The pyramid of faith, made up of the highest level of Order Law in the Primitive Wilderness, towered over Darren. Its scale was astonishing.
Darren thought that in this world, only the stronger version of the Rule Soul Avatar could create such a massive thing. Of course, there was an exception: the chief gods.
Darren's mind raced. Suddenly, he realized that a huge amount of Power of Belief was being transmitted to the pyramid through the iron chains.
"Eh?" he muttered.
An idea suddenly came to Darren. His eyes lit up with excitement.
'Could I intercept the Power of Belief?' he thought.
As a Defiant Master, Darren was equal to the chief gods in name. He had the qualifications to absorb the Power of Belief on his own.
Given this steady stream of energy, what would happen if Darren destroyed one of the links and channeled the Power of Belief into his own body?
The two Bloodsucker Princes were the strongest among all the believers that Darren now had. But even they were only the equivalent of warriors at the upper-level of the Deputy God Realm.
In the abyss, the creatures enslaved by the projection of the chief god were far stronger than the two Bloodsucker Princes. And countless numbers of these creatures were here.
The more Darren thought about it, the more his excitement grew. For a moment, he forgot all about the mangy hen and the belief crystal. All his attention was focused on devising a way to obtain the Power of Belief.
If he succeeded, the black god's power that was transmitted out from the dark void in his mind would increase by leaps and bounds.
Darren still didn't completely understand the black god's power. He only knew that there was still plenty of room for improvement.
He approached one huge black iron chain carefully.
Stretching out a hand, he laid his palm on a link of the chain.
Immediately, there was a buzzing sound.
It echoed through the dark space. Darren kept his hand on the chain. After several seconds, the chain started to shake, sending tremors along all the other chains on the pyramid.
The buzzing grew louder and louder, filling the dark space completely.
Darren was stunned by the force of the sound waves. He felt as though waves of energy were crashing into his body, pummeling him constantly.
"No," he gasped. His face was pale. He felt as though his body was about to explode.
He forced himself to stay still and try to control the trembling of his body. Every molecule of his body shook as he fought to adapt to the vigorous reverberations. He was on the verge of collapsing when he finally managed to merge the sound waves harmoniously with his body. Instantly, the heavy pressure that threatened to tear his body apart was lifted.
He breathed heavily, feeling a rising sense of fear. He had almost died just by touching the iron chain.
"Don't even think about it. That thing is not something you should touch," said a cold voice. Darren glanced around him, but couldn't identify the source of the voice.
It seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. Darren spread out his god's sense, but he couldn't find anything. His heartbeat speeded up, and he felt trickles of cold sweat down his neck. He felt tense and uncertain.
The iron chains clattered against each other.
The noise rushed into Darren's ears, and he braced himself. However, this time, the sound did not cause him any pain.
His god's sense remained alert, and gradually, he began to distinguish the blurred edges of a figure.
'What is it?' he thought. He felt a moment of astonishment, wondering if the projection of the chief god had sensed him. But on second thought, Darren decided that it was impossible. The aura of the chief god's projection was different from that of the one he had just sensed.
Moreover, if the chief god's projection had truly found him, he would have attacked Darren immediately. There was no doubt he'd have tried to kill Darren without hesitation. There was no need to talk to him.
The iron chains continued to clatter against each other.
The rattling of the chains was moving closer and closer to Darren. He could sense the figure becoming clearer.
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