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Chapter 908: 748: The Faith of the God of Light

Chapter 908: Chapter 748: The Faith of the God of Light

Gods do truly exist.

Countless Script Worlds have been known to possess native gods. Some can even be extracted into the scripts as hollow-character roles, while others remain as nothing more than ethereal projections.

Regardless of the form, the concept of “god” undeniably exists within the world.

However, for certain script players—those audacious enough to challenge heaven and earth—the so-called gods are merely beings endowed with somewhat stronger power.

As long as their own strength catches up.

They’re even bold enough to challenge the gods one-on-one!

Yet, there is one situation that warrants more caution.

For even gods have their own hierarchy.

Take, for instance, those who ascended to a Divine Position purely by virtue of overwhelming power—they are destined to be surpassed by others with even greater strength.

Such positions are nothing more than contests of raw strength.

Apart from these, there is another kind of god.

One who rises to the Divine Position through the Power of Faith.

Unlike straightforward power contests, this kind of god may be so weak that they could be struck down by a passing car, yet the mysterious Power of Faith allows them to persist—deathless, unstoppable.

As long as even a sliver of faith remains.

They will continue to exist eternally.

Even if their believers vanish, even if their form disappears from the river of time for billions of years, so long as a single being stumbles upon records about them and develops even a fleeting faith…

They can be reborn.

This distinction.

Is why players often refer to the former as “Pseudo-Gods” or “Demigods,” and the latter as “True Gods.”

Encountering a Pseudo-God, powerful players might challenge them one-on-one as Shikigami.

But if faced with a True God…

——”Just you wait! When my companions get here, then we’ll take you on together!”

…

…

The God of Light is a pure deity of faith.

Such mysterious faith-driven power can grow strong enough to shatter Subspace barriers and project its will into entirely different worlds.

While these projections generally cannot interfere with Script Space,

some projections are overwhelmingly powerful.

Such as the god worshiped by a certain Star Conference.

The will of that god likely permeates innumerable worlds and countless dimensions.

Zuo Fang once accidentally locked gazes with those green eyes—and nearly drowned in an ocean of knowledge. Luckily, his strong-willed aversion to learning saved him.

It was after that incident that his present mentor discovered and recruited him, forcibly bringing him under their tutelage.

Zuo Fang: “Sigh, what can I say? Some of us are just immensely talented.”

Precisely because he understands the peculiar nature of faith-driven gods, Zuo Fang feels worried that Xu Shuo might have been targeted by a projection of the God of Light.

If this God of Light proves uncooperative…

In the ensuing conflict, the players’ bodies might remain unscathed, but their minds would likely bear considerable damage.

At best, they’d succumb to obsessive devotion toward the god; at worst, they’d end up as brain-dead husks.

With such thoughts swirling.

Zuo Fang gazes at Xu Shuo, still lying in bed.

A sense of pity wells up inside him: “Brother, rest easy as you go! Should you truly end up brain-dead, I’ll make sure we carry you out of the script alive and find you the best mental health care, keeping you in that state for eternity!”

As he silently mocks in his heart, he suddenly locks eyes with a pair of golden irises.

Zuo Fang hastily shuts his own eyes!

Shit!

How did he wake up all of a sudden?!

Could he have heard me roasting him just now?

“Papal Lord!”

“Papal Lord, you’re awake!”

“Papal Lord, how are you feeling?”

Several Supervisory Bishops crowd the bedside, their expressions eager as they peer at the figure on the bed with a mix of concern and restrained hope.

The Papal Lord had just been immersed in the divine blessings of the God of Light’s faith.

Did he receive some sort of divine revelation?

Xu Shuo slightly lowers his gaze, concealing the radiant remnants of light in his eyes. After scanning the room, his attention finally lands on the feigned-serious Zuo Fang.

“Everyone else, leave. The Chief stays.”

Xu Shuo says as he sits up.

One of the Supervisory Bishops can’t help but interject: “Papal Lord…”

But with a light glance from Xu Shuo, he swallows his words, murmurs a promise to return later, and retreats alongside the others.

Once the room is emptied.

Zuo Fang immediately relaxes his previously stiff posture.

He curiously asks: “That group from the Priesthood just said you were receiving the God of Light’s blessings. What’s that all about?”

Xu Shuo wearily rubs his temples: “It’s just that my consciousness was connected to the faith-bearing vessel in the City of Light. Because they’re lower-tier Apostles of Faith and don’t understand the nuances, it seemed to them as though I was directly communing with the God of Light.”

Zuo Fang thinks for a moment after hearing this.

It doesn’t quite make sense to him.

But he roughly concludes that Xu Shuo hadn’t actually encountered the God of Light?

“Wait. Didn’t you fall into a similar state previously? Why didn’t they say the same thing back then?” Zuo Fang suddenly asks.

“Probably because, back then…”

Xu Shuo cryptically responds: “I wasn’t injured.”

Although the physical injuries were borne by the Character Card, the players’ spiritual power remains intertwined with the assigned roles.

Previously, during his clash with Wald XVIII, he had not only needed to heal his wounds but also expended energy suppressing Wald XVIII’s spiritual power to ensure it couldn’t break free.

This process consumed a tremendous amount of spiritual power.

After the Character Card was deactivated.

The spiritual exhaustion transferred back to the Pope of Light’s character profile.

Thus, sensing his depleted state, the Power of Faith erupted like a breached dam, rushing eagerly into the dried and barren soil, completely unbridled.

That ravenous surge of power.

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