Of course, everyone knew that faith gained by the God of Death through such means could never last.
Once the temples had the time to deal with it, all the faith gained through these petty tricks would be wiped out. Believers won through threats were never devout to begin with, and changing their faith was an easy matter.
Within the God of Death's small world, the God of Death was examining a skeleton.
The skeleton's bones were dark gold. The pressure emanating from its body alone was enough to prevent a level-five powerhouse from exerting their full strength.
At the skeleton's eye sockets, pure white soul flames could be seen burning within its skull.
Anyone knowledgeable about souls would find that the skeleton's most extraordinary feature was not its dark golden bones, but those white soul flames.
White soul flames indicated that this skeleton possessed unwavering faith and believed in a god recognized by the main world.
Combined with its dark golden bones, it could be determined that this was a devout believer whose strength had reached demigod level. The only question was which of the five great gods it had believed in.
"Unwavering faith and indomitable will are both jokes in the face of absolute power. The God of War's most beloved Holy Spirit Knight has still become my puppet in the end!" the God of Death said, looking at the dark golden skeleton with faint mockery.
The Holy Spirit Knight was a great knight recorded in the War God Codex, the most powerful knight of ten thousand years ago. He had exterminated countless followers of evil gods across the world before ultimately dying in an evil god's trap.
Yet no one had expected that both the Holy Spirit Knight's remains and soul would fall into the hands of