Faith Power was something special. It was born from those utterly ordinary believers, yet did not truly come from them—or rather, did not come entirely from them. Even a frail, powerless old man well past fifty could contribute a considerable amount of Faith Power. If he was devout enough, he could instead produce even more Faith Power. This was a form of artificial, controllable power universally acknowledged in the wizarding world to be akin to the power of origin.
Faith Power underwent several stages of transformation. By the time it became the Faith Power gathered by gods, it already bore many similarities to Mental Power—or rather, it was an alternative expression, an alternative form, of Mental Power. This was also what gave wizards the opportunity to use Faith Power to aid their spellcasting.
But Ruger no longer thought that way—or rather, he no longer stopped at that step, that level.
He had seen more.
Just as he had gained an insight while observing the Spell Model before: Spell Models were alive. They breathed.
He had developed similar speculation, similar perception, regarding Faith Power.
It was as though he were viewing all this from another angle.
As though every kind of power in the world had another side.
The exceptionally pure Faith Power contributed by the Fuzzies was remarkably easy to control. When Ruger regarded Faith Power as alive, he could even sense a faint intimacy from it. He entwined it with his Mental Power, merging the two as one, and empowered the Spell Model of Fireball Spell.
This invisibly increased the difficulty of controlling the spell, especially Fireball Spell, which already required immense control to wield.
Ruger faced it with a smile.
His casting gestures and incantation did not dare stop for even a moment.
But he could not lose