War of Faith

However, Locke's attack still failed to work.

Frank simply leaned backward along the trajectory of the Ice Blade Attack, bending into a bridge-like posture to evade it.

Then, Frank spun like a windmill, turning his greatsword into a Whirlwind Slash. Fierce gusts rose around him, shattering Locke's third Blade of Ice.

Locke frowned slightly at the sight.

Sure enough, a Rank 6 Warrior was not so easy to kill.

Even after this Rank 6 Warrior had been deprived of his sight, he could still shatter two of Locke's Ice Blades.

After glancing at the two mages beyond the Mist, Locke ultimately gave up on casting another spell.

He had not yet escaped pursuit and simply did not have enough time to meditate and restore his magic power. Using one more spell now would mean one more measure of danger when facing those two mages.

At once, Locke's thoughts stirred.

"Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel!"

"Hearing Deprivation!"

Locke's soul power, attached to the fog, invaded Frank's soul and transformed into a transparent barrier that covered it.

In an instant, following the loss of his sight, Frank completely lost his hearing as well.

Having lost his hearing, Frank's expression changed drastically. He swung his greatsword around himself, crushing everything that came near him.

"Touch Deprivation!"

After losing his sense of touch as well, Frank cried out in terror.

Yet no matter how he roared or bit his tongue, he could not hear his own voice or feel the pain in his body...

A few breaths later, Frank's movements became severely distorted, exposing many openings.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

This time, the Ice Blades whistled past and sliced directly across Frank's neck, bringing up a spray of blood mist...

"Bang..."

The Ice Blades shattered.

A Rank 6 Warrior truly was extraordinary.

If Locke's Ice Blade Attack had struck any other part of Frank's body, it would at most have cut a wound seven or eight centimeters deep before being shattered by Frank's powerful physique.

However, for a vital spot like the neck, a wound seven or eight centimeters deep was enough to kill.

The only consolation for Frank was perhaps that, because Locke had deprived him of his sense of touch, he could not feel the Agony of Death...

After killing the last warrior, Locke quietly approached the edge of the Mist and secretly observed the only two mages remaining in the group.

The two mages had initially stood roughly one hundred forty to one hundred fifty meters from the Mist. When the warriors' screams reached them, they hurriedly retreated another thirty to forty meters. At this point, the distance between Locke and the two mages had reached more than one hundred seventy meters.

The older mage lowered his head and chanted. A few seconds later, more than twenty Rain of Light Arrows descended from above him into the Mist, striking several trees with muffled pops before triggering a series of explosions.

Rank 5 Light Magic, Rain of Light!

Locke's gaze narrowed.

A High Mage...

Although Locke shouted "deprivation" whenever he used his ultimate move, the Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel,

he knew his own limitations.

With his current understanding of the Water Law Profundity, he could only "blind" another person's soul, making it believe that it could not see or hear.

Against warriors with weak Mental Strength, Locke was naturally unstoppable.

But against mages, especially High Mages, Locke truly did not know how effective this move would be.

To truly achieve the "deprivation" of another person's Five Senses as he claimed, he would at least need to completely comprehend the Profound Mystery of Illusionary Fog within the Water Law, right?

After taking a deep look at the two Light Mages, Locke turned and quietly passed through the Mist, heading toward the Frost Snow Empire.

In his previous life, Locke had been a corporate slave of the Zhonghua Family, one step away from evolving from 996 to 007.

His exhaustion could only be soothed by novels and anime.

Perhaps some mighty deity had taken pity on him, because Locke had been reborn into this Fantasy World.

There was Brilliant Magic here, as well as Fierce Battle Qi...

The strong could destroy mountains and shatter peaks with a wave of their hands, wiping out billions of lives with a single thought.

The Weak Ones were as insignificant as ants. If they were trampled to death by a passing magical beast one day, they would not leave behind even the slightest trace.

This was the Coiling Dragon Universe!

Moreover, this was an era after the Seventy-Seven Sovereigns had gathered, after they had created the God Planes, and after they discovered that the Power of Faith could help fuse Profound Mysteries of Laws. They had created magic, a simplified embryonic form of laws, to gather faith.

At present, many Sovereigns had only become Sovereigns because luck had allowed them to obtain Sovereign Sparks.

Before becoming Sovereigns, these people had merely been ordinary High Gods. Some had not even fused a single Profound Mystery.

After tasting the Power Boost brought by Law Fusion through the Power of Faith within their Sovereign Sparks, their pursuit of the Power of Faith reached an utterly insane level.

Among Sovereigns, there were differences in strength as well.

Lesser Sovereigns, Intermediate Sovereigns, Overlords!

The gap in Willpower between each rank meant that Sovereigns of different ranks differed in strength by a hundredfold.

A Lesser Sovereign who had completely fused five Profound Mysteries of Laws could roughly rival an Intermediate Sovereign who had fused three types of Profound Mysteries of Laws, or an Overlord who had not fused even one Profound Mystery.

Though they could only be said to rival them, in an actual battle, the former could merely manage not to lose against the latter.

Still, this ignited a flame in the hearts of even more Sovereigns.

If they could become Paragons, could Paragon Lesser Sovereigns defeat, or even kill, Overlords?

Those Sovereigns who possessed other Divine Clones began calculating furiously.

Everyone wanted to become stronger.

But no one wanted to die.

Especially these Sovereigns who already stood at the very pinnacle of the Coiling Dragon Universe. They wanted death even less.

However, the Sovereigns' situation had now reached the point where, if they did not improve, they might very well become the prey of other Sovereigns.

Thus, in order to raise their strength and bring it to the peak, the Sovereigns turned their eyes toward the Endless Material Planes in their struggle to Contend for Faith.

They sought to gather more Power of Faith, allowing themselves to Fuse the Most Profound Mysteries of Laws in the shortest possible time. In the end, they would hunt a Sovereign compatible with their Divine Clones and become Multi-Element Sovereigns.

Because it concerned their Life and Death, the War of Faith became the war in the Coiling Dragon Universe with the greatest Scope of Influence, the most casualties, and the highest number of fallen experts since the battle to contend for Sovereign Sparks.

This was a Grand War in which even Sovereigns personally entered the fray, and more than twenty Sovereigns fell directly.

Ants of the Material Planes like Locke were merely an uncountable part of the War of Faith.

Yet a grain of sand from the era, falling onto an individual, became an irresistible Tide of the Era.

In any case, Locke could not resist it.

Because the Plane War had already descended upon the plane called Wakanda, where Locke had been reborn.

The Vakanda Plane was the first plane where the Water Sovereign Philo had dispatched deities to Spread Water Element Magic and gather faith.

However, more than a hundred years ago, a deity under a Light Lord God arrived in this plane through a Plane Teleportation Array. That deity began to Spread Light Element Magic in this plane, gathering faith for Light Overlord August.

The deities under the Water Sovereign Philo naturally did not want the lambs in their Sovereign's pasture to be harvested by other Sovereigns, so they launched wave after wave of attacks against the newly established Temple of Light.

By now, the two sides had been fighting for nearly a hundred years.

During that time, the ordinary people who died in the war between the Frost Snow Empire and the Temple of Light were beyond count.

Fortunately, Locke, reborn in the Wakanda Plane of the Coiling Dragon Universe, possessed Water Element Affinity. At the age of seven, he successfully passed the Mage Aptitude Test and entered the Mage Academy of the Frost Snow Empire, becoming a Water Mage who stood above ordinary people and sparing his family from the disturbances of imperial conscription.