Chapter 917
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Chapter 917 Merlin’s Gift
“I cannot see through its destiny.” Merlin gazed at the gap for a long time and sighed, “This entity blocking the Red Moon’s invasion of the Yata Mirror has far exceeded the scope of what I can perceive… Well, let’s make haste.”
He turned around and looked at Lin Qiye with a solemn gaze.
“Are you ready?”
“Ready for what?” Lin Qiye asked, confused.
“Ready to receive the baptism of faith.” Merlin smiled slightly, pointing to the stars twinkling in the black dome, “A divine realm’s worth of faith power accumulated over fifty years – that is my gift to you.”
Lin Qiye looked up at the flowing aurora river and the brilliant stars above, unable to control his gaping mouth…
“This, this…”
Lin Qiye was completely stunned.
It’s worth noting that what hung above their heads was the faith accumulated by the gods of Takamagahara over half a century! It was the faith offered through daily prayers by millions of people within the “Human Circle”!
Although compared to those truly ancient and massive realms, this faith might not be as terrifying, it was still an entire nation’s foundation. Most importantly, this vast amount of faith wasn’t being used by a complete divine realm with its numerous deities…
But by one person.
“But… I haven’t become a god yet.”
Lin Qiye clearly remembered Merlin saying that only deities with divine authority could amplify themselves through faith power. He was just a human at the “Boundless” realm, so even with such terrifying faith, he shouldn’t be able to use it.
“Don’t worry, you’re not meant to use it now.” Merlin smiled and spoke, “I’ll use a forbidden spell to seal all this faith within your body, like a treasury. When you ascend to divinity, you can use it freely…
At that time, with the support of such a faith treasury, even as a newly ascended deity, you will possess terrifyingly powerful strength!”
Merlin looked into Lin Qiye’s eyes and patted his shoulder:
“What Nyx left you was a path to godhood; what I’m leaving you is a brilliant future after becoming a god…
Lord Seven Night, do you like this gift?”
Lin Qiye remained stunned for a while before coming back to his senses, looking at Merlin with complex emotions.
He nodded heavily,
“I like it… thank you, Uncle Merlin.”
This was the first time Lin Qiye called him “Uncle Merlin” instead of “Lord Merlin.”
This also meant that Merlin’s position in Lin Qiye’s heart had surpassed that of a normal patient relationship or friendship, becoming like Nyx – a respected and cherished family member.
He was expressing his gratitude from the position of a junior.
Hearing this form of address, Merlin was slightly startled, and his smile grew even warmer.
“Although this faith will be sealed within the forbidden spell, it will still flow into your body. This will be a baptism for your physical form and will bring great benefits… However, the process might be difficult to endure, you must remain conscious throughout.” Merlin earnestly instructed.
“Alright.” Lin Qiye nodded, “What should I do?”
“Just sit down, the rest… leave it to me.”
Merlin slowly raised his magic staff, and a gust of wind howled forth from the void, making his deep blue magical robe flutter violently. Star trails crossed through his eyes in mysterious trajectories, and strands of his hair floated up on their own.
In the howling wind, he pressed down on his hood with one hand and forcefully struck the ground with his staff in his right hand!
Dong–!!
Waves of magical light surged out layer by layer, almost blowing away the distant Jialan. Dense magical lines spread from the base of the staff, as if coming alive, rapidly sketching out a dazzling magic array.
The magical tide instantly swept through the entire divine temple!
“[Darkside Devouring].”
In the terrifying magical fluctuations, Merlin opened his lips and slowly chanted obscure syllables with rhythm. As his voice rang out, black and ferocious tentacles grew from the magic array, reaching toward the twinkling stars in the dome.
Meanwhile, beneath the seated Lin Qiye, a pure white ring gradually opened, enveloping him entirely.
The black tentacles danced wildly among the stars, gradually wrapping around the surface of each star. The terrifying faith power flowed through the tentacles into the magic array, causing the array’s lines to emit blinding light, like light bulbs about to overload.
Then, the flowing light in the magic array all poured into the white ring beneath Lin Qiye, transforming into white threads that penetrated his body.
Lin Qiye groaned, his eyes tightly shut.
He felt a surging and scorching tide rampaging inside his body. As the faith power frantically poured in, his body swelled up like a balloon.
At this moment, Merlin raised his magic staff and struck again!
Dong–!!
A dazzling golden magic array quickly spread out – this was the second forbidden spell Merlin activated.
“[Sacred Light Prelude: Caged Bird]”
Nine consecutive brilliant golden light spears condensed in the center of the magic array, spinning rapidly in the air, transforming into the afterimage of a birdcage that instantly broke through space and crashed into Lin Qiye’s chest!
The tide-like faith power flowed through Lin Qiye’s body, and under some mysterious force’s guidance, simultaneously rushed toward the golden birdcage in his heart. No matter how vast the total amount of faith power was, after entering that small birdcage, it would shrink to dust-like particles and float gently.
Lin Qiye’s eyes remained tightly shut, his brow full of pain, but his form didn’t waver at all.
Time passed minute by minute, second by second. Under the black tentacles’ entanglement, the stars in the sky dimmed one by one, and the aurora river woven across the sky gradually dried up, finally vanishing into nothingness.
The faith power that Takamagahara had accumulated for over fifty years was visibly draining away.
After the last strand of faith power flowed into the golden birdcage, the scattered dust within the cage gathered together, transforming into a thumb-sized golden caged bird, silently flying within the cage, repeatedly striking against the cage walls but unable to shake them even slightly.
A burning birdcage mark emerged from Lin Qiye’s chest, becoming a golden imprint.
Lin Qiye’s swollen body finally returned to normal, and the pain dissipated like the tide. His barely supported consciousness suddenly relaxed, and he felt an unprecedented fatigue rush into his mind, causing him to faint directly.
Jialan, who had been waiting at the entrance, quickly rushed forward and steadily supported his body, gently laying him down on the ground.
