By now, whether on the Aio Continent or the Sacred Continent, the divine kingdoms had already swept up an overwhelming number of human believers.
So if Nalant wanted to snatch food from the mouths of those divine kingdoms, setting aside the danger—
the cost alone would make it utterly not worth it.
For instance, if he wanted to recruit believers within the territory of some divine kingdom, he would need to wage war as though conquering cities and seizing land.
Not to mention that his current strength was still insufficient to fight those divine kingdoms—even if he seized the territory, he would have to nibble away at it step by step.
First a small town, then a small city.
The effort and reward simply were not proportional.
Yet the fastest path for him to rise was likewise to gather faith.
With the power of faith, he could continuously strengthen both his subordinates and himself.
Thus, after seeing these other races, he had an idea.
That was to have these other races contribute the power of faith to him.
After all, he had already confirmed that the power of faith was not exclusive.
As long as believers were devout enough in their hearts, even if they worshipped ten gods, they could still contribute the power of faith to all ten gods.
Together, the other races of the Aio Continent numbered no fewer than humans.
It was only that these races were usually scattered everywhere in tribes of varying sizes.
But as long as Nalant absorbed them bit by bit, small streams would eventually form a river.
Moreover, he would not need to worry about touching upon the divine kingdoms' interests and being attacked by every divine kingdom before he had even developed.
Next, Nalant finished a sumptuous meal with the