Ning Feng wasn't interested in this power, but the other party didn't care whether he wanted it or not, and kept pestering him.
Like an annoying simp with extremely low emotional intelligence, relentlessly pursuing and clinging to someone.
"Tsk, I should have killed that guy before I left."
But that would mean losing an important "witness," which would be another problem.
Ning Feng frowned, and suddenly a possible idea came to mind.
"This is tricky... Hmm? How about this?"
This time, as those sycophantic followers swarmed around again, Ning Feng tried to give them a silent command:
"You are only fit to grovel at my feet."
As if language had become a rule, the power of faith obediently flew towards Ning Feng's feet.
Then……
The moment it touches the shadow, it vanishes in a flash.
ha!
Hmm~
He could almost hear a lazy hum in his ear. Ning Feng raised an eyebrow and hummed back.
See, it's very simple, isn't it?
"Ah, it's done."
That's right, Ning Feng's idea was very simple.
This thing is definitely not bad, but I can't really use it right now. But there's a slacker woman who's fast asleep who probably knows what to do.
Since it's a pity to lose it, then...
"Take it and feed it to the cat!"
That's how extravagant it is.
If Ariana finds it useful, it can help her understand the meaning of equivalent exchange.
If I don't need it...
What does that have to do with me?
Having resolved his troubles with a clear conscience, Ning Feng nodded in satisfaction, then thought of some things he had previously overlooked.
Why do gods fight for faith?
"Faith is a really strange thing."
The belief of a dead person born of fear is not fundamentally different from that of other devout beliefs.
"So, is this why the gods fight for faith?"
Evil gods spread fear through horrific death and bloodshed, while benevolent gods gain followers through various noble qualities.
Regardless of how one acquires faith, the power of faith remains the same.
"Believers are the lambs, and it doesn't matter how the lambs are taken... It's really chilling to think about."
While Ning Feng remained silent, Chu Yu seemed to finally grow tired of the aimless journey, and asked with a slight frown:
"Demon, where are we going now? The king has sent men to capture the contestants. Should we leave the city under cover of night?"
We're teammates, you shouldn't tell me everything.
Blinking, Ning Feng smiled sheepishly:
"Oh, sorry, I haven't told you yet? It's like this, we are now..."
The carriage slowly came to a stop, silencing Ning Feng as he gestured for Jiang Wan to remain silent.
Who are you?
A grotesque skeleton carrying a lantern walked to the car window and looked inside.
Ning Feng was not surprised at all, and gently pushed open the car window and said:
"We are from Greywater."
Facing the vigilant soldiers, Ning Feng removed his hat and smiled elegantly:
“I have a personal letter from Sir Charles that needs to be delivered to His Majesty the King.”
……king?
Chu Yu: ? ? ?
Her eyes widened as she stared blankly at Ning Feng, who was chatting intimately with a skeleton with an ordinary expression.
"Look, these are proof of our identity."
Ning Feng handed the token of his identity to the other party, turned his head to smile at Chu Yu, who was stunned, and winked his left eye.
oops?
Haven't I told you yet?
Us.
Now we're going into the palace!
Surprised? Aren't you surprised?
Surprising, isn't it?
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