If she could unify the world, Xiao Chuxia would absorb more and more of the power of lies, which would be able to turn the impossible into the possible at crucial moments.
"Xiao Chuxia, strengthen my Nightmare Power," Fang Xiu suddenly said.
"Okay, Brother Xiu." Xiao Chuxia ran over from behind a rock in the distance, injecting a large amount of lying power into Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiu sensed it briefly and frowned slightly: "Increase the dosage."
"Okay then." Xiao Chuxia stuck out her tongue. Although she was reluctant to give up the power of lies, she could only continue to increase the dosage.
Soon, Fang Xiu felt his nightmare power begin to expand rapidly. He closed his eyes, and the nightmare power spread wildly like a plague.
In a short while, something strange happened in the West: large numbers of people suddenly fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
Investigation bureaus across the West were thrown into chaos by the massive number of comas, leading them to believe they had encountered an S-class bizarre incident.
Gradually, Fang Xiu's nightmare power enveloped tens of millions of people; no more than that was no longer possible, as it had reached the limit for this level.
But that doesn't matter, just do it a few more times and that will be enough.
In the dream, countless people saw God, but this time God was no longer a black man, but Fang Xiu himself.
He took God's place in his dream.
Faith requires specifying the object of faith, just like when burning paper money, you must silently recite in your heart who it is for.
If faith doesn't require a specific object, then the major Western religious sects wouldn't need to compete for faith.
The Black God has brainwashed many people, and their faith in God is deeply ingrained and difficult to erase even through dreams. However, since it cannot be erased, they simply take over God's place.
Let them continue to believe in God, except that God is an Easterner.
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