As the breeding speed of the parasitic bats accelerated, more and more people in the settlent chose to participate in the Blood Warrior fusion experints, all vying for a chance at a promising future, hoping to beco Superpower Users who could control blood.
This accelerated the progress of the entire experint, and more and more powerful Blood Warriors erged, becoming the main combat force of the settlent instead.
Although there was a fairly high failure rate, volunteers still flocked to sign up eagerly.
With the advancent of experintal technology and the increasing stabilization of the Parasitic Bat Eggs, the success rate also reached about forty percent.
Out of ten people, roughly four would succeed.
Even so, it didn’t dampen people’s enthusiasm. After all, once successful, they could possess superpowers. Although it was a unified enhancent of the flesh, speed enhancent, and blood evolution, for ordinary people, it was still an option to ascend in a single bound.
After all, only a small fraction of one percent of people could awaken superpowers by consuming Zombie Crystal Cores, but fusing with Parasitic Bat Eggs had a 4/10 chance to make one a Blood Warrior.
Moreover, according to so, even if the success rate wasn’t high, why couldn’t they be one of the successful ones?
Because these Bloodline Superpower Users wore red battle armor for extended periods, people habitually referred to them as "Blood Guards" or "Blood Warriors"!
Two rows of elite Blood Warriors stood on both sides, vigilantly maintaining order. Under the watchful eyes of so many Superpower Users, the ordinary people entering the temple for worship beca quite cautious.
Walking into the temple, many people finally breathed a sigh of relief as the gazes behind them disappeared.
"Fellow believers, welco to the Temple of the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect, which enshrines the great Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect."
"According to legend, in the Land of Reincarnation, there are five great mountains suppressing the reincarnation of all things. Tai Mountain, being the head of the Five Mountains, naturally governs the Two Realms of Yin and Yang, life and death reincarnation..."
The visibly enthusiastic middle-aged man was a temple priest specially selected by Zheng Yi for his potential as a reputable propagandist, soone who could even make the dead seem alive with his words.
With the Power of Belief just starting to take root, Zheng Yi needed him to plant the seeds of belief in the hearts of everyone in the settlent.
As for what ca afterward, that would have to wait for the seeds to take root and sprout.
Watching the enthusiastic work of the temple priest, who tried to persuade everyone he t, Zheng Yi nodded with satisfaction from behind the scenes.
Seeing the passionate hosting by the temple priest, he was very pleased.
This man was a con artist, previously relying on his words to make a living. After being secretly summoned by Zheng Yi, he imdiately recognized the opportunity, eager to cling to this unprecedentedly large opportunity, working diligently.
Zheng Yi promised him that if he perford well and more people believed in the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect, he would undoubtedly enjoy wealth and glory, and perhaps even ascend in status to gain real Extraordinary Power.
Once dressed, this charlatan truly seed like a so-called master, fully embodying the role of a religious charlatan.
In fact, the deity enshrined in the temple bore Zheng Yi’s original mark, and even resembled him in appearance by seventy to eighty percent.
However, he was always shrouded in a Black Robe, and externally used Enchanting Skills, so very few in the settlent had actually seen his true appearance.
He modeled a statue based on himself, naming it ’Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect.’
This was also the site of his first experint.
"Alright! As the first batch of believers, I can tell you a secret!"
The con man completely imrsed himself in his role as the temple priest, believing in his own deception first.
This is the ultimate level of deception.
Seeing the emotions of the believers fully stirred, as if witnessing countless believers cheering below, the long-lost feeling returned, making him even more enthusiastic.
Gazing at the eager eyes below, he finally spoke slowly.
"That is, as long as you beco loyal believers of the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect, the great Lord will grant you the courage and qualification to survive in the Doomsday, to rise above others, and possess mighty superpowers."
As he spoke, the middle-aged priest waved his right hand, and a phantom appeared beside him.
Everyone looked intently and found it was a warrior shrouded in black armor, covered in thick black armor, holding a spear. Just standing there emitted a chill that touched everyone’s soul.
For a mont, everyone couldn’t help but whisper among themselves, quietly discussing while looking at the Ghost Soldier.
"Exactly!"
After everyone digested the news, the middle-aged temple priest softly said, "This Guardian Divine General is a Superpower gifted to by the great Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect, allowing to Control Ghosts."
Boom!
Suddenly, the crowd burst into excitent, yet dared not discuss openly, opting to talk in hushed tones, faces filled with envy and eyes brimming with hope.
"Alright, let’s follow in worshiping the great Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect!"
"As long as your belief is strong enough, if your faith is devout enough, you too can obtain the blessings of this mighty Divine Spirit..."
"If the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect does not respond to your belief, then you must look within yourselves for the reason. Surely your faith isn’t devout enough..."
The atmosphere reached a climax; the middle-aged temple priest had already shifted roles, genuinely believing himself to be the most faithful believer of the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect, willing to die for the Divine Spirit. Hence, spreading the faith, leading more suffering people to believe, seed only natural.
In the massive temple, all the believers bustled, each one bowing and kneeling toward the divine statue.
"It’s best to leave professional things to professionals!"
Continuously observing from behind the scenes, Zheng Yi allowed a faint smile to appear on his face.
Using Ghost Control Superpower to attract believers is indeed a very effective thod, for in the Doomsday, nothing captures people’s attention more than superpowers.
This is also why, despite a sixty percent mortality rate for Blood Warriors, countless people risk their lives, rushing to join.
In such chaotic tis, those who control their own power are the ones envied by all.
Many do not fear death; what they fear is endless despair.
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