Chapter 664: War of Faith (8)
The weather at sea changes rapidly. Not long ago, there were thunder and heavy rain and rolling waves, but not long after, it became calm and blue.
The rain came and went quickly, leaving nothing behind after the bombardment. Only the cold water in the boat showed that everything that had just happened was not a dream.
For a moment Bernard's mind went blank, with only his heart beating wildly.
Once, twice.
The amplitude of his heart beat was unprecedentedly large. There were several times when he felt that it was about to jump out of his throat, leap high, and be thrown into the sea beside him that had returned to calm, returning to the eternal Father God of this sea.
Yes...Father God, Father God.
Bernard snapped back to reality.
The rainstorm stopped so strangely that there is no other explanation except a miracle.
Was it Father God who just saved him from this rainstorm and gave him a new life?
——In a universal sense, it is true.
It’s just that he is not the god of tides and fertility, but a wicked and smoky false god.
When you start to believe in a false god, God will protect you from the wind and rain. As for where the wind and rain come from, you don’t have to worry about it for the time being.
Bai Jinshu raised half of his body and looked at the unfortunate guy in front of him praying devoutly towards the sea level. Then he said with satisfaction: "Not bad, he is not an ungrateful person. The rain was not in vain."
If after all the effort of putting on such a grand show with all the sound, light and electricity, this kid still believed in the goddess of light and stood up and kowtowed to the sun in the sky twice, then he would reach out and strangle Bernard to death.
Now it seems that all this effort has achieved quite good results.
Huai Jiamu pressed his forehead helplessly and gently pushed his shoulder. The next second, Bai Jinshu followed his movements and fell back on his shoulder as if he had no bones.
The only difference is that the previous Boneless Man was sloppy and couldn't stand steadily or do anything well. This time, the Boneless Man really has no strength at all.
Fortunately, Huai Jiamu caught his back as if he had anticipated it, and looked at the sea in front of him with a hint of meaning: "It was not in vain...but isn't the area a little too large?"
The energy consumption between manipulating ordinary people and manipulating the universe is incomparable. Bernard was tied to the boat, and his field of vision was only a small spot, so he only needed to manipulate a small area of the weather.
As a result, I don't know if it was because he was not proficient in using this ability for the first time, or if he deliberately wanted to make a big difference, but this storm may have affected half of the sea. The words that instantly mobilized the wind and rain and instantly restored the sunny sky drained half of the pseudo-god's energy. Now, the way he leaned on Huai Jiamu was no longer as majestic as when he snapped his fingers a few minutes ago.
"It's not that I couldn't control myself..." Bai Jinshu explained himself, "I was just planning to give it a try."
Just like the air here is completely different from Earth, with no oxygen at all, the concentration of magic in different worlds is also different for magical creatures.
For example, if you are used to living on Earth and go to the moon with the same gait and physical data, you will find that you can jump with every step.
This is the difference between magic powers of different concentrations. In a world with low magic concentration, it is difficult to create a spark out of thin air. But in a world with high magic concentration, you can find fire elements in the air by just touching it.
The level of the caster and the concentration of the elements will affect the strength of the spell. He had a deep understanding of this when he used the alias Delmis. This time he entered a new and unknown space with a new identity, so he naturally had to test it.
Huai Jiamu: "What are the results of the test?"
"Hmm..." Bai Jinshu found a comfortable place to rest his head on his shoulder and organized his words, "The situation in this unknown space is a bit complicated."
It seems that performing magic here is much easier and more convenient than in the outside world, but relatively speaking, the energy consumed here will unknowingly be greater.
To use shopping as an analogy, let's say you could buy a bottle of mineral water for one dollar before, but the cap was very difficult to unscrew, and you had to put a piece of paper under it beforehand and then apply force. Now you change to another store, and the cap of the same type of mineral water is very easy to unscrew, so the price of buying mineral water becomes ten dollars.
If he still uses the same strength to twist the bottle cap as before to twist the new mineral water, he will not be able to control the strength and accidentally twist the bottle into a knot, just like he accidentally started a rainfall that went far beyond the range.
"I just wanted some local rainfall," he frowned, "but I didn't expect it to be so severe."
He failed to control himself and spellcasting in this world consumed more energy, which resulted in more than half of his divine power being drained away, making him look much weaker.
Fortunately, after testing the casting exchange rate here this time, he will know the range and dosage for use next time.
"Oh, there's one more thing," Bai Jinshu carefully felt his body and added, "I found that the recovery of divine power here is very slow."
The essence of divine power is still magic power. No matter what it is called in different worlds, such as "ether", "essence", "chaotic energy"... it is essentially a blue bar. Under normal circumstances, for gods, even if they do nothing, the blue bar will slowly recover.
But in this world, the mana bar recovers very slowly, and casting spells requires a lot of mana...
Bai Jinshu guessed that this should also be a restriction on the contestants, not allowing them to overuse their divine power, but the specific restrictions still need further exploration.
"Tsk, this is really frustrating..." Bai Jinshu gritted his teeth.
From this perspective, the seven members of the Foundation's advance team really had the best timing and location.
Now that the ownership of this space has been kicked out, the information released by the foundation may not be all the rules. The seven of them are probably the only ones who know the true situation of this world best.
There was no way, for this thing was better to come early than to come at the right time, but fortunately they were not too late when they entered here. Bai Jinshu said a few words in his heart in dissatisfaction, and left the sea with Huai Jiamu.
The unlucky guy Bernard was just a small episode. Their focus these days is still on the God of the Sea. The sudden rainstorm just now was too large in scope. Even though Bai Jinshu was confident that he would not attract the attention of the God of the Sea, it would be safer to leave the sea temporarily.
After all, he is called the God of the Sea, and anyone can imagine that the ocean is most likely within the domain of this god. At present, when the strength and capabilities of the God of the Sea are unclear, it would be a fool's job to hastily fight with him in the sea.
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Bernard on the boat didn't know yet that the god who had just saved him was by his side a few moments ago.
A few minutes ago, he almost thought he was going to return to the sea, but a few minutes later, he didn't want to think about anything, didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to lie in this small boat and drift along the current to an unknown direction.
But soon, his state was forcibly interrupted.
There were more and more birds flying in the sky. Bernard turned his head and saw the shadow of a land at the end of his vision.
According to his previous understanding of the water currents near Silver Tear Beach, no matter where he started from, it would be impossible for him to float back to the shore relying solely on natural forces.
Or if the ship never capsized, he might have drifted to other lands far away from Silver Tear Beach or even the entire Hydrania, but by then he would have been almost dead.
Bernard was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly sat up from the boat, ignoring the fact that the boat almost capsized, and looked towards the land.
After several seconds, he realized that the ropes on his body had inexplicably loosened. He was no longer forcibly fixed to the boat, but could sit up on the boat.
The seabirds that had left because of the approaching storm flew back again, circled over the sea for a few times, and finally stopped beside his boat, lowering their heads to tidy up their smooth and sharp feathers.
Following the direction from which the seabirds were flying, he was getting closer and closer to the shore... closer and closer...
Gradually, clear buildings appeared on the shore, crowds of people were bustling around, and the coast was getting closer and closer.
Then Bernard heard a roar from the crowd.
"Look!" a child's voice shrilly, "Bernard is back!"
"He actually went back the same way and came back again!"
"It's Father God! Father God!"
Who else but the God of Tide and Ocean could bring back the people who were tied to a boat and exiled from the island along the same route?
The crowd collapsed like a wave, and even the nobles standing in the front had to make a prayer gesture after a brief moment of shock.
The ecstasy of surviving the disaster and the fanaticism of believing in God made Bernard involuntarily stand up from the boat. The waves around him were as quiet as the most docile lambs, with only white wave crests rolling up layer by layer, surrounding the white boat and the people on it wearing white clothes.
The people in front cheered, sang the praises of the greatness of the tide, thanked him for his tolerance, and praised the Father's grace.
Bernard was surrounded by excited believers. Cathy rushed over with tears in her eyes, scolding him viciously while choking with sobs. Someone hummed the melody of the hymn, and the young men cheered and grabbed Bernard's limbs, throwing him up very high, who was sent back to land by the Father God himself.
And just at the moment of reaching the climax, he suddenly met a pair of red eyes among the layers of faces looking up at him.
The owner of those eyes flashed in the crowd and soon disappeared.
There were still puddles on the ground left by the previous rainstorm. The small boat swayed towards the shore and ran aground on Silver Tear Beach. In the breeze, tiny silver fish shadows occasionally passed by the layers of waves, and the first barely perceptible "click" sound came from the beach behind.
The Silver Tear Tide has come early.
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