Chapter 1199 The Gangsters' Den

"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 y

r, as he contemplated Darren's words, he noticed how his subordinates were standing beside Darren. His eyes widened as understanding coursed through him.

"You are a Defiant Master!"

Tim Wang was smarter than the others. When Darren ordered him to become his believer, he immediately recognized that the young man was a Defiant Master. After all, it was unimaginable that the chief gods would come to this shady place.

"You are right," Darren admitted.

"Go away now, or you will die miserably." Tim Wang looked even more sullen. But his killing intent reduced, almost as if he was afraid of Darren's identity as a Defiant Master.

"So, you mean there is no room for negotiation?" As soon as Darren finished speaking, he winked at Lindsay, signaling her to take action.

Whoosh!

Lindsay launched her attack.

Bam, bam, bam!

A black divine whip flashed many electric sparks in the air as it crackled.

"Humph! You must wish for death!"

Tim Wang raised his hand and grabbed Lindsay's whip. Instantly, a tricky force was transmitted from Lindsay's whip to his meridians.

Whoosh!

At this point, Darren acted as well.

He summoned his dark gold god's power, which had become stronger after he activated his level-nine sword and blade.

Tim Wang felt threatened by this kind of attack.

However, he was not alarmed. He reached behind him with one hand, and a small round bronze tripod emerged.

The small tripod flew out and gradually grew bigger as it drifted toward Darren.