Since they were not thieves, everyone straightforwardly went searching it up, and quickly found the planting sphere. On their way back, Negris had Ange leave behind a small bag of Elf Beans and murmured something so that a young believer could take them.
"Spread the truth, may the God of Knowledge bless you," Negris muttered.
With the Elf Beans in hand, the young believer lowered his head reverently towards them in the darkness.
On their way back, Negris gloated: "I have the most, the most followers."
Durken groaned in irritation, "Stop bragging."
"Lalala, whatever, the stronger Ange gets, the better off I'll be. Now, I'm just a naked spirit, it feels so wrong. What if we get into a fight and can't win, and Ange's body gets destroyed, and my consciousness goes back, what will we do?" Negris lamented.
Durken nodded, "Yes, I also need to find materials to transform this body's heart into a Life Box, so I can resurrect in case anything happens."
