The meat of the pig head demon emitted a tempting smell after being roasted. With a little salt, it would be a rare delicacy in the real world.
But for Theodore, the property he added was almost negligible.
Theodore looked at the crowd who were waiting for the blessing.
He chopped out eleven pieces of meat from the pig head demon and divided the meat into ten robust believers with one wave.
The biggest reward for him was zealot Ted.
The eleven people were immediately grateful and knelt down with pig head demon meat in their hands.
After gulping down the meat of the pig head demon meat, they found that their bodies had become incomparably strong. Ordinary swords and blades could not pierce through their skin at all. The most important thing was that their strength had been greatly enhanced, and each of them had become a mighty warrior.
All the disciples present were infused with a little divine power.
Since the lottery was activated, the disciples were more or less blessed by dozens of divine energies.
A little bit of divine power was used to wash the body and heal diseases. After dozens or hundreds of points of divine power were infused into the believers of Theodore, 15 more people with the strength of chivalry warriors were added.
Among them, ten men who had eaten pig demon meat had the most obviously increase in their strength. Theodore felt that they could compete with the great knight.
Several followers with talent in magic directly jumped up to intermediate mage.
Theodore calculated and found that Ted had been infused with 1000 points of divine power, which directly turned into the raging blood flame warrior.
The followers received about 100 divine powers, and they also had the combat power of a knight and a warrior at the medium stage mages.
Although the believers had already seen the great miracle that made Ted from an old man to a strong man.
However, personal experience was another thing. They were all convinced by the great miracle of the God of Fire.
"Oh my God! My old wound has been healed!"
"My leg, my broken leg is growing again."
"I think I can beat you to death with one punch."
The believers were very grateful to Theodore. In just a few seconds, they had become Theodore's zealot.
The onlookers, from excitement to surprise, had been conquered by Theodore.
They had never seen that the wild God would show up in the world, let alone give so many blessings.
The ancient God of Fire could help people regain their youth, regrow their broken limbs, and turn civilians into knights.
Could the wild God do that?
At this moment, they wavered!
More and more people knelt at the feet of the fire god. Even a few stubborn believers of the wild God followed them and began to pray to Theodore.
Looking at the rapidly growing believers, Theodore nodded happily.
An ordinary believer could offer him 0.1 of the divine power every day.
Zealot could contribute 0.5 divine powers to him every day.
Now he had 200 followers and 30 zealots. He could obtain 35 points of divine power in total.
The size of the fire town was still too small. He had to kill the wild God as soon as possible and expand outwards.
Just as everyone was immersed in the fire.
A girl in a white dress slowly walked over. There were a few tears on her beautiful face and her eyes were full of sadness.
"She is the witch!"
These words seemed to have opened Pandoras box, causing a panic among the believers.
It was not until then that the flame shaped Theodore noticed a pair of small deer horns on the girl's head, which looked like the horns of the Eastern Dragon.
The Witch was an unknown existence in this world. They abandoned the gods and were cursed by them in the war of legends. Their descendants were all witches, and it was said that they would bring misfortune to others.
Of course, it was just a rumor. All the true gods were longevity's existences, and they would hold grudges. When they saw the witch who had betrayed them, they would naturally think of the old hatred and suppress them in all ways.
The believers of the gods were naturally disgusted with witches. As time went by, witch gradually became the representative of bad luck.
"Witch Delilah, your God of Fire!"
Her face was full of sadness, and her eyes were dim, like a walking corpse.
"Why do you kowtow to me?" The flame-shaped Theodore instantly came in front of Delilah and carefully looked at the little beauty kneeling at his feet.
"I want the God of Fire to avenge for me."
There was a trace of hatred on Delilah's face. She gritted her teeth and said, "I hope the God of Fire can help me kill the wild God."
"Do you have a grudge against that guy, the wild God?"
"Yes, I have a deep grudge against him. Only by killing him can my family feel relieved."
It turned out that witch Delilah's mother died of premature birth.
She lived with her father, a traveling merchant, and his father bought her with a high price for the transformation technique.
Because she was proficient in transformation technique, she had a relatively happy childhood.
But as she grew older, her beautiful face attracted the attention of the wild God.
The wild God sent out his followers of thieves to encircle and hunt down Delilah's caravan.
There used to be over a hundred guards in the caravan, but only a few people were left overnight.
Once again, she survived the chase of the wild God.
Delilah's father had brought the most precious treasure of their race, the long halberd of the sea god race, in exchange for the understanding of the wild God.
Unexpectedly, the wild God was perfidious. In order to protect Delilah, his father and the remaining guards were killed by the wild God.
"How despicable he is!"
"Yeah, the witch is so pitiful."
"The wild God is a tyrant."
People said indignantly.
They all looked at witch Delilah sympathetically.