Richard raised an eyebrow.
"Recover my strength?"
Tai Long felt a fatal danger from his entire body and hurriedly explained.
"Yes, believers of Lolita's statue had always worshipped her, and it already has a certain amount of faith power."
Richard was intrigued.
"The power of faith in other gods is also useful to you?"
The god of deception said in a trembling voice.
"I... I have the priesthood of stealing. The power of faith was also within the scope of stealing."
Richard's expression was sparingly strange.
Good heavens, as expected of the ancestor of thieves. He could even steal the power of other gods. There was no one else.
Through the ancient god statue, he could sense that the dried, old thin man did not lie before the power that could kill him.
This god of deception was clever.
"Why were you trapped here?"
