Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1674 - 1663: The Power of the Forbidden Spell

Werewolves and most exorcist hunters cultivate battle aura, using some low-level magic as combat support."Battle aura and magic sound like using spiritual energy; could it be that the Western understanding of power surpasses ours?"

Ning Fan compared it and found that magic and battle aura actually have some similarities with the effects of True Qi.

However, magic and battle aura focus on one side, unlike True Qi which cultivates both internally and externally.

True Qi can be transformed into remote attacks and can also strengthen the body.

This is somewhat like the combination of magic and battle aura.

But at the same Realm, True Qi cultivators may not be able to match Western cultivators because the latter focus more on one area.

In Ning Fan's view, however, the shortcomings of True Qi cultivators are only temporary.

As they progress further, Western cultivators will find it difficult to gain an advantage.

Take the Blood Clan, for example, they are very proficient in magic but are physically weak.

But there is no absolute; each has different cards to play.

The ranking system of magic is similar to the Blood Clan's nobility, just different names.

Since mages usually wear long robes, they are graded based on the color of the robes: golden, white, green, black, gray.

Among them, gray robes are the lowest; a gray robe mage corresponds to reaching the Object-Manipulating Realm in True Qi.

Above golden robes is the legendary Forbidden Spell Mage.

Every Forbidden Spell Mage can cast a Forbidden Spell like a natural disaster.

However, despite William's extensive knowledge, he had never seen it.

Warriors cultivating battle aura are divided into six levels: Black Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Mithril, War God.

Werewolves cultivating battle aura also use this ranking system, but they are a hunting tribe, showing their prowess by collecting the teeth of prey.

Therefore, they usually grade by the number of prey's teeth: one-fanged, two-fanged... six-fanged.

Bruce is a five-fanged warrior, on the same level as William in terms of Realm.

Compared to the mysterious complexity of magic, the warrior rating method is simple and direct.

By a ratio of one to four, defeating four in the same Realm allows them to advance a level.

Although William explained in detail, Ning Fan knew he was withholding some information.

Human strength is relatively stable when divided by Realm.

But when it comes to the Alien Clan, it's unpredictable.

The Alien Clan's strength fluctuates due to environmental influences.

For instance, the Blood Clan's strength varies noticeably between day and night.

The same goes for werewolves; during a full moon or when extremely angry, they often unleash much greater power than usual.

William solemnly said, "Bruce's strength should not be underestimated; if possible, aim for reconciliation."

"I understand."

Though Bruce and William are of the same Realm, Ning Fan didn't pay much attention to it.

Like the Blood Clan, werewolves, as dark creatures, are also suppressed by holy power.

Ning Fan was confident he could match William, and facing a clumsy werewolf, known for their immense strength and tough skin, he felt assured.

Among these forces, what interested Ning Fan most was the Sanctuary of Light.

In William's brief words, Ning Fan obtained a piece of information.

The Sanctuary of Light almost single-handedly suppressed the werewolf tribes, the thirteen Blood Clans, the Dark Council, and other forces.

This shows the formidable power of the Sanctuary of Light.

Ning Fan curiously asked, "What about the Sanctuary of Light? Are they warriors or mages?"

William replied quietly, "They are humans who neither cultivate battle aura nor magical power but possess the most terrifying power in this world."

"Holy power?"

"No. The horror of holy power is only directed at us, the Alien Clan. The Sanctuary of Light cultivates the Power of Prayers."

"What is the Power of Prayers?"

William explained, "An ordinary human who has sincere reverence for God can easily gain unparalleled power."

Ning Fan, puzzled, said, "This seems no different from the Blood Clan's innate gift?"

"There's a big difference. The Power of Prayers is almost omnipotent; it can heal, strengthen, enchant, purify..."

"That's just too incredible."

To Ning Fan, this Power of Prayers seemed like a cheat code.

It essentially encompassed the effects of True Qi, magic power, and battle aura.

"It shouldn't be spiritual power. After all, as William said, ordinary people don't need to cultivate but can gain this power through prayer, which is fundamentally different from spiritual power."

Thinking this, Ning Fan became even more confused, "Could it really be the power bestowed by God himself?"

William continued, "That's only secondary; the most crucial part is the Power of Prayers can form an array."

"Form an array?"

"Can you imagine the scene where ten thousand people converge their power into one person?"

William spoke bitterly, "I have witnessed it once. That time was like a nightmare."

During the Medieval period, facing persecution from the Sanctuary of Light, the Exorcism Association, and the Mage Association.

The Blood Clan and other dark factions once organized a decapitation strike.

The target was the Pope of the Sanctuary of Light at the time.

"When we fought our way to the Mount of Light, only ten thousand holy servants were left guarding the sanctuary along with the Pope on the mountain."

Besides having holy power as the Blessed Ones, the Sanctuary of Light is divided by divine duty for Realm.

Holy servants, Divine Palace, Great God Palace, Bishop, Pope.

"For this decapitation, we gathered all forces we could."

The Blood Clan's thirteen princes, the president of the Dark Council, the lich of the Witches Association, the six-fanged War God of the werewolf tribe..."

Listening to these terrifying titles, Ning Fan's eyes widened as he couldn't help but ask, "And then?"

"There's no 'then'."

William's eyes dimmed, "We thought the operation would be foolproof, but we were crushed. The Pope only cast the simplest Blessing of Light, and it was over."

"Under the 'Blessing' of the Blessing of Light, the thirteen princes were instantly reverted, the president of the Dark Council, the strongest golden robe mage left no remains, the six-fanged War God turned to bones, the lich returned to the Life Black Box..."

"This is the array effect of the Power of Prayers."

"Correct. A Pope with only White Robe Cultivation, aided by less than ten thousand holy servants, casually unleashed a Forbidden Spell-like attack. If not for the thirteen princes realizing the danger, probably..."

One doesn't need words to understand the meaning behind it.

"William Duke, then you..."

Ning Fan added, "I didn't mean that. After all, even the princes couldn't stand against it."

"It's okay. I was tasked with guarding against reinforcements at the foot of the mountain, so I narrowly escaped. Other dukes weren't so lucky."

William spoke bitterly, "It was this battle that led us, the dark forces, to completely vanish from the human's view."