The Pool of Faith of the Seven Gods was a strange space filled with the power of belief, where only spiritual entities and magical energy could exist.
Ever since the trial by combat, when the Big Sparrow's soul intruded there for the first time, Dany had conceived the idea of creating a "Heaven of the Seven Gods."
Before Big Black usurped the divine positions of the Seven Gods, the Pool of Faith remained sealed. It only passively absorbed the power of belief. No matter how devout a follower of the Seven Gods might be, they could not open the Gate of Faith on their own to enter it.
Even holy sons of the Seven Gods like Saint Baelor received no special treatment compared to nonbelievers after death. All entered the world of death, either returning to heaven and earth, being seized by evil gods, or degenerating into wandering souls.
Once the Pool of Faith gained a master, it began to take shape as a real space with structure and scale.
At that time, following the lines of faith connecting believers and Big Black, devout followers could enter Big Black's divine realm. Big Black had no true divine realm, so what they entered was only the embryonic form of a divine kingdom, the space of faith.
In other words, from the moment Big Black obtained the first divine office of the Seven Gods, uninvited believers like the Big Sparrow were bound to appear, and the Big Sparrow was not the first.
As Big Black and Dany grew stronger, the threshold for entering the Pool of Faith would continue to drop.
At the beginning, only saintly figures like the Big Sparrow, with over 200 points of devotion, could enter. Later, saints with over 150 points could also enter. When Dany obtained 1% of the Green Seer Imprint fragment and received the blessing of the will of the world of Westeros, the threshold dropped further, allowing fanatics with over 100 points of devotion to enter after death.
If Dany were willing to expend additional power, even devout believers with over 10 points could be actively brought in, such as Aegon.
If Dany's strength continued to grow, then one day she would condense the complete Song of Laws; one day she would ascend to true godhood; one day she would become a god-king. The threshold for entering heaven would grow lower and lower, until finally anyone who believed in the Seven Gods, with devotion above 1.0, could actively enter heaven. At that time, Dany would impose restrictions and distinctions upon believers herself.
All right, a god-king was far too distant to consider, but it was certain that more and more believers would, after death, independently open the Gate of Faith and enter the Pool of Faith.
Therefore, Dany had to prepare early for the "resettlement of holy souls."
She did not know how other demigods or true gods with followers handled such matters. Lacking experience, she could only seek inspiration from memories of her past life.
The first thing she thought of was the Matrix from The Matrix.
She then separated a single thought from her main soul, infused it with the power of the Song of Laws and countless memories of her own, and sent that thought into the space of faith. After that, she guided the souls of believers into the thought.
In other words, believers lived within Dany's thoughts.
The Matrix in The Matrix could cause those inside it to sense inconsistencies and thus doubt the reality of the world, giving rise to awakened individuals.
But Dany's thoughts could interact and resonate with the thoughts of believers. She was not omniscient or omnipotent, yet she could obtain true knowledge and truths from the believers' minds, repair logical flaws, and perfect the deficiencies in her own thinking.
For example, Dany had eaten mangoes but never durian. If the Big Sparrow insisted on eating durian, Dany could not deceive him using her own imagination, but she could extract the complete sensation of eating durian from the Big Sparrow's mind.
Then she would use the Big Sparrow's own sensations to deceive the Big Sparrow.
In that case, could the Big Sparrow really suspect that he had eaten a digitized durian?
The world presented before believers was, in fact, jointly created by Dany and all believers.
In the future, as the number of believers increased, the thoughts she obtained from them would grow ever more authentic, and the world would likewise become more real. This was a constantly evolving process.
Still using durian as an example:
Both the Big Sparrow and Aegon had eaten durian. The Big Sparrow thought it was sweet and sour and delicious, while Aegon felt it was like eating filth.
Dany could not give Aegon's sensation to the Big Sparrow, nor could she give the Big Sparrow's "sweet and sour deliciousness" to Aegon, but the database now contained two options.
For someone who had never eaten durian, like Dany herself, her understanding of the taste of durian would be closer to reality.
Well, if the five blind men from the parable of the blind men and the elephant all entered Dany's thought-born divine realm together, she could infer the true form of the giant elephant through the five different sensations each person had of it.
Of course, even the Matrix in The Matrix required energy to operate. Dany's mental resonance, information gathering, feedback, storage, and the growth of that thought as population and time increased all required energy.
Where would that energy come from?
Heh, that was why she placed the thought in the Pool of Faith.
The essence of the power of faith was the power of thought itself, which was more than sufficient to meet the needs of the growth of a thought-born divine realm.
Moreover, the souls of saints within the divine realm were not freeloaders. They were all devout believers and had to pray every day. The power of faith generated by prayer was then utilized to maintain the operation of the thought-born divine realm and even enable infinite evolution.
Dany looked forward with great anticipation to what form that single thought might develop into after thousands or tens of millions of years.
Perhaps it could truly achieve omniscience and omnipotence.
Or perhaps that thought would grow into an independent deity, a true Faith Spirit of the Seven Gods.
Jenny's golden hair whipped wildly as her fair cheeks were dyed with the vivid flush of desire, her cherry lips moaning sounds that stirred the soul.
As the gaze moved downward, past her flushed neck and the fair shoulders beaded with glistening sweat, it reached a sight sufficient to dispel all male fantasies. Starting from her chest, the beauty's flesh abruptly transformed into thick, dark-red "earthworms," each as thick as a thumb, three to four meters long, with slick, greasy skin.
There was no A4 waist with defined abs, no delicate, rounded pelvis, no long, slender legs, only a mass of writhing dragon worms.
It was as if an unparalleled beauty had been cut in half at the waist, and from the severed edge a thousand long, gigantic earthworms had been sewn on.
And the dwarf was buried beneath those bright red, sticky dragon worms, with only his head exposed. Dozens of dragon worms like giant earthworms were coiled around his neck, wet, slick, and scorching hot.
Jenny on top of him had fallen into a frenzy, while the dwarf beneath her kept his eyes tightly shut, teeth clenched, his face waxen pale, as if enduring immense pain.
"Darling, scream a little. Don't lie there like a log." Jenny was clearly dissatisfied with the dwarf's reaction. At once, four or five dragon worms crawled up along his neck.Before his mouth was completely stuffed, the dwarf hurriedly opened his eyes and let out a shout, "Fuck me!"
After shouting, he said with deep grievance, "Could you not use this form? I'm scared!"
"Scared of what? You are dragon-blooded. How can you fear fire dragon worms?" Jenny said unhappily.
"I'm not afraid, but it's creepy!" the dwarf yelled with a sob in his voice.
"This is my body. My true form was destroyed by Daenerys and her White Knight, so I can only use dragon worms to reassemble myself into a human shape."
"Then use a human shape!" the dwarf pleaded.
"You are really ungrateful. I've already been very accommodating," Jenny said irritably.
That was the truth.
Jenny's face, figure, and bearing were all top-tier. The dwarf had always followed his lower instincts rather than his heart. As long as the looks were good, he never cared about inner beauty.
But his first encounter with Jenny was truly the greatest nightmare of his life.
It was even more terrifying than his experience with Xaro's so-called "top beauty," terrifying by a factor of ten thousand.
Because of the dwarf's intense resistance, Jenny had already shown reason and consideration, transforming only her lower body into dragon worms. At least when looking only at her upper body, one could still find some alluring scenery.
"You should understand, I'm doing this for your own good." Seeing the dwarf close his eyes again and play dead, Jenny could not help softening her tone. "The desires of ordinary people mean nothing to me, but this is the most efficient way to refine bloodlines."
Glancing at the gold-and-silver mixed hair at his temple, the dwarf felt conflicted. The proportion of silver hair was increasing.
Yes, Jenny coupling with the dwarf was not driven by desire. If she truly felt desire, she would not look twice at a loser like him.
What she needed was to use blood sorcery to strip away the impure blood within him, and sexual union was the most commonly used method in blood magic.
To put it plainly, this was not about lust between man and woman, but a blood magic ritual.
Jenny's dragon worms burrowed into every part of the dwarf's body, using dragon-worm blood imbued with magic to replace the non-Valyrian "base bloodlines," thus achieving the goal of refining his blood.
Feeling the heat surging within his body, the dwarf sighed and asked, "After Valyria was destroyed, did you invent this kind of sorcery to continue the bloodline?"
"No. Before the Doom arrived, the Fourteen Flames families had already mastered this blood magic."
The dwarf forced himself to keep his gaze on Jenny's alluring cheeks and asked in confusion, "Back then, didn't you practice internal intermarriage? Why did you still need blood sorcery to refine bloodlines?"
Jenny replied, her breathing uneven, "As inheritance continues, the grade of a bloodline declines generation by generation. Internal marriage is useless."
"Why would that happen?" the dwarf asked in shock.
"There are two standards that determine the level of a bloodline: genes, and the degree of alignment with the laws of heaven and earth.
The only constant in the world is that everything is always changing.
Genes decay, and the laws themselves change, which leads to a reduced alignment between bloodlines and those laws.
Of course, if among the descendants someone gains a deep understanding of the laws, for example comprehending the Song of Laws and advancing to a demigod, the bloodline will also rise."
The secrets of bloodline inheritance were nothing remarkable in Valyria, so Jenny explained them in great detail.
The dwarf frowned, feeling as if he had grasped something, yet could not quite put it into words.
After a moment, he asked, "You said you use dragon-worm blood to replace the impure blood in my body. Why don't you use dragons? Dragons are clearly stronger than dragon worms."
"That would require me to have a dragon in the first place," Jenny snapped.
The dwarf pondered this and began to understand why Jenny, as the "queen" of the Valyrian remnants, would choose him as breeding stock despite his unimpressive looks and physique.
The bloodlines of the Valyrian remnants were truly degenerating.Before dragons went extinct, they must have used dragons to perform blood sorcery, replacing the impure blood within their descendants with dragon blood.
After the Doom, when dragons were destroyed, Jenny's ancestors could only use dragon worms. When Jenny's parents gave birth to her, they must have used this kind of blood-refining sorcery. That was why Jenny's body was filled with dragon-worm genes, allowing her to directly merge with dragon worms.
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