**Chapter 733: Guerrilla Tactics, the Power of Faith**
Antares watched Lin Moyu intently, seeing through Lin Moyu’s intentions. Lin Moyu was controlling the undead army from hundreds of kilometers away, commanding the undead army to attack.
Perfectly avoiding the Dragon Emperor, not directly confronting him.
And after attacking another city, he would return, like cleaning up the remaining garbage, making it impossible to grasp his motives.
Lin Moyu had no purpose, acting on a whim, attacking wherever he felt like.
When the urge arose, he might travel tens of thousands of kilometers, or perhaps only two or three thousand kilometers away.
One city after another was attacked by Lin Moyu.
The powerful defensive formations in the dragon clan’s cities could not withstand Lin Moyu’s undead army for long. Once the formation shattered, a massacre would follow.
And Lin Moyu, the master, never showed himself.
For a time, the dragon clan’s world was in an uproar, with all the dragons falling into panic.
"For one person to terrify an entire world like this, these mixed-blood dragons are just trash!"
"This kid is indeed ruthless in his killing, but this matter cannot be done in obscurity."
"Faith, one of the fundamental powers of the human race, may be of help to you!"
Antares raised his paw, as if swatting a fly, and spat out a stream of laws.
The laws merged into the heavens and earth, disappearing from sight.
In the next second, numerous scenes suddenly appeared in the human world’s sky, like projections.
These scenes covered almost every corner of the human world.
The human world was vast, with a population exceeding ten billion.
But in fact, the land area inhabited by humans only occupied less than ten percent of the entire world.
At least ninety percent of the area was ocean.
Now, Antares had used a secret technique to transmit Lin Moyu’s actions to the human world.
A hero should not remain obscure.
A hero’s deeds should be known to all.
"The Divine Marshal Lin is currently in the dragon clan’s world, fighting for the human race!"
Antares’s voice, along with the scenes, spread throughout the entire human world.
The scenes showed Lin Moyu controlling the undead army, attacking the dragon clan’s cities.
One after another.
Each time, a large number of dragons were killed.
After watching for a while, people finally understood what Lin Moyu was doing.
Instantly, the world was in an uproar.
Who could have imagined that Lin Moyu would single-handedly enter the dragon clan’s world, raiding their cities? This was an impossible event in human history, something no one dared to even imagine.
"The Divine Marshal Lin is actually slaughtering the dragon clan in their world."
"That’s the Dragon Emperor, a truly formidable existence at the pinnacle."
"Isn’t the Divine Marshal Lin in great danger!"
In Xia Jing City, the imperial palace.
The Sovereign, Dong Fang Yi, also saw the scenes and heard Antares’s words.
As the Sovereign and a divine-level expert, he naturally knew much more information than ordinary people.
In an instant, he analyzed the entire situation and made a rough guess.
Immediately, several orders were issued from the imperial palace, spreading across the country at an astonishing speed.
The Xia Empire began to operate with incredible efficiency.
Information about the dragon clan began to spread widely.
"It turns out that a thousand years ago, the dragon clan had invaded our human world."
"The dragon clan had destroyed our cities and killed our people, with no less than tens of millions of deaths at the hands of the dragon clan’s blades."
"The land of the human race was once stained red with blood, all because of the dragon clan."
For thousands of years, the dragon clan had been driven out, so the human race’s hatred towards them was not deep.
But now, after this propaganda, people realized that the dragon clan also carried a debt of blood.
Countless cities had been destroyed one by one, with tens of millions of humans killed by the dragon clan’s blades.
And not only were they killed, but many humans also became food for the dragon clan, devoured alive.
The hatred towards the dragon clan became truly profound at this moment.
People began to understand Lin Moyu’s actions. Even those who were initially dissatisfied with Lin Moyu’s city-destroying actions now began to support him.
This hatred could no longer be described as a debt of blood; it had reached the point where it was a matter of life and death for one side.
The two sides had no possibility of reconciliation and no possibility of taking prisoners.
If either side had the ability, they would undoubtedly put the other side to death.
Only one side could survive, while the other had to be annihilated.
People were concerned for Lin Moyu, but they also supported him.
Not everyone, but at least more than half of the human race supported Lin Moyu.
Faith began to gather, coalescing into a mysterious power that was transmitted through the void to Lin Moyu.
Antares immediately sensed this power, muttering to himself, "Truly a miraculous power."
"It is not a law, yet it can contend against laws. Truly miraculous."
"Why is it that our dragon clan cannot wield this power? What a pity."
"If our billions of dragons could be of one mind, how could it have come to this!"
Antares sighed endlessly, his gaze filled with envy, but also some disappointment – disappointment in his own clan.
The power of faith was indeed miraculous.
It was like the Flower Nation and the Cabbage Nation.
Although their national strength was weak, and their people were somewhat shameless, they still possessed the power of faith.
The God of Ideals was a product of the power of faith.
In the countless races of the great world, only a few possessed this power.
And the ones who could truly wield this power were only the human race.
Lin Moyu felt a warm current enter his body, as if he had been immersed in a hot spring, extremely comfortable.
This warm current eventually gathered in his soul world, where the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal devoured it, transforming it into an extremely pure soul power without any impurities, and spraying it onto Lin Moyu’s soul body.
For a time, his soul power and soul level both increased.
Lin Moyu felt that he had moved a little closer to the 94th level.
The soul power was then converted into a large amount of experience.
Not long ago, he had just reached the 81st level.
In just a few days, he was about to level up again.
Antares’s voice suddenly rang out in his soul, "How does the power of faith feel?"
Lin Moyu asked in surprise, "The power of faith, isn’t that something the God of Ideals needs?"
"You need to broaden your horizons; your vision can’t be too short-sighted. The power of faith is a good thing, and it is also one of the fundamental powers of your human race. You should contemplate it carefully. It is said that the power of faith is very miraculous, but on this point, I cannot help you."
There was a hint of envy in Antares’s words. It truly could not help him.
After all, the dragon clan did not possess the power of faith.
Lin Moyu knew that Antares must have lent a hand, "How did you do it?"
"I just spread what you did in the dragon clan’s world far and wide. After all, you’ve worked so hard, it wouldn’t do for you to remain obscure. You don’t want to be a behind-the-scenes manipulator, do you?"
"There’s also that kid called Dong Fang Yi. He’s quite clever and gave you a helping hand, a push in the right direction."
"Add to that your already high prestige, and like this, everyone’s reverence for you has been transformed into faith, becoming the power of faith."
It sounded reasonable, and that was indeed what happened.
If Lin Moyu did not already have such high prestige among the human race, with the name of the Divine Marshal known to all, this would not have been so easy to achieve.
So it was a natural progression, with Antares merely lending a hand, and Dong Fang Yi providing a timely push, and the matter was accomplished.
As for what benefits the power of faith could bring to Lin Moyu, only Lin Moyu himself knew.
With a flap of his undead wings, Lin Moyu disappeared again.
Hundreds of kilometers away, at the city that had already been battered, the undead army also vanished.
The faint sound of the Dragon Emperor’s furious roars could be heard.