Derek sat upright upon the golden throne. The energy he had expended was rapidly recovering, then slowly being consumed again.
Now that he had retrieved the statue, there was naturally no fear of it causing any trouble on his home ground.
Before him, Pegasus and the other creations stared curiously at Derek's palm.
Gwen's statue was continuously twisting and distorting.
It resembled the power that had birthed them, yet was also somewhat different.
"Granting life?"
Derek observed it for a while, but it did not seem to be that either.
Moreover, this alien energy constantly radiated a certain force, seeking to alter the surrounding lifeforms.
Derek began studying it and discovered all sorts of properties.
Recalling the process of its birth, Derek poured faith into it.
Visible to the naked eye, it grew stronger and separated a power of the same origin from the Power of Faith.
"Faith can actually be broken down?"
Derek seemed to glimpse an entirely new field. He had always believed that the Power of Faith was simply the Power of Faith.
With a direction in mind, all that remained was to develop a method for breaking faith down.
He did not intend to use this thing directly. After all, it had absorbed too much resentment from living beings at the moment of their deaths, making it extremely abnormal.
But when he put it into practice, he discovered how difficult it was.
This simply was not work meant for a person. There was almost no progress at all.
In response, Derek confidently shouted in his heart... Panel, add points.
The all-surpassing power of the Panel descended, forcibly advancing his ability.
Derek named it: the Deification Art.
As the days passed, with the Panel's power bolstering him, he finally managed to separate the Power of Faith.
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