war.
Of course, he was still unwilling.
"Brother, can you really resurrect my parents? And what exactly is it? Don't tell me you really want me to help Loki betray Earth?”
Wang Hao smiled mysteriously.
"I want you to believe in me, believe in me like they believe in God. Believe that I can bring you light, believe that I can bring you hope!”
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