Chapter 1738 Follow Darren

The King of Faith crawled back, and positioned himself to block the ancient gate. He clearly intended to sacrifice himself in order to defend the interests of the Death Chief God.

Darren gave him a piercing look. "There's only one way for you to survive. If you don't want to die, you must become my believer and provide me with the Power of Belief." He moved forward, slowly approaching the ancient gate, until he was close enough for his slender body to cast a shadow over the bowed form of the King of Faith.

The King of Faith was on the ground, supporting himself on one knee and his arms. His body trembled with weakness. But he wore an expression full of determination and resentment. He opened his mouth, trying to speak, but no words came out.

Darren observed him. He could sense that the King of Faith was still resolved to resist him. In that, he had a much stronger will than the black-scaled creature.

Coldly, Darren said, "You said there is a world behind that door. Is that true?" He stared with narrowed eyes at the ancient gate.

The King of Faith let out a dry laugh. Hoarsely, he managed to say, "Are you afraid? Go ahead! If you get past me, then go inside and steal the Belief Source of the Death Chief God. I won't be able to stop you."

"Of course I'll go inside," Darren said calmly. "I'm just considering something. I wonder, should I let you watch as I take away the Belief Source?"

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who was comparable to a seventh-stage Heavenly Destiny Emperor!

Indeed, this man would be an invaluable asset to him, for he was much more familiar with the Spaces of Belief of chief gods than others. In this way, it would be much easier for Darren to find other Spaces of Belief.

"Thank you, sir," said the King of Faith. With great difficulty, he struggled to face Darren and bow before him.

"You need time to recover. Let your wounds heal, then you will accompany me when I enter that gate to obtain the Belief Source left behind by the Death Chief God," Darren ordered.

The King of Faith swallowed hard. He wanted to say something, but stopped on second thought. He hesitated, then told Darren, "Yes." With that, he fell into silence and focused on healing his injuries.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the black-scaled creature and at least ten remaining variant beasts also struggled to move over. They prostrated themselves on the Chains of Belief, motionless.

"Thank you very much for your help. As soon as you recover, you may leave. You are now completely free," Darren said to them.

The black-scaled creature looked anxious, but finally spoke up. "Sir—we also... we also want to follow you. Could you use us?" he asked.

Darren raised his eyebrows at this unexpected change in the attitude of the black-scaled creature. He had not expected him to take the initiative and ask to become a follower.