Spellcasting Heavens

Blood, killing and death, what a wonderful day. Baghdad is indeed a good place, what do you think? Zhang Cheng had a playful smile on his face and turned his attention to the frightened experts and scholars.

In fact, he prefers to stay in a place full of conspiracy, betrayal, violence, and chaos than in a safe and peaceful environment.

the reason is simple!

A safe and peaceful environment usually means a strong power of order, and the power of order will make people subconsciously hide their bad sides and desperately endure all kinds of desires and negative emotions in their hearts to ensure that they do not They will be regarded as aliens by the entire society and thus be ostracized and suppressed.

But in chaotic places, order is often weak and there is no way to restrict everyone's behavior. Therefore, whether it is to survive or to vent stress, people will show their truest side, whether they are good or evil. .

Unfortunately, this crazy way of thinking is not suitable for most people.

At least these experts and professors from the National Museum of Iraq and the University felt that the young man in front of them was simply out of his mind. They immediately lay down on the ground to avoid deadly bullets or RPG rocket launchers that might come in from the window.

Despite the fact that there are so many US troops patrolling and stationed throughout Baghdad, the city is not safe at all, and armed conflicts and exchanges of fire are commonplace.

No! Scalpel! Come and help! Old Gun has fainted! The combatant who dragged his teammates behind the cement wall shouted the code name of another companion.

Although he kept pressing his hand on the injured person's abdominal cavity, trying to stop the bleeding first, he didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky. When the bullet passed through, it obviously injured too many blood vessels, and even an important artery.

Of course, this luck meant that he was not shot in the head or shot through the chest, otherwise he would be a lifeless corpse now.

The guy called the scalpel was obviously responsible for battlefield medical care and first aid. Without saying a word, he immediately ran over and opened the backpack he was carrying. He first checked the wound at a very fast speed to confirm whether the warhead had penetrated. After leaving it in the body, he took out the medicine for disinfection, and then quickly sutured it with an extremely skilled speed.

Due to the rudimentary conditions and tools, he didn't bother to check the damage to the internal organs one by one. He could only do first aid to stop the bleeding. Whether he could survive would depend on luck.

Seeing the nervous reactions of these people, Zhang Cheng suddenly stood up and came closer, pointed to the cross hanging on the chest of Scalpel and asked: Are you religious?

Of course! All veterans like us who have participated in real wars,

More or less, you will believe in something. No matter whether it works or not, at least it can relieve your mental stress. The man who looked a bit like a Latino smiled bitterly and nodded.

It sounds interesting. If I can save this seriously injured person now, will you be willing to give me your faith? Zhang Cheng touched his chin and continued to ask with interest.

You don't need to ask to know that he must have some new inspiration and want to put it into practice.

Rescue? Scalpel frowned subconsciously, obviously not understanding the specific meaning of this word.

That's right! I can use a certain method to make him recover immediately and go into battle intact. But the price must be that you believe in me like a god. Zhang Cheng explained calmly.

Oh - damn! Are you mentally ill or believe in some cult? Another guy couldn't help but interjected.

Obviously, these soldiers were not directly affiliated with the Pacific base, but were a temporary combat team formed in Iraq. Therefore, they did not know Zhang Cheng's true identity. I only thought that he might be hired by the organization to perform some special tasks like myself.

Shut up! Scalpel scolded his companion, raised his head and stared into his two brown eyes. After a full minute, he said solemnly: If you can really make Lao Qiang stand up unscathed, I promise I will believe in you like a god.”

Very good! Don't blink, the miracle is about to happen.

The words just fell!

Zhang Cheng's fingers suddenly released a golden light, which stayed above the abdominal cavity filled with plasma.

In the blink of an eye, the single hole that had just been sutured healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only an ugly suture line embedded in the flesh.

When everyone present saw this scene, their pupils suddenly shrank, and the expressions on their faces looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Gudong!

Accompanied by the sound of swallowing, the guy who said Zhang Cheng was mentally ill cautiously asked, You... how did you do that?

Sorry, this is a secret, you are not qualified to know it yet. Zhang Cheng glanced at the other party meaningfully, and then said to the scalpel: How about you, can you start to fulfill your promise?

call……

Scalpel closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

moment!

A thread that is invisible to the naked eye closely connects his spiritual world with Zhang Cheng, and at the same time continuously provides a kind of mixed energy, called the energy of faith.

Through this subtle thread, Zhang Cheng can easily enter the other person's mind, convey some information to him, and at the same time understand the content and emotions of the brain at this moment.

With the connection of faith, the divinity that had been sleeping in his body for most of the time seemed to be suddenly activated, continuously converting the power of faith into divine power.

But none of the above is the most important. The most important thing is that the man code-named Scalpel does not regard him as a truly unique patron saint, but only as a kind of spiritual sustenance, a kind of support for the supernatural power itself. Worship.

Through this test, Zhang Cheng finally understood that the so-called faith did not require a very pious and dedicated attitude as he had imagined before.

On the contrary, this is just a method used by gods to deceive mortals. As long as the spiritual connection between the two is maintained, the emotional fluctuations that mortals produce in daily life will generate magical energy through their souls, which will be continuously supplied to gods. .

This can also explain very well that in the early history of this magical earth, neither the ancient Greek gods nor the Nordic gods cared about whether mortals served them devoutly, but allowed them to pray to the corresponding people when needed. pray to God.

In addition, absorbing too much of the energy of these beliefs is actually not a good thing.

Because it comes from the complex thoughts and emotions of mortals, during the process of absorption and transformation, it is inevitable to listen or feel it. Sooner or later, it will be affected, and even do some extremely crazy things.

Looking through mythological stories from all over the world, it is not difficult to find all kinds of ridiculous actions made by gods...