"Believers?"
Astonishment reflected in the gangsters' tone and facial expressions.
They knew what the young man meant when he asked them to believe in him. What confused the thugs was that only the chief gods were qualified to have believers, and they didn't think that this young man could be the chief god. They were also aware that the chief gods would never take a fancy to them.
"Sir, please don't mock us," someone replied in a trembling voice.
"I will count to ten. By then, you either swear to believe in the Conflicting Chief God or your heads will roll on the ground.
One, two, three..." Darren said coldly.
The gangsters didn't have time to think. They rushed to pledge their allegiance under the threat of death. "I swear with my soul that I will believe in the Conflicting Chief God forever..."
Everyone swore in a minute.
"I, I have really become a believer."
"I see. The young man, he is... a Defiant Master!"
There were only two kinds of people in the world who could accept believers. The first was the nine chief gods, and the other was the Defiant Masters.
Now that they knew Darren was a Defiant Master, they felt that their fate was even worse than death. Belief in a Defiant Master was the most shameful thing in the world as it defiled one's soul.
But, they had no choice. And now that they had pledged, they could not regret it.
"The Power of Belief from them is insufficient." Darren saw gray smoke rise from those people. But it was pitifully little, and not comparable to the Power of Belief provided by Kerr alone.
It seemed that the stronger the believer, the more Power of Belief he would provide. No wonder the chief gods didn't need the lower-level people to believe.
"Hand over all your killing stones!" The men did not dare to disobey Darren's order. Soon, several blood-red stones flew into Darren's hand.
Later, he distributed the killing stones to his companions so that they could collect killing points.
"Tell me. Where is your king? What is his level?" He was eager to find a stronger believer to enhance his Power of Belief.
"Sir, he is in a cave eighteen kilometers from here. He is at the low-level of the Star God Realm."
Darren glanced at Lindsay and said, "It's up to you this time."
"Why are you looking at me?"
"I need you to find their king and make him my believer." With his current strength, Darren could fight against top-level warriors of the Domain God Realm. But he was no match for someone at the Star God Realm.
He was aware that the odds of a hundred warriors at the top-level of the Domain God Realm against one person at the early stage of the Star God Realm were less than one percent.
"You idiot! My realm has been downgraded to below the Star God Realm. Moreover, the opponent must have experienced many battles. How can I fight him?" Lindsay screeched at Darren. Panic coursed through her as she thought, 'If I go seize these men's leader, I'll be courting death.'
"Beauty, be confident of your abilities. If you can't defeat him, I will help you," Darren encouraged with a smile.
"What? What did you say?" A smile tugged at the corners of Lindsay's mouth.
"I said you should be confident."
"No, no. The other thing."
"Oh. I said beauty."
"That's it! I will help you kill him no matter what it takes!" Lindsay strode forward joyfully.
"Oh, my God! Is she so easy to coax?" Finley muttered as he turned to Darren. "Do you have a conscience? How can you deceive yourself by calling this ugly woman a beauty?"
"Don't say that! Lindsay was poisoned, and her features were marred by the injuries she sustained. In fact, you can remove the scar on half of her face when you look at her. You will be surprised." As Darren had done this a long time ago, the injury on Lindsay's face was automatically concealed when he looked at her.
This was just a little trick for Darren and the others.
When Finley heard this, he immediately gathered a trace of god's power in his eyes.
"Hi, beauty," Finley said to get her attention. Lindsay turned around at once.
Finley was dumbfounded. She was ten times more beautiful than the fairy.
"Ha-ha." Finley chuckled and drooled.
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