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Chapter 190 No regrets in this life
Although the Heart of Nature didn't allow herself to be promoted to the fifth level or even the sixth level as Qingsha imagined, she was extremely satisfied with the newly controlled ability.

And when she gained the ability, she also understood what the heart of nature was.

a godhead.

That's right, it is the godhead of the gods, but this godhead somehow has the corresponding laws but no corresponding power.

If you want to use the laws of the godhead, you need divine power or faith.

Qingsha is just a fourth-order creature, which definitely has no divine power, so she can only think of a way towards faith.

But fortunately, she had the experience of statues of gods on Shanhaixing before, so she was not particularly unfamiliar with this aspect, but after getting acquainted with it a little, she mastered the trick of detecting her own followers.

With a thought, thousands of silk threads appeared.

These threads are thick and thin.

The thick ones are as thick as a strand of hair, and the thin ones are as thick as a strand of hair in about 1000 strands.

Qingsha was thoughtful, the thickness of these silk threads was probably the degree of devotion of the believers to themselves.

She found the thickest one, and her consciousness stretched over in an instant.

In just a moment, she saw a picture.

Anduin, who was dressed in a white monk's uniform, was holding a shovel at this time, digging the soil under his feet with a look of fanaticism, and at the same time, he was still muttering like a demon.

"Another heathen will be the nourishment of our Lord"

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Seeing the black line on Qingsha's forehead in this scene, she quickly withdrew from Anduin's faith connection and turned to another one that was thinner than Anduin's.

In this picture, is a naked man.

At this time, he was in the basement of the manor where Qingsha was before.

He was not the only one in the basement, there were more than a dozen middle-aged men and women who were equally naked but tightly bound with ropes.

Some of these men and women's faces are full of horror, while some are already numb.

There are countless scars on their bodies, like veterans who have experienced hundreds of wars.

The only believer who didn't have a rope on his body, that is, the light gauze, was holding a bucket in one hand and a short knife in the other with a fanatical expression on his face.

The short knife kept sliding on the bound men and women, and wounds that only hurt the skin appeared in an instant.

And the blood from these wounds all flowed into the bucket under his guidance.

When the bucket was full, he waved his hand, and an incomparably soft green light appeared, covering the wounds of this group of people, causing them to start to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, the wound healing is not perfect, and there will still be an inconspicuous scar on the skin.

After all this was done, the man didn't care about the captives anymore, but walked straight out of the basement with a bucket full of blood and came to the garden in the manor.

"I poured out the angels with the blood of sinners."

Seeing that Qingsha directly cuts off the picture here, she feels her head is getting bigger, she has not changed too much, no matter how she believes in herself, everyone has become like this.

Although those people are all corrupt nobles who would not regret dying a dozen times, what is going on with this evil wind? ?
Qingsha was very speechless, she jumped over her subordinates in the manor, and looked at the thousands of strange breaths that suddenly appeared.

If you guessed right, these are the consciousness of the heart that believed in the nature before.

Consciousness invested, as she thought, these were the beliefs of those elves.

But what puzzled her was that the depth of belief of these elves was not as deep as that of her own human subordinates.

If I describe it, my subordinates are basically devout believers, while the elves are shallow believers.

She had been listening to Illya talking about the mother god before, thinking how strong her faith would be.

Shaking her head, she directly picked out the most pious thread of faith among the elves, and extended her consciousness to the past.

In an instant, the scene of the twelfth floor of the Eternal Tower appeared before her eyes.

An elf with withered hair bowed down.

Qingsha frowned, stretched out her hand and pulled the silk thread of her faith, and instantly saw the scene not long ago, and she suddenly understood.

After thinking about it, she didn't open her mouth to respond to Norman's prayer, and then chose to return to consciousness, ready to check other abilities before making plans.

After returning to consciousness, she instantly felt some kind of power entering her body, and after thinking about it, she realized that this was faith.

"The value of belief is digitized."

Thinking silently in her heart, a virtual panel appeared in her field of vision in an instant.

Although she can't use most of the power of the heart of nature, it's still very easy to just change the perception of form.

Faith: 103
These are what she just obtained, and because she didn't have the ability to keep her faith before, even if she had it every day, she couldn't accumulate it.

"So this is asking me to start all over again?" Qingsha felt a little pity that she should have accumulated a lot of beliefs in her previous consciousness, but she couldn't inherit it.

After exploring the power of faith, Qingsha also found that many functions of the heart of nature require the support of a lot of power of faith.

For example, granting skills and strength to believers, or descending to the avatar of the godhead, all require a lot of faith as consumption.

"Seems to Develop Believers"

Qingsha thought for a while, then refocused her gaze on the silk threads representing elves.

The race directly under the Force of Nature is the elves. Compared with other races, they have a large bonus in terms of the number of beliefs produced, or the use of beliefs to improve them through the heart of nature.

Without hesitation, Qingsha directly put her consciousness into the statue on the twelfth floor of the Eternal Tower, which originally belonged to the God of the original World Tree.

She plans to improve the quality of believers in this tower first, and then consider racial expansion.

Under Qingsha's consciousness input, the god statue that originally exuded a soft emerald green light burst suddenly.

The emerald green light slowly disappeared, replaced by a deep dark green, and there seemed to be a faint scarlet in this dark green.

Except for Ai Luo, all the people present were above the fourth rank, and they noticed the moment the statue changed.

And Norman, who had been bowing his head in worship, raised his head at this moment, looking excitedly at the statue with a veiled consciousness.

Under everyone's gaze, the idol slowly opened its eyes.

"The mother god is above!"

"Great world tree, lord of nature, mother goddess of elves, welcome your return."

Seeing this, the elves immediately called out to pray.

When Qingsha heard the words, a smile she thought was very gentle appeared on her face, but she didn't speak.

God, keep it secret, she knows.

Well, I was actually afraid of revealing my secrets.

But even if Qingsha didn't open her mouth, the kneeling elves felt unspeakably excited when they saw her smile. Among them, Norman was even more exaggerated, and burst into tears.

Their god really came back, and even smiled at them. Throughout the history of elves, there are very few who can get such an honor.

With just a smile, Norman felt that he had no regrets in this life.

(End of this chapter)