After finishing all this, Han Wu looked toward the group of goblins.
Han Wu had been able to raise his divinity to 4 points so quickly entirely because of the two Saint Goblins that had suddenly appeared.
But just how had these two goblins become Saints?
Han Wu did not understand.
But he was willing to use goblin lives to experiment.
Han Wu ordered those goblins to come closer.
Fulfilling their duty as believers, the goblins obeyed Han Wu's words and approached him with ingratiating expressions.
Several gluttonous goblins set their sights on the troll corpse again and ran over, ready to take a bite.
Han Wu unleashed his power once more, his sharp blade effortlessly cutting down those gluttonous goblins.
That action suddenly gave rise to more than a dozen Fanatical Believers among the goblins.
Yet no Saints were born.
Han Wu seemed to understand what these goblins were thinking.
They knew they were weak, so they felt inferior and worshipped powerful lifeforms.
Even if that powerful lifeform slaughtered their own kind.
This sort of mentality could be summed up in one word: cheap.
"What a truly cheap race," Han Wu assessed.
He then cut two fingers from the troll and tossed them to the two goblins who had already become his Saints.
The two Saint Goblins knelt in gratitude. They held the troll fingers in their hands as though they were enormous carrots.
"Eat," Han Wu ordered.
Only then did the two Saint Goblins begin gnawing greedily, abandoning all concern for appearances.
The troll's rock-hard fingers became, in their mouths, peerless delicacies cooked for ages, making the other goblins drool with envy.
Han Wu took the opportunity to spread his faith. "Believe in me, and you can have delicious food!"
Under that temptation, one goblin's faith underwent a