Meng Yi appeared in the red fog space again.
This time the space changed, and he received a prompt as soon as he came in.
【Seize a portion of the power of the ninth level of grace. 】
[Optional: 1. Bring down divine grace (Insufficient share, current conversion share: 1/3 ninth level)
2. Increase the upper limit of ordinary believers (up to seven people)
Note: The more believers you have, the higher the conversion rate will be.
This ninth-level gift of power should have been taken from that death believer.
Meng Yi stroked his chin and looked at the words in front of him. He could seize the power of grace...
This is essentially plundering the power of other gods. Generally speaking, this is something only evil gods would do!
The gift of power he gave to Cen Qiyun was certainly not without root. It seemed that he had really seized the power of a certain god before.
This ability should never be discovered by others.
However, the red fog should be invisible to others except himself, so there is no need to worry too much about the "person".
What he was not sure about was whether the corresponding gods could sense it when the red mist took away the power of the gift?
Unable to make a judgment, I can only pay attention to it secretly.
Then came those two options.
It is easy to understand the bestowal of divine grace, but the latter portion is not enough, and the power of plundering grace seems to be three in one.
Meng Yi turned his gaze back.
Conversion rate!
The more believers there are, the higher the conversion rate. Does this mean that if there are enough believers in the future, the power they seize can be converted one-to-one?
Meng Yi has not made a choice yet, one reason being that the specific ratio still needs to be explored.
Secondly, even if you choose to expand your believers now, there is no one.
He is just a novice god.
I have no idea how to contact believers, how to get believers to contact me, etc.
Need to explore.
However, he soon found out the answer to the latter question.
Meng Yi leaned back in his chair. The dome of the huge hall was inlaid with stars of light, which could not be blocked even by the red mist.
This is a new change.
As he thought about it, the stars above the dome fell and revolved around the stone chair on the platform.
All kinds of sounds immediately echoed in Meng Yi's ears.
“Oh my God…”
Each star corresponds to a believer.
He can see through the stars and see every move of his believers.
The first thing almost all believers do after returning home is to pray to the gods.
They prayed repeatedly, feeling anxious and hopeful that the gods they believed in would give them clear instructions on how they could get closer to the gods' evil.
If believers go against the wishes of the gods, they will be abandoned at any time.
But they knew nothing about the new gods.
Through the stars, Meng Yi could feel the helplessness and panic in their hearts.
Most of the rooms these people were in were cramped and small, and they kept bowing their heads and praying in front of the lit candles.
It turns out that the candle is this one.
Thinking of what he had just seen and heard while walking at night, Meng Yi raised his brows slightly.
Just now in the garden, Cen Qiyun said that there were 324 people here, and there should be 323 more people besides himself.
Meng Yi took a quick look and the answer came to his mind: three hundred and twenty-one people.
After walking for a while at night, I lost two believers. This world is really not friendly to ordinary people.
As such, he would not even consider the option of expanding the number of believers, as his current number of believers is not yet full.
Let's keep this ninth-level gift of power for now.
Meng Yi glanced at the stars. How should he give the "oracle" to his believers?
Seeing that his believers were in panic, it was not a solution to just leave them alone, otherwise they would turn to other gods.
A slightly bright star passed before his eyes, and Meng Yi looked over. It turned out to be Cen Qiyun.
Apparently, this woman also started praying as soon as she got home, lighting a candle in the spacious and bright room.
She was once a divinely blessed being, and it seemed her living conditions were far better than those of ordinary people.
The other person folded his hands over his chest, closed his eyes and bowed his head, extremely pious:
“God, how can I praise your name and how can I practice your ways?”
Meng Yi frowned. What should he do?
He began to think back to when he had believed in other gods.
Those gods will not have clear "divine revelations". When he receives the protection of the gods, he will naturally know in his heart what to do to make the gods happier.
It is obvious that these believers now do not receive similar hints in their hearts, so they are naturally anxious and uneasy.
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