On the Seven Towers

"Your soul is becoming more and more unstable now." He Jin said calmly, but the little man who appeared on the crystal, with his hands folded in front of his chest and tilted his head, showed a look of disdain, "Your consciousness has been corroded by the external emotions in the power of faith. Look at yourself, greedy, angry, irritable, not like a god at all, is this what you expect to become a god? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"I, I don't, I can suppress those powers! You have hurt me once, and you want to hurt me again! I want you to die!" Zenovia roared, as if He Jin's words deeply pierced his pain, and the human figure composed of red mist twisted violently. Because of this anger, it seems that more and more new energy is injected into the red mist. That kind of power is like a flame, and the whole red human figure burns like a torch.

This power is stronger than the power of faith, pure and violent. After the red mist is injected with it, it becomes more flamboyant and wild. For a time, the golden chains that lock it were tightly stretched, and it seemed that they could break at any time.

The magic runes on the ground were also flashing wildly, as if at this moment, the divine power output by Zenovia had exceeded the limit of the magic circle's absorption.

"This power is..., his forging divine power. It finally broke out in full." Xiao Chen felt the nature of that divine power, and he asked Mei Tiantian: "Can our magic circle hold up?"

"For now, it can, but if the divine power he releases increases a little more, I'm not sure." Mei Tiantian said.

"As a tower spirit, Zenovia is already connected to the Forging Tower. We can't completely destroy him, but we must help him restore his nature." He Jin said: "Wait a little longer, the more divine power he releases, the better. To restore his nature, we must eliminate the power of faith and divine power in him. The more we consume now, the less energy we need to purify the Forging Tower!"

"Damn the formation! Let me out!" Zenovia's body in the center of the magic circle became larger and clearer, and the pressure he caused to the people around him became more and more obvious.

Although the red fog formed the image of a dwarf, it was already nearly three stories high. The figure grabbed a golden chain and pulled it in two with a sudden force. He roared and grabbed another chain. It seemed that he could completely get rid of the shackles of the magic circle if he struggled a few more times.

"When the time comes, I will activate the power of the Spirit Tower itself to fix his soul." He Jin said. As he spoke, the crystal of the Spirit Tower had become as bright as the sun. It suddenly emitted a bright light, shining directly on a certain position on the chest of the red mist figure.

The figure that was originally breaking out of the formation stopped there at that moment, and Zenovia's shouting voice also stopped immediately.

"Attack. Attack the red mist with your greatest strength." He Jin's voice trembled a little when he spoke. The attack just now took him a lot of effort.

Xiao Chen issued an attack order, and the guns and magic in the valley were all directed at the red figure.

Zenovia's red body was now as solid as a substance, so the bullets would be embedded in its body, and the shells and magic would explode directly on him. The false god who was first introduced into the formation and then had his soul pinned by He Jin was completely different from the last battle, and was completely in a passive position.

In those attacks, the physical effects of bullets and shells themselves had no effect on the red body, but the power of faith and the magic-breaking effect contained in them actually reduced the power of faith and divine power in Zenovia. The red body disappeared little by little in the explosion. The red mist itself had a repair function. Although the part that was blown up would be replenished soon each time, the total amount became smaller and smaller.

Slowly, it changed from a three-story building to a two-story building, and from a two-story building to not much bigger than an ordinary person.

When it became too small, the pneumatic cannon stopped first. The too close distance made it impossible for the artillery to hit a too small target.

Then it began to become loose and illusory, so that the bullets would pass through it and the effect would no longer be obvious.

The magicians became the main force at this time. Mei Tiantian, Xiao Chen and Luo Ling manipulated the power of faith in the golden crystal ball like manipulating magic, and fought a war of attrition with the opponent, while other magicians released magic such as dispelling rays. These spells slowly and firmly consumed the power of Zenovia.

Xiao Chen sighed in his heart. The current situation was completely different from the first time they met Zenovia in the temple. At that time, they paid a great price to barely defeat the false god. Many of Luo Ling's spirit servants died completely in that battle. But in today's battle, with the help of the Spirit Tower, the false god was basically unable to fight back.

About twenty minutes later, the red mist was almost completely eliminated, and the beam emitted by the Spirit Tower also slowly descended from the original position of the false god's chest, and finally fell on the crystal of the Forging Tower.

Seeing that there was no more red mist coming out of the crystal, He Jin ended the attack of the Spirit Tower.

The red and blue crystals of the Forging Tower were much darker than before, and it seemed that even the floating power was lost. It fell in the middle of the magic circle and did not move, as if it was dead.

After the Spirit Tower launched such an attack, the light on the crystal also dimmed a lot. The Spirit Tower crystal flew up from Xiao Chen's side and flew to the sky above the crystal of the Forging Tower in the formation. The image of He Jin stood on the crystal, lowered his head and shouted: "Zenovia, I know you are still there, don't hide, come out."

After he called out twice, a little man appeared on the crystal of the Forge Tower. It was a miniature version of Zenovia. There was still a little red mist in his figure, but it was very light.

"I didn't expect that you would crack the secret of the power of faith in just a few days." Zenovia looked up and said angrily: "My power of faith and my own divine power are almost gone. What else do you want? Have you ever thought that maybe we can use this to fight against the God of Nature?"

"No. We need a thorough and effective plan, not a bomb that may explode in our hands at any time." He Jin said.

"It's useless. You didn't do this in dozens of other worlds." Xiao Chen said.

"What are you talking about?"

"I will tell you the stories that happened in other parallel worlds in the future. In those worlds, you didn't stand up against the God of Nature. According to my guess, until the God of Nature came to this world. You should have been hiding in this small world and intoxicated by other people's faith in you." Xiao Chen said.

He Jin said: "Okay, enough has been said, now it's time to purify the Forging Tower."