Green Monster Epic

Chapter 912: Forced Enhancement

Drop after drop of Divine Power Liquid was poured by Allen into the starlight representing the zealot, Zerlang. With each drop of Divine Power Liquid consumed, Allen's own aura weakened.

Of course, for Allen, who had now advanced to the Saint realm, both his mental strength threads and the amount of his rage were far greater than when he was a demigod. Even if he lost the rage and mental strength bestowed by divine grace, it wouldn't cause him to fall back to the demigod level.

When he was a demigod, Allen would never have made such a choice, because he still needed enough power to protect his people and maintain the interests of his tribe.

However, after a long talk with Oscar, understanding the difficulties faced by Saints, Allen instead made up his mind.

Now that he had advanced to the Saint realm, he had fewer opportunities to personally go to the battlefield to seek benefits for his tribe, and the other nearby powerhouses probably didn't have the guts to start disputes with him again. Therefore, having such powerful strength, he had no stage to display his talents.

Since this was the case, it was better to take this opportunity to bestow divine grace upon his church followers several times, so that his church could speed up its growth, and at the same time, he could promote some promising talents.

Especially Zerlang, whose soul fire was about to extinguish. His ability was very important to Allen now, and the Food God Society, which was in dire need of talents, also needed a strong person who could take charge.

Although Albad was talented and capable, because he was a mage, although he easily accepted the Food God's faith due to his worship of Allen, the tribal chief, he didn't completely believe in the Food God's faith in his heart. This also made his faith level always remain at the level of a true believer, not even a devout believer.

Of course, the founding believers of the Food God Society would not understand their leader's devotion to the faith. Even if Albad could only maintain the faith of a true believer at most, it wouldn't matter much.

However, since it was a newly established faith, Allen still hoped to have a believer who could communicate with him closely and show miracles among the believers to demonstrate his existence.

Therefore, based on his own interests and the development of the Food God Society, Allen decided to forcibly elevate Zerlang, a high-level peak priest, to legendary strength through divine grace.

At the same time, this was also a kind of experiment to see if the method of divine grace could really artificially create legendary powerhouses? If so, how much would he have to pay?

A dozen drops of water-like Divine Power Liquid were absorbed by the starlight representing Zerlang. The starlight became more and more significant, but through the mental connection with Zerlang, Allen didn't see any signs of the other party advancing to the legendary level. The other party's aura still remained at the high-level peak stage.

A sense of emptiness fed back from the body to Allen's consciousness. Although it was only a dozen drops of Divine Power Liquid that seemed inconspicuous, it contained almost one percent of Allen's mental strength and rage, as well as more faith power.

Suddenly and permanently losing such a large amount of rage and mental strength would greatly affect the strength of anyone. However, fortunately, after Allen advanced to the Saint level, rage and mental strength still had a significant impact on his strength, but they were no longer the core factors.

As long as he could still use his domain to protect himself, Allen would have time to replenish the lost rage and mental strength.

He condensed more than a dozen drops of Divine Power Liquid again and continued to invest them into Zerlang's starlight. When the twentieth drop of Divine Power Liquid was absorbed, suddenly this starlight exploded into a cloud of snowflakes, and then quickly shrank back and collapsed, finally re-condensing into a ball.

Allen's main consciousness and divinity consciousness watched coldly, firmly remembering this scene in his brain, as a reference for more future examples, to explore the mysteries of the Divine Power system.

Compared to the previous starlight, which was as fine as dust with only a little light, the volume of the re-condensed starlight at this time had expanded at least a hundred times. Now it was as big as a sesame seed, and even the brightness it emitted had skyrocketed a lot. In contrast, the surrounding starlight dust seemed even dimmer.

"Ah!"

"What's wrong with me?"

In the manor thousands of meters away, the dying Zerlang suddenly woke up from his coma. He saw several of his children anxiously surrounding him. A high-level druid goblin was chanting prayers, preparing to cast a waking spell and healing divine magic on Zerlang.

"Father! You're awake!"

Several goblin children were now full of surprise and curiosity, because in front of them, their father and grandfather, whose face was originally ashen, had a few more shades of green. At the same time, the wrinkled skin became smooth at a speed visible to the naked eye. Zerlang seemed to have returned to the age and temperament of his fifties or sixties from a dying old man.

"Lord!"

The druid goblin who was invited to treat Zerlang was also extremely surprised. He knew very well the power of his divine magic and the condition of the adult in front of him. Originally, he was just doing his best to earn some money, but he didn't expect that this divine magic would cause earth-shaking changes in the body of the person he was treating. Even his vitality had become full and surging, which was not the aura of a decaying goblin.

Crack!

With just a light grip of his fist, a strange and powerful force moved with his thoughts, surging in his blood. Although Zerlang was still a little confused for a while, fortunately, he had been secretly preaching for these years, and his psychological quality was very strong.

"You all go down, I'm a little tired and want to have a good rest."

Zerlang tried his best to look weak and waved his hand to order his children.

"Father..."

Several filial goblins wanted to care for their elders again, but under Zerlang's persistent gaze, they had to submit.

When there was no one in the resting bedroom, Zerlang immediately rolled over from the bed, knelt on the soft quilt, and directly entered a state of meditation and prayer.

"My Lord..."

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the world of consciousness, Zerlang saw the pair of pure golden eyes hidden in the mist above his head.

"This humble lamb is ashamed of Your divine grace, and cannot repay it even with ten thousand deaths!"

While praying, Zerlang did not forget to look inward to understand his own level. When he saw that the total level had reached level 15, even if he was dull, he understood the reason for the changes in his body.

"My most devout believer, today's gift is the reward for your decades of loyalty. I hope you can continue to serve me with the time of your rebirth."

Allen's majestic voice was like thunder in Zerlang's sea of consciousness, stirring up monstrous waves and shocking people's hearts.

"This humble lamb's body and soul belong to my Lord, and I am willing to shed blood for my Lord's kingdom without regret! !"

On the transformed earth, Zerlang's tone was firm and excited, prostrating on the ground for a long time.