Chapter 422 Breaking a Lock

In Cecil's territory, in the Church of Holy Light, Gawain brought Amber and Pitman, who had just come out of the alchemy laboratory, to Wright.

At this time, Wright had replaced his badly damaged armor and put on the priest's robe sewn with coarse cloth. Compared with the tired and gloomy appearance when he just returned to the territory, his mental state is obviously much better now. When Gawain brought people into the church, he was wiping the shelf for classics in front of the pulpit, looking calm and indifferent.

But Gawain knew that the true peace was far away from this pastor, and at this moment, he was just waiting to take over the cause of Holy Light again.

Undoubtedly, it is also part of the cause of the Holy Light to accept inspections and cooperate with research to help everyone understand the mystery of how mortals can bypass the gods to obtain the power of the Holy Light.

"It looks like you've had a good rest these days," Gawain nodded and said, looking at Wright who had regained his energy in front of him, "How do you feel now? Has your body changed in any way?"

"No, everything is fine, the Holy Light is as always," Wright said with a gentle smile, even though there was a shocking scar on his face, his smile was still reassuring and trustworthy, but then he wrinkled again Frowning, "But I don't know if it's an illusion. Recently, I always feel that there is something in the church... It's not the same as before."

"The church is not the same as before?" Gawain asked curiously, "What's the difference?"

"It always feels like someone has entered the church," Wright admitted frankly, "but there is always no one in sight."

As soon as these words came out, Gawain and Pittman subconsciously glanced at Amber who was standing beside him wandering around.

The half-elf lady suddenly woke up from a distracted state, and then shouted: "Hey, what are you looking at me?! I'm like the kind of casually sneaking into others... casually sneaking into the Church of the Holy Light Is it someone? My shadow gods choose! I have principles..."

Before Amber could finish shouting, Gawain shook his head: "I also don't think this has anything to do with you—the most valuable pieces of crystal glass in this church can't attract your attention."

Amber nodded in approval, with a look of pride instead of shame, while Pittman next to him looked up and down Wright with an interested expression: "Maybe it's a little misalignment of perception after breaking through the mental limit. It's...interesting, a little interesting..."

Then, without waiting for Wright to speak, the little old man took the initiative to ask, "I heard that you have completely given up your belief in the God of Light?"

Today, Wright has been able to face and talk about this topic very naturally, he nodded calmly: "I chose what I think is the right path - an empty idol can't uphold the justice of the Holy Light, compared to the Holy Light. God of Light, I now believe more in the morality I believe in."

Pittman nodded: "Let me see your holy light."

Wright didn't hesitate, and when he heard the words, he opened his hands, and a hazy layer of clear brilliance appeared beside him.

Gawain looked at the brilliance floating in the air, and always felt that something flashed by in the brilliance, but when he looked closely, it was just dust particles floating in the air.

Pittman didn't seem to notice this, he just carefully observed Wright's way of summoning the Holy Light at his fingertips, and asked in more detail: "You don't need to pray when you call the Holy Light? Then there is something to replace. The casting process?"

"Just calling the Holy Light to respond like this doesn't require casting, it's similar to talent casting, but with more powerful Holy Light power,

It still needs the assistance of the spell-casting ceremony - but the step of praying to the gods that must be performed when the magic is released has been omitted, and it is also necessary to use one's own mental power to guide the holy light when casting the spell. I wasn't quite used to it at first, but I'm used to it now. "

"This shows that you have a good talent for magic - the druids believe in one thing, that the so-called 'spiritual talent' of the clergy is actually a kind of magic talent," Pittman rubbed his beard. "In addition, Although you can now summon a fairly high-intensity and pure holy light, there should be very few holy light skills you can unleash, right?"

"Yes," Wright did not wonder why Pittman knew such details, but answered all the questions of the little old man very cooperatively, "Prayers to gods are the most important part of the casting process of most divine arts. , after omitting it, the remaining spellcasting prayers or spell models can hardly support a magical operation, so now I can only cast a very limited number of magical spells - although their power seems to have become stronger, but the variety It has really decreased."

"This is because you are not a mage, and you still don't know how to deduce spell models in the way of a mage, so you have a powerful holy light, but you can't make good use of it... But this is not a problem, we are in magic and magic. Many achievements have been made in the field of magic conversion, and Carmel is an expert in this field. He should be able to help you perfect those spellcasting skills... As for now, let us study how you can control the Holy Light yourself. of……"

Gawain couldn't help but ask, "Does Wright's process of controlling the Holy Light have anything in common with the Druids of the past?"

"To be honest, it's not quite the same..." Pittman frowned, "You should know that the end of the Druid faith was because of the 'fall of the white star' event, which can be said to be ironclad proof of the fall of the god of nature. Yidu witnessed the fall of the God of Nature with his own eyes. Whether they liked it or not, the Druids lost their faith at that time, or lost the goal of their faith, and after that, the natural magic also failed directly. Mastering natural magic under the pressure and limitations of the gods - Wright is different."

Speaking of this, Pittman glanced at Wright: "Even if you don't plan to believe in the God of Light, you shouldn't have seen it die in front of you, right?"

Gawain couldn't help feeling this little old man's sharp and unique language art - if it weren't for Wright in front of him, anyone who changed a Holy Light believer at random would have splattered blood five steps at this time. I really don't know how this old man is in such a skinny situation. How could he still live to be so old? Wasn't his original intention of learning Druid spells to prevent him from being beaten to death on the spot after being rude?

And Rao is that Wright has broken free from the shackles of the God of Light. He was really awkward after hearing Pittman's simple and straightforward words, and then shook his head in tears: "Of course I didn't see it... I was in my mind at the time. There are only emotions that belong to you.”

"This is the difference. When the Druid gained the ability to cast spells freely, the God of Nature was already dead, and the magic of nature had failed, and these were all confirmed facts, but now the God of Light is dead? Holy Light Magic Failed? Apparently none."

In fact, Gawain really wanted to say that the God of Light is really dead, not to mention the God of Light, the God of War is also dead, the three gods of abundance are also dead, and even the God of Death—I don’t know what happened to this last one. operating...

But unfortunately, he can only murmur in his heart. It is one thing to believe these facts or not, not to mention that he is not completely sure whether the divine seat of the God of Light is vacant now - after all, the Holy Light The prayers of believers are answered.

And he heard the meaning of the little old man from Pittman's words:

Druids have the ability to cast spells freely because the god of nature is really gone. Without the restraints of gods, druids can cast spells freely.

And Wright... He forcibly obtained the power of the Holy Light while the God of Light was alive.

"There are also many people in the Druid who specialize in the history of the fall of the white star. We have always believed that the premise that mortals can convert the power of magic into magic and use it freely is that the corresponding god falls and its binding force disappears," Pete Man looked at Wright, and the expression on his face gradually became serious, "But after seeing you, I have an idea - maybe the real breakthrough is not in God, but in mortals themselves."

"Is there another possibility?" Gawain decided to remind him sideways at this time, to prevent Pittman's inference from going into a misunderstanding, "If the God of Light is actually the same as the God of Nature, it would have already fallen. It's just that no one knows this, so every Light follower is restraining himself..."

"...Ah, this is a bold idea," Pittman looked at Gawain in surprise, but after a moment he still seriously thought about the possibility of this bold idea, "...Anyway, we don't believe in the Holy Light here. God's man, then we can boldly assume this guess, but there is still a problem - Wright still believes in the existence of the God of Light when he breaks through the shackles of belief?"

"Yes," Wright replied with a serious expression, "Even now, I feel that the God of Light exists, even if I no longer believe in it."

"Anyway, our inferences are heading in one direction - the so-called limitations of divine magic seem to exist only in our own hearts?" Pittman raised his eyelids, his expression a little confused, "Could it be that as long as a certain believer believes in If he is not restricted by the gods, he is really not restricted and can use the power of the corresponding divine arts by himself?"

"It's impossible," Amber shook his head in disbelief, "If it were really that simple, there should be a few priests in the world who set themselves free for so many years. Someone succeeded in converting magic into magic sooner rather than later? I still remember that there was a Holy Light priest who tried to use a magic circle to control the Holy Light, didn't he fail in the end..."

"Perhaps the degree of 'self-affirmation' is not enough? Maybe the mind has not been completely freed from the influence of belief?" Pittman said his guess, and finally looked at Wright, "Do you remember when you broke through the limitations of belief and obtained the Holy Light? Feelings and thoughts? Well...I know this memory may not be very good for you, but it's really important for our research."

"It doesn't matter, I understand," Wright smiled gently, then frowned slightly, recalling the moment that changed everything, and after a long time, he broke the silence, "I remember that I only had one very strong thought... If God If you can't believe it, I believe in myself."

"If God is not credible, you believe in yourself?" Gawain repeated this sentence, "Just because of this idea?"

"It was just this thought, and it was the only thought I had at the time," Wright said. "I was blank, and it was just this thought that exploded, and then, driven by this thought, I completely abandoned all dependence on God. And hope, at a certain moment... a very short moment, I felt as if I had broken something, it was like a lock, and then when I reacted, I had regained the Holy Light."

Pittman stroked his beard again: "Did you break a lock..."

(I recommend a book, "Pentahedron", through rebirth (?), it is still a seedling, I mainly want to observe whether it will die from milk...)