"Heracles?"
Houtu felt rather bewildered as she listened to his awkward accent.
"Your names are too strange. Do you have anything simpler? Something easier to understand?"
"If you want faith, shouldn't you make it easier for your believers to remember?"
The bull-headed monster fell silent for a moment.
It seemed his name really was rather hard to remember.
"How about this? You can call me the Darkness God, then take my statues with you to spread the faith. As long as people pray to my statues, I can receive their faith just the same. The effect is identical."
After saying that, he actually pulled out several wooden carvings and stone statues, all exact likenesses of himself.
There was no doubt this fellow had come prepared.
In other words, he had possessed these wooden carvings and stone statues all along, specifically to spread his faith.
Houtu guessed that this so-called god was collecting faith to gather power as well.
It seemed the factions within this darkness competed quite fiercely with one another.
Otherwise, this bull-headed monster would never have compromised.
Of course, the main reason was still that Houtu was strong enough. He could not subdue them quickly and simply did not want to waste time here.
Once both sides had reached an agreement, Houtu motioned for the bull-headed man to step forward and absorb the Dark Power from the other Saints.
Houtu watched him nervously, afraid he might pull some trick.
The bull-headed monster, however, knew how to behave and made no strange moves.
After he absorbed all the Dark Power from their bodies.
The Saints finally began to stir awake.
"I have fulfilled my promise. I hope you will fulfill yours as well. The great Darkness God is watching you. If you fail to honor our agreement and help