Along the way, Jia Lu had been weighed down by worries.
A dead Great Devil lost all his Power of Faith, which meant losing everything.
Although those damned little fellows still respected Jia Lu, it was merely the remnant of his former prestige.
For Jia Lu, this was a huge gamble. He could no longer be certain whether what he was doing was worth it...
But after losing his strength, he inevitably felt a tremendous psychological gap!
"Bang!"
Jia Lu smashed open the doors of the Devil Great Hall with one punch.
Inside the hall, Tu Te and the other two Great Devils immediately turned their gazes toward him.
Looking at Jia Lu, who had suddenly shrunk by countless sizes, the muscles on the Great Devils' faces twitched involuntarily before they burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha..."
"It's really hard to get used to seeing you become so small all of a sudden!"
The three Great Devils were not the only ones laughing uproariously.
The Little Devils cowering in the corner also let out shrill laughter.
"Lord Jia Lu actually became this small!"
"But he's still bigger than us!"
"But in terms of strength, he's pathetically weak now, right?"
The Little Devils danced and waved their limbs about. These seven Little Devils were rather special beings. They were vicious creatures refined from the Devil race through special means, and they did not rely on Power of Faith to survive.
Thus, even if Saints killed these Little Devils, their strength would not be weakened.
"Whoosh!"
The Little Devil called "Pride" suddenly flashed and appeared above Jia Lu's head.
Although Jia Lu's body was only a little over thirty yards tall, he was still a colossal figure to the dwarf-like Little Devils.
But in terms of strength, this Little Devil was far more powerful