Miss Sword Case wasn't surprised. "What a pity?"
Qin Ze nodded.
Miss Sword Case suppressed the urge to fly and asked curiously, "What did the God of War say to you?"
Qin Ze scoffed, "All that ambiguous talk, like an NPC."
What is an NPC?
"It's a pre-programmed system that tells you some key, but not so-so, information; you could also call it a riddle teller."
Miss Sword Case seemed to understand, but not quite, and comforted her, "That's how gods are. They like to say only half of what they mean, leaving the other half for you to figure out yourself, so that they seem superior."
Qin Ze shrugged. "If I ever become a god, I definitely won't be a riddle solver."
Miss Sword Case: "Not necessarily~"
"Besides putting on an act, the God of War did this to some extent to guard against other gods."
"In your world's terms, this is what it means to say 'heavenly secrets cannot be revealed'."
Is this even possible?
So, all these riddle-makers are trying to "prevent screen peeping," right?
Qin Ze murmured, "He said the answer will be found in the Land of Origin."
Miss Sword Case became excited again. "Aren't we looking for the Land of Origin?"
" Good Good Good!"
We now have a common goal to strive for!
Looking at Miss Sword Case, who was immersed in excitement, Qin Ze hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't say the words "a destined encounter" from the God of War.
The special effects on Daoist Miao gradually disappeared.
He landed slowly, the red Divine Markings on his skin rising and falling with his breath.
At the same time, the divine power that had enveloped the hall finally dissipated, and the two women regained their freedom.
The Fairy grabbed Ma Yan's hand and gestured with her eyes for her not to make any rash moves.
Daoist Miao faced Qin Ze, his eyes now filled with utter unfamiliarity.
Miss Sword Case's voice rang in Qin Ze's ears. "He's going to suffer a lot."
Qin Ze didn't understand. "What do you mean?"
Miss Sword Case explained, "Even the Weakening Source of God I just used contained the remnant will of the God of War, let alone the fact that he absorbed the entire Source of God."
Qin Ze raised an eyebrow. "You mean he'll be affected by the lingering will of the God of War?"
Miss Sword Case replied confidently, "That's inevitable. Even if a god absorbs the Source of God of another god, it's still the same; it's an extremely dangerous thing."
The God of War's lingering regret also said something similar.
If the Divine Tree hadn't suddenly displayed its power, the final outcome would have been unpredictable.
Qin Ze asked, "But wasn't he the chosen one?"
Miss Sword Case replied, "The impact will be minimized, but it won't be nonexistent."
Daoist Miao raised his right hand and patted the back of his head.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just... just a little confused, it sounds like someone is talking inside."
Qin Ze breathed a sigh of relief; he had almost made a move.
"It's a side effect of inheritance; you'll get used to it gradually."
This reminded Qin Ze of the scene when he first obtained the Source of God of the Desolate God and activated it.
At that time, like Daoist Miao, he seemed to hear the voice of the Desolate God in his mind.
Furthermore, divine power is difficult to control; as the fight progresses, he will descend into Completely Insane.
This situation only disappeared after he obtained the Golden Source of God.
Looking at the red Divine Markings on Daoist Miao's body, Qin Ze, drawing on his own experience, advised him, "First, put away your divine power and shut down the Source of God."
Daoist Miao frowned deeply. "I... can't do it."
Qin Ze was puzzled.
How could it not be possible?
Shouldn't opening and closing be as simple as moving a finger?
After Fusion the Source of God, it has become part of my body.
However, the way Daoist Miao was behaving at this moment seemed to have been transplanted onto him.
"It really won't work."
The expression on Daoist Miao's face grew increasingly painful, and the Divine Markings became even more vivid.
The crisscrossing Divine Markings divided Daoist Miao's body into pieces, as if they could slice him to pieces at any moment.
Miss Sword Case hurriedly warned, "Quickly, retreat! Be careful, he might splatter you with blood!"
Qin Ze decisively took two steps back to create distance.
It's practically unbelievable.
The Source of God, which had already merged with Daoist Miao, exhibited a clear rejection reaction.
Qin Ze said in a deep voice, "You might have really been switched at birth at the Blazing Sun Pool."
Daoist Miao was about to physically split open, with blood continuously seeping out from his Divine Markings.
One second he was all majestic and imposing, the next he suddenly turned into a bloody gourd.
Qin Ze suddenly had an idea.
If Daoist Miao were to die at this point, would the Source of God become Relic?
Qin Ze assured him, "Don't worry, I'll collect your body."
Daoist Miao's features contorted in pain. "I... can't I live?"
Qin Ze spread his hands. "I can't help you."
The Fairy then walked up from behind. "He's only at Level Seven; his fragile body can't withstand a complete Divinity."
The remnant of the God of War also said that the Level Nine Daoist Miao would easily pass the trial and merge with the Source of God.
However, the Land of Faith opened unexpectedly ahead of schedule, Daoist Miao received the inheritance ahead of time.
Qin Ze said, "So now he can only wait to die?"
Finally, the topic turned to knowledge about job changes, and the Fairy immediately raised her fair chin to give a lecture.
"The faith that believers hold together must still exist here."
"Using faith as the needle and thread, his body can be temporarily stitched together, sealing off the Source of God within him."
"Give the rest to the Blazing Sun Clan; they'll have a way to prolong his life."
Having said that, the Fairy glanced triumphantly at Ma Yan beside her, "Are you still going to say I'm useless?"
But Ma Yan's attention wasn't on her; instead, he kept his eyes fixed on the Miss Sword Case beside Qin Ze, ready to kill her and steal her treasure at any moment.
Qin Ze frowned. "Rather than living a wretched life, it's better to die a quick death. At least you'll fall in the name of a god, and it will become a legendary tale within the Blazing Sun Clan."
Daoist Miao, in agony, couldn't utter a complete sentence. "To... to merely survive..."
Qin Ze patted him on the shoulder. "Brother, I understand you. I'll give you a quick death."
Daoist Miao Soundlessness cried out in his heart, "Don't make decisions for me so easily, you bastard!"
"It's good to just barely survive!"
The Fairy saw through Qin Ze's little scheme. "Even if he dies, the Source of God of War won't become a Relic. It's a complete Divinity, waiting here for the next inheritor."
Qin Ze hurriedly said anxiously, "Where is the faith? Quickly sew it up for my brother!"
The Dharma King scoffed, "Since I can't have it, I'll owe you a life-saving favor, right?"
Apart from the entrance door, there were no other exits from the hall, and it didn't seem like a place to hide anything.
The Fairy took out a staff inlaid with dark green gemstones, and with a gentle wave, a pillar of fire shot into the sky from the center of the hall.
"Here."
Qin Ze looked at the Fairy's staff; why did it look so familiar?
The Fairy urged, "Hurry up and get in."
At this point, Daoist Miao couldn't care less about anything else and staggered inside.
The Fairy, leaning on her cane with an air of nobility, said, "Faith is intangible; whatever God desires our faith to be, that's what our faith will become."
Qin Ze stared at the cane and Thousand Faces via the Local Area Network network. "I've run into you traveling with me."
Within the pillar of fire, Daoist Miao's body, which was on the verge of splitting apart, tightly reassembled itself.
However, the next second, the red Divine Markings turned black, Daoist Miao let out a heart-wrenching roar.
The Fairy frowned upon seeing this. "No, this is not the faith of the God of God of War."