Chapter 140: Chapter 135: The Subtle Uses of Red Dust Qi

After a moment of silence, Jeming abruptly changed the subject:

“Speaking of which, where is David?”

Jeming’s gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Kaelen and Anya. He remembered hearing information about “Kaiden” earlier.

“That country warrior… is it him?”

Seraphina furrowed her brows slightly and gently shook her head: “To be honest, I’m not too sure, but what I can confirm is that guy David is definitely not dead.”

“Oh?”

Upon hearing her say this, the other three quietly moved a little closer, perking up their ears to listen carefully.

Seraphina brushed her hair: “David, that guy’s main focus was on Alchemy, with a secondary focus on Puppetry. Plus, his mentor is the foremost Human Body Refining Alchemist of the entire Nolun Workshop. Even I don’t know how many spare bodies that guy really has.”

“Then it seems that Kaiden is indeed not David, but judging by his actions, he should also be a Wizard.”

Jeming felt a slight sense of regret; it appears David’s situation remains a mystery.

However, the most important thing now is to quickly activate the Array.

Soon they turned into a long-abandoned section of the underground sewer network.

Jeming took the lead, with the Eye of Scouting under his cloak operating at full capacity, guarding against potential enemies.

“Just ahead,” Reks’s voice came from behind, carrying a rare hint of excitement.

He shed his scholarly demeanor, now with a glint of calculation in his eyes, his fingertips sketching the ephemeral Rune trajectories in the air as he guided the way forward.

Based on the location of the Array, they were now delving into the underground area of the Royal Capital’s cathedral.

This place was the core of converging Faith Power in the entire Royal City, where countless underground pipes and ancient earth veins intertwined, forming a natural energy convergence point that could definitely be called a hub of faith.

The three large Arrays that Jeming had previously revised and optimized were centered here, radiating throughout the entire Royal Capital.

The further they went, the more apparent the energy fluctuations became, and upon nearing the core of the Array, the damp air even carried a noticeable Power of Faith that the Wizards could easily sense.

“Such an exaggeration in concentration, this place must be the area with the densest Power of Faith apart from the Divine Kingdom on this entire plane,” Kaelen adjusted the lenses in front of his eyes and commented as he looked at the information displayed on them.

Soon, they reached the end of the sewer network.

By calculation, just going forward another 20 meters would bring them to their ultimate objective—the core pointed to by the three Arrays collectively.

“No choice, let’s dig,” Jeming shrugged, stepping forward to begin excavation using Alchemy.

“Forget it, we’ll dig forward, you set up the final nodes of the Array,” Kaelen patted Jeming’s shoulder, pulling him back into the rear.

Jeming didn’t insist, nodding silently and began setting up the Runes under Seraphina’s protection.

Soon, they laid out Runes and dug all the way to the core area.

“The Array is in place, and the energy directionality fully matches expectations,” Reks stepped forward, his fingertips lightly touching the central Rune hub on the altar, a hint of admiration in his eyes, “Jeming, your optimization of the Runes is truly astonishing. It greatly enhances energy compatibility and transmission efficiency.”

Jeming chuckled softly without saying much.

“Let’s begin,” Seraphina’s voice was gentle, yet carried a hint of hidden excitement.

She looked at Jeming, eyes gleaming with the characteristic fervor of a Wizard: “Thanks to you, we can finally go a little crazy.”

Without additional words, the five each moved to the five positions of the core Rune Array.

“Activate!” With a soft exclamation from Jeming, the light at his fingertips merged into the altar, and the Runes of the three core Arrays suddenly burst into dazzling light, flowing like living creatures on the ground and walls!

The entire underground space was illuminated by the glow, emitting a low hum, while the continuous stream of Power of Faith also changed its flow, converging towards the core Array.

In the next moment, the five Wizards simultaneously extended their hands, injecting their respective prepared pollution medium into the center of the Array!

Jeming took a deep breath, letting his consciousness sink into his inner space, where he looked at the abundant Red Dust Qi, unconsciously showing a smile.

This is the medium he prepared to pollute the Divine Spirits, the source of Jeming’s confidence in being able to influence the Divine Spirits.

Although acquiring Red Dust Qi is quite simple, it’s not something low-grade at all.

If one’s willpower is insufficient, or if suddenly exposed to a large enough quantity, even an Immortal could get lost within.

Of course, with the Red Dust Qi he collected in a short time, it was certainly impossible to achieve that level.

But given the unique properties of Red Dust Qi itself, it can be said that this stuff naturally has a potent effect against beings like the Gods of Faith.

Taking a deep breath, Jeming carefully used a Spell, invoking the vast and intricate Red Dust Qi in his inner space.

It was a tangled emotion of fear, anger, greed, and piety generated by millions of people under the frenzy of war.

This aura, like an invisible torrent, was guided by him, surging towards the core of the array.

The originally intangible Red Dust Qi blended into the sacred light emitted by the array as soon as it touched the Power of Faith converged at the core, instantly like black ink, making the light turbid and distorted.

Seraphina gracefully waved her hand, and a spray of “Dust of Illusion” invisible to the naked eye fell from her fingertips.

This was an extremely fine Sixth Level Sorcery creation, which, once injected into the array, silently merged into every energy fluctuation of the Power of Faith, invisibly amplifying the selfish desire, fear, and distortion within faith.

Kaelen suddenly slapped the ground, and a wild and primal aura erupted from within him.

It was the deepest savagery and chaos of the beastmen he had collected through the “Chaos Blood Contract”.

This power, like a raging flood, was rudely thrust into the faith network through the array, making the originally orderly faith veins agitated and unbalanced in energy flow.

Anya lightly placed her hands on the array node, mysterious green light flickering in her eyes.

The immense Life Affinity in her body was reversed and stimulated, transforming into countless “Seeds of Decay”.

Pushed by her power, these Seeds of Decay spread rapidly, parasitizing the life foundation connected by faith like the most insidious vines, absorbing its vitality stubbornly and slowly, causing its interior to wither.

Reks activated a miniature alchemy device in his hand, which emitted a cold mechanical operating sound, and countless tiny rune light points erupted from it.

These light points injected precisely into the array; they were the “Logical Paradox Runes” meticulously crafted by Reks, capable of embedding contradictory commands and algorithms directly into the faith network, causing internal conflicts in the originally coherent faith system, making its power begin to self-dissipate and disintegrate.

Five different methods of contamination merged into the massive faith network of the Royal Capital like five torrents into the sea under the coordination of the three sets of arrays.

Boom!

The entire underground space trembled violently! The light on the altar was no longer purely sacred but polychromatic, with a tinge of sickening gray decay.

They twisted and churned, seemingly enduring great pain.

Soon after, mutations spread from underground to above ground!

Fine cracks began appearing on the floor of the church area, and an energy wave with a murky light burst forth from underground like an invisible shock wave!

Instantly, a huge light erupted from the area where the church was located!

The light was no longer sacred; instead, it was tinged with strangeness and chaos, as if a giant canvas was splashed with various colors, becoming dirty yet dazzling.

This light shot up into the sky, illuminating the night, even temporarily overshadowing the magic street lamps of the Royal Capital.

Within the Royal Capital, some vigilant guards and priests immediately noticed the sudden anomaly.

The piercing sound of alarms cut through the night, and countless figures began converging toward the church area.

“It’s done!” Reks’ voice carried a hint of tremor, but more of it was excitement.

“The Divine Power Faith Network is a great thing, incredibly efficient at energy transmission. Luckily, we had this; otherwise, hoping to contaminate the entire Plane relying solely on the human kingdom’s faith hub would be too delusional.” Kaelen couldn’t help but sigh.

He was the only one among the five, aside from Jeming, who had studied the Divine Power Faith Network.

Though the time spent studying wasn’t long, he could roughly understand the characteristics of the Divine Power Faith Network.

Jeming didn’t speak; while the others were sighing, he had already silently run out.

Given the commotion they caused, it was sure to alarm all the high-level figures and strong individuals in the Royal City.

This was the church area of the Royal City. If the other side forcibly descended an angel-level presence, they would have no chance of escaping.

Without any hesitation, the five of them, like streaks of black lightning, quickly followed the pre-planned retreat route and fled towards the outer layers of the sewers.

Their figures quickly vanished into the darkness, while the chaotic light shooting up above the church area continued to flicker in the night sky, like a massive, twisted signal beacon, proclaiming that the “contamination” of the faith ground had been completed.

However, the effects of the contamination were not evident now. For a while, the divine spirits would not perceive the truth of their faith foundation being destabilized.

Their strength would still maintain superficial power for a short time.

Jeming understood very well that only when the wizards tore through the plane barrier again and engaged in fierce confrontation with the divine spirits of the Elorcia Plane would the divine spirits subconsciously draw on the Power of Faith to replenish under great consumption.

At that time, the contaminated, tangled Power of Faith would explode like a poison instantly!

The divine spirits’ judgment would be severely disrupted, and they might even suffer a backlash from their power.

And just then, the plane barrier would already be torn, and the high-tier wizards from the Nolun Workshop outside would immediately sense this “opportunity” and take subsequent actions.

So Jeming and the others retreated quite decisively; next, they only needed to wait quietly.

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