Three or four minutes later, feeling his fully repaired flesh, Green drank another blue potion as it rapidly replenished the consumption of his soul and mental power.
[Ding! Book information organization complete. Would you like to view it!] The chip's feedback came through at the opportune moment.
View! Green chanted inwardly.
For a Wizard, as long as information could be obtained, there was always a way to solve a problem!
The flowing light within his eyes appeared once more. The information collected from the castle was refined by the chip and projected onto Green's optic nerve.
"World Remnant? Projection records of high-dimensional spacetime?" muttered Green with a puzzled look on his face.
It was no fault of Green's to say so. From the books collected at the castle, he had already roughly figured out the origin of the White Armor.
Comparing the world where the Seranda Territory resided with languages translated by the chip, Green named that world the Knight World.
Within that world, the faith of the Knight God pervaded the entire realm, and beneath such a massive amount of faith, a faith deity of the Knight God was born.
Because it was a deity spawned by faith, the Knight God's divinity was exceedingly high in the early stages, completely free of any self-serving partiality that prioritized human nature, and existed as a complete observer of knightly virtues.
There existed a righteous deity located at the absolute pinnacle, and he would strictly judge evildoers, making the entire world peaceful and stable.
Then, as time flowed day by day, the old ailments of divine existence were gradually stimulated by the passage of time.
Born from faith and extremely susceptible to its interference, the Knight God's divinity gradually suffered corrosion from the human nature contained within that faith, and this