[Chapter 49: Hall of Valor! first building]
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“Godhead, how much divine power is needed to maintain the Hall of Valor to the maximum extent, and to maintain the Hall of Valor to be able to use it to the minimum extent? If the Hall of Valor is barely usable, how much divine power is needed to transform 13 heroic spirits?” Wu Hui has used the divine rank for a long time, and
knows Godhead is the kind of virtue that will not take the initiative to give an answer if you don’t ask, so you have to ask the question as carefully as possible. After gaining supernatural power, slowly adjusting this broken godhead who has no personality at all, is not as good as a novice guide of a third-rate online game. “To repair the Hall of Valor to the maximum extent, it takes 3.1 points of divine power to restore 10% of its functions. To repair the Hall of Valor to the minimum, it takes 0.6 points of
divine power to restore 5% of its functions, and it takes less than 0.1 divine power to transform 13 heroic spirits.”
0.7 divine power?
Wu Hui felt relieved, it sounds like this is a very cost-effective expense. Not only is it cheaper than converting directly with divine power, but it can also repair some functional buildings.
The energy of divine power is indeed omnipotent. But if it is just a simple and rough application, the consumption will be huge.
Transforming a heroic spirit through the magic circle of the god pattern in the Hall of Valor will consume much less.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Hui figured out the logical relationship, and ordered without hesitation: “Godhead, condense all the power of faith into divine power, and repair and restore the Hall of Valor to 5% status.” In an instant, Wu Hui had more than
3,000 A little power of faith, highly condensed into 3 points of divine power. Then another 0.6 divine power was applied to the pile of ruins through the godhead.
In an instant, something miraculous happened.
The pile of building ruins began to deform at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly took on the appearance of a palace.
Among the ruins, a golden sphere resembling an eyeball rose slowly under the action of an invisible force, suspended in the center of the hall, emitting a faint sacred light.
That is the core of the divine pattern circle.
Wu Hui understood instantly.
The reason why a pile of ruins is still defined by the godhead as a damaged Hall of Valor is because the core of the god pattern circle has not completely collapsed.
Otherwise, if Wu Hui wanted a Hall of Valor, he would have to rebuild it.
If it is to be rebuilt, let alone whether the broken godhead can still be created, even if the complete Hall of Valor can be rebuilt, the consumption of divine power in it is not something that Wu Hui can bear today.
From this point of view alone, the prodigal old Guangming God is not useless, and he left Wu Hui with a small amount of “inheritance” like construction rubbish.
The repaired Hall of Valor is just a broken frame, but it already has some basic functions, which is to transform some low-level heroic spirits.
Wu Hui led the souls of the 13 almost unconscious believers, slowly drifting to the front of the broken Hall of Valor, and casually said: “Godhead, transform them all into heroic spirits.” In an instant, white lights shot out from the Hall of Valor,
drawing Follow the souls of believers to enter in turn.
The soul of the devout believer who entered first knelt in the center of the Hall of Valor, and the core of the magic circle burst out with holy and white light to envelope him.
Under the shroud of light, the souls of devout believers quickly became solidified.
After just a few minutes, the white light dissipated, and the soul of the pious believer had been transformed into a heroic spirit. At this moment, his figure is solid and down-to-earth. At first glance, he looks almost the same as a real person, but his body is still translucent, and the whole body is also covered with a layer of holy light. At first glance, he can tell that he is not a real person.
As soon as he stepped out of the Hall of Valor, the freshly baked Heroic Spirit knelt in front of Wu Hui’s soul body devoutly, with an extremely excited expression: “Tommy the devout soul, pay homage to the Lord of Light, and thank the Lord for bestowing humble eternal life.” Wu Hui bowed his head
. glanced at him.
This Heroic Spirit’s eyes are sharp and his speech is clear. Obviously, after being transformed by the Hall of Valor, he has recovered his sanity and is no longer in the state of a goose.
Moreover, I don’t know if the core of the magic pattern of the gods has imposed psychological hints on the heroic spirit. This heroic spirit obviously accepts the state of the soul body of the God of Light very well, and accepts the environment of the surrounding ruins well, as if the Kingdom of the God of Light was originally It should be like this.
Wu Hui breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
He was still worried that if the heroic spirits woke up and found that the situation in the Kingdom of God was completely different from what they imagined, he would reveal the truth, and secretly pondered a set of excuses in his heart, preparing to fool them first.
Now that’s the case, it’s easy.
“Godhead, check the attributes of the heroic spirit.”
With a thought in his mind, all the information of the heroic spirit appeared in his consciousness.
Heroic Spirit: (Pious Spirit)
Name: Tommy Sloan
Gender: Male
Status: Health
Potential: Low-rank (Ordinary soul quality, the chance of being promoted to Holy Spirit is extremely weak)
Belief: God of Light (Pious believer level)
Occupation: None
Level: Level 0 (weak, ordinary human level)
Talent: None
Well, this is a heroic spirit who is devout and firm except for his belief. As long as there is a little bit of strength in the gods, the kind that won’t even take a second look.
Wu Hui sighed, a little disappointed.
From the memory of the old God of Light, he knew that heroic spirits also have different attributes, and some heroic spirits will have special talents, and they can be of great use if they are cultivated well.
It’s a pity that this Tommy obviously doesn’t have any special talent. Wu Hui glanced at Tommy with some disappointment, and asked casually
, “Tommy, do you still remember what happened in your life?”
It’s very vague, I just remember being shot to death by a bow and arrow.”
It seems that the devout soul is not strong enough, and it is difficult to remember the memories of life.
However, this has no effect. For Wu Hui, the current heroic spirits are enough, and the first thing to solve is the problem of existence and non-existence.
Wu Hui nodded, and said to him, “Get up~”
“Yes, my lord.” Tommy quickly stood up and stood aside respectfully. Wu Hui didn’t give orders, so he didn’t even move.
Wu Hui ignored him and turned to look at the Hall of Valor.
With the effort of these two sentences, the soul of the second devout disciple has entered the Hall of Valor and started to transform.
Although the Hall of Valor was dilapidated, it was not too slow in transforming heroic spirits. Soon, heroic spirits were successfully transformed one after another.
Every time Wu Hui came out, he had to check his qualifications.
At the beginning, he was full of expectations that some heroic spirits with the best potential would emerge. But following the investigations of new heroic spirits time and time again, all of them have low potential and no special talents.
After several heroic spirits came down in a row, he had gradually become numb, but he still held on to a sliver of hope, so he finally didn’t give up completely, and continued to investigate.
Soon, the eleventh heroic spirit came out.
Wu Hui had no hope at all, but mechanically checked the attributes of the heroic spirit.
Suddenly.
He found that the report information this time was significantly different from the previous ones, and the column of talents and specialties was no longer “none”.
He suddenly lifted his spirits, and his mood suddenly became high.
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