Voretza is no longer the leader of the giant, not even the small leader. He failed to challenge Leonardo, and was disabled and lost his former proud force, which put him in a dilemma.

Leonardo's original subordinates hated him, and when his subordinates turned to Leonardo's command, in order to show their loyalty, they suppressed him, the failed leader, and even expelled him.

Because of his disability and his fellow tribes, even the halflings were too lazy to pay attention to him. Of course, these halflings did not have his force, but the little people chose to stay away from him and isolate him.

So, Worlecha became a down-and-out wanderer in the holy land, wandering in the wilderness like a lonely ghost.

Until he met Babar.

As a servant of the demon god, Babar keenly felt the darkness in Worlecha's heart. This giant with a similar appearance like him had a strong resentment and anger in his heart. These were all evil seeds. As long as they were carefully cultivated, this person would become his help.

"Hey, guy with broken arms, I just came to this place. Can you tell me what's going on? Why did I look like this?" Babar's face was full of confusion about the surrounding situation.

"Get out!" Worlecha was touched by the word "breaking arm" and shouted angrily.

"Hey, what's going on with you?" Babar walked forward with a smile and circled around the decadent and down-and-out giant: "Oh, I've actually missed it. You must have been a big man before, and you still have the glory and pride of the past. Oh my God, you are not the leader of the nest, right?"

In addition to a sweet mouth, Babar's ability to become the most trusted subordinate of the demon Heersin is unquestionable. He saw the difference between this broken arm giant at a glance. Then based on these clues, he made the guess that was closest to the truth.

"Stop talking! I'm no longer the leader!" Worlecha said with a hatred, but this time he didn't go to drive Babar away. He felt that the giant in front of him had a pair of sharp eyes, and could actually see the glory on him. This giant was pretty good.

So he slowed down and said, "My name is Worrecha, what's your name?"

"Babar." The servant of the demon god smiled. He knew that he had guessed correctly. This broken-armed giant was a very good flag. The resentment in his heart would become the seeds of fall and darkness.

"You are so tall. You are half a head taller than me. When you were outside, you must have been a very amazing warrior!" Babar gestured with his hands, and a hint of sincerity appeared on his face.

Worlecha was not his opponent. After being flattered by him, a smile appeared on his thin face: "You guessed it right. I could throw a rock spear over 300 meters away before."

"Wow! Awesome!" Babar couldn't help but patted Worrechadi's shoulder, pulled the distance closer at the right time, and asked, "Then what's going on with your arm? What beast was bitten by?"

Worlecha was silent. After a long time, he shook his head and said in pain: "No, it was cut off by his opponent during the duel."

Babar's heart moved, knowing that this was a very rare opportunity. He looked surprised on his face: "How is it possible? Who can have such force? You are a warrior who can throw a rock spear 300 meters away. Even if there are those who are stronger than you, they will not be so much stronger, right?"

At this time, Vorécha was already sitting on the grass, while Babar sat cross-legged across from him. Although Vorécha resented, he still admitted Leonardo's force: "He is stronger than me, this is undeniable. I shouldn't challenge him."

"If you want me to tell me, this is not necessarily true. I think if you were still the body outside, you might not lose. This is because you are not adapting to your new body!" Babar said. He paid attention to the other party's expression, and saw that the other party did not refute. He immediately knew that there was a way, and he continued: "I guess, your opponent must have entered the territory much earlier than you, and he must be more familiar with the new body than you!"

"It's indeed more than two weeks before me." Voretcha thought what Babar said made sense. Two months after their duel took place, Leonardo entered the holy land, only eight weeks later. Leonardo was more familiar with him. For a warrior, this period cannot be ignored.

Babar struck while the iron was hot: "That's right! His force is not stronger than you! He is just more familiar with his body. If he is outside, he may not win!"

"That's it." Voretha had agreed with Babar's statement: "But there is fog everywhere outside, which is too dangerous, it is still safe in the holy land, and it is also beautiful."

"But you are disabled, and you have gone from a leader to a wanderer. Is it worth your sacrifice for this little bit of beauty?" Babar asked back.

Worrecha was speechless. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "What else can you do? I'm just a disabled person!"

In private, he had long resented this damn holy land. If it weren't for this sudden appearance, he would still be the leader of the lair in the past and would never have fallen into such a miserable situation now. And now, Babar successfully guided the resentment in his heart, and almost surfaced.

Babar continued to work hard: "I have a way to regain your strength. Do you think you are willing to do it?"

"You said!" Voretha reached out and grabbed Babar's arm excitedly.

Babar smiled and said, "Do you know Lord Heersin?"

"Evil God Haiersin?"

"No, no, no, it is not an evil god. The goddess of life in this so-called holy land is the evil god! For millions of years, this land has been shrouded in white mist. Lord Heersin has always been our god. The goddess of life suddenly appeared, she is the invader!" Babar was excited when he involved his master.

Worrecha was a little dissatisfied, but he did not argue with the giant over this matter: "Well, it's Lord Heersin, are you saying that he can regain my strength?"

"Of course, as long as you serve him, just like you did before." Babar began his final bewitching.

"I did it before? Didn't I serve him before?" Woretcha was confused. He remembered that he was hunting, escaping, and living in the nest in the White Mist Land, but he had never served God, and he didn't even pray. He was the leader, and the White Mist Land was full of crises. He didn't have that much effort to stumble with God.

"You live in the Land of White Mist, just under the glory of Lord Heersin, you live hard. Living better is to serve Heersin. Lord Heersin is not like the goddess of life here, he doesn't need you to do more." Babar tried every means to improve Heersin's status, and he tried hard to belittle the goddess of life. More importantly, his words were very confusing.

Voretha followed Babar's thoughts and asked, "What should I do now? Is it going to return to the White Mist Land?"

"Of course. If you can bring more people back to the Land of White Mist, that's even better. Remember, the more people you bring, the greater the power you will eventually gain, and you may even have the power to challenge the Abyss Monster!"

"..." Woretha couldn't help but open his eyes wide and challenged the abyss beast. In his eyes, those who could do this were no different from those of God. He was shocked and only was left astonished: "Really?"

In addition to his amazement, flames began to burn in his heart. Who wouldn't want to have the power like a giant beast in the abyss?

"Master Heersin keeps his promise. Of course it is true!" Babar was very dissatisfied with Worrecha's doubts.

"But I'm like this now, I'm afraid no one will listen to me." Worrecha saw his broken arm again. He was in a downturn and did not have loyalty to the goddess of life. As long as he had the chance to regain the glory of the past, he was willing to do anything. Anyway, no matter how bad the situation was, would it be worse than the present?

Babar reached out and touched Worlecha's broken arm. A cold breath surged over, which was the divine power that Heersin left in his body.

The power of God is unimaginable to mortals. Although it is only the tiniest trace, and although it cannot cure Worrecha's broken arm, it is enough to make him very, very strong.

Worlecha's appearance changed rapidly, although his arms were still disabled. However, the shriveled muscles on his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his sparse hair became very dense. His skin was shiny and his whole body was filled with explosive power.

"Did you feel it? This is the glory of Lord Heersin!" Babar smiled.

Worlecha stood up. He waved his arm, and when his arm passed through the air, he made a whistle and whistled. He walked to a tree beside him and punched the tree trunk, making a loud "bang" sound, retracting his fist. The fist was only scratched by the bark, and a clearly visible fist mark appeared on the trunk, and a large number of cracks appeared on the trunks around the fist mark. It can be said that his punch directly killed the tree more than 30 centimeters thick.

His body was far from reaching this level when it was at its peak. The huge power gave Worrecha Wupi's confidence. He turned to Babar and said, "Yes, I feel the power of Lord Heersin. Don't worry, I will let these tribesmen who are confused by the evil gods return to the land of the white mist."

"I'm looking forward to it." Babar smiled. He saw the burning flames in Vorécha's eyes. The giant had wild ambitions in his heart. It seemed that he had chosen the right person.

"By the way, I want to know. What is the name of the opponent who once defeated you?"

"He is the great leader of this land of evil gods. His name is Leonardo!" Vorécha showed hatred on his face. He wanted to go and have a new duel with Leonardo now, but he was not confused yet. He was still invisible here with Heersin's power, so he forced himself to resist the impulse.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you." Babar grinned.

"If you can, bring his arm to me, it's my shame, I'm going to eat it!"

“No problem.”

Babar said goodbye to Worrecha and walked deep into the pilgrimage. Worrecha thought about it in place and sneaked in another direction in the pilgrimage. He was once the leader of the giant, and even now, he had the leader's mind and thinking pattern.

If he wants to take away more people, he has to start from an unobtrusive remote place, and he has to find some capable confidants so that everyone can do great things together!
Chapter completed!