Like Zel, who was commanding the cultivation on the frontline, Chief Urga's face also showed surprise and joy.

What exactly happened?!

Is it because of the spell?

Or because of the black pills his tribesmen carried in their baskets?!

Everything happening before their eyes had exceeded his understanding, including the clever and witty Siya, who also wore a bewildered expression, not comprehending why the crops in the field weren't affected by the side effects of the accelerated growth magic?!

"What exactly is this..." Siya couldn't help but murmur, her gold-green pupils filled with a thirst for knowledge.

Sweeping his gaze across the faces full of different expressions, a slight smile appeared on Luo Yan's lips.

They might know the Magic Wind, but clearly, they didn't know what the Carbon Dioxide Wind and another use of Elemental Power were.

This was something he and Miranda had researched together, and the latter, who came from the Imperial Academic State, was still delving into it, with advancements in theory since the beginning.

Under the guidance of this theory, the Dark Night Elves of the Great Graveyard had long since, using the greenhouses of North Peak, concluded the "optimum carbon dioxide ratio for accelerating growth magic," and through learning Miranda's Elemental Theory, mastered the magic of changing the nature of air currents.

Of course.

Such a large-scale casting wasn't entirely the power of the Dark Night Elves themselves, but more so because the prayers of the Lizardman in the fields amplified the spell's effects—

This blessing, generated by the Thoughts of All, was ultimately applied to his body!

And this is why Luo Yan also participated in the casting.

This is also how, in the oldest times, before gods and faith existed, the priests of the primitive tribes on this planet initially used the power of faith!

It was also the method Gutaf used to create the "Great Barrier!"

However, he replaced the ritual of worship with a more "modern" cooperative casting.

Looking at the cornfield filled with large fruits, Luo Yan smiled and withdrew his magic wand, calling off the casting with a wave.

If the spell continued, it would have overdone it, and the corn full of ears would have to enter a new cycle again.

"Youyou, it seems my conjecture is correct, the power of faith can not only elevate the soul itself but also directly interfere with reality through guiding believers."

Floating by his side, Youyou spoke softly.

"Lord Demon King, actually, the power of faith has always been usable in this way... For example, doesn't your maze do the same? It can summon demons with the power of faith and also be used to dig and expand the maze depth."

"I know," Luo Yan nodded, "but compared to when I first became the Demon King, I understand the reasoning a bit more."

The so-called Demon King core is like a shell, or, you could say, an app application based on the low-level code of the Demon God.

And gathering faith power is like charging some currency into the app, enabling its various functions.

It's not just the Demon King Ridge core; all religions on this planet are a shell over the "low-level code," except designed with different initial intentions and ultimate purposes.

Even beyond this planet!

Including the Kao Planet, already corrupted by chaos, and even other planets in this star domain.

When the collective unconscious of a group of conscious beings forms, their spiritual resonance will reshape the form of some unstable high-dimensional material in this universe, generating more or less influence based on their position in the universe.

Luo Yan felt his understanding of the divine and mysticism deepened a bit more.

Siya walked to Luo Yan's side and finally couldn't hold back asking the question in her heart.

"Lord Demon King... What exactly did you do just now?"

Looking at her eyes full of a thirst for knowledge, Luo Yan smiled faintly.

"If I told you everything now, my 'magic' probably wouldn't seem so magical."

Siya was momentarily stunned, unable to comprehend the sentence.

Luo Yan paused, then continued.

"But I will still tell you, because if I tell you nothing, I would be no different from my predecessors."

The miracle of the Thoughts of All may be incredible, but neither Hell nor the Empire relied on thoughts alone to reach today; ultimately, it's still the work of the people's hands.

After all, no matter how incredible a miracle is, it can only ripen corn once, but human hands can ripen corn countless times more.

After speaking, Luo Yan turned his gaze to Aisemata, the "King of the Chosen," and instructed.

"Go tell my people."

"The time for harvest has arrived."

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