There were temples and believers.
Richard's eyes narrowed as he carefully considered the implications of the princess of Ell's words.
Faith and believers were things that only gods needed. They were also the source of power for those who controlled the rules.
The other party. Was the other party a god?
There was something strange in his heart.
Richard was about to speak when the princess of a fallen kingdom, who was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, interfered again.
Grief filled her voice.
"Great Ruler, when we were fleeing, we heard that the traitor, the raging blood duke, had already believed in the evil god of the abyss… His betrayal was most likely the evil god's lure."
"The entire Ell Kingdom will turn into hell if we fail to stop him!
"In the history of the Kingdom of Ell, the abyssal rift has lured countless people and caused several devastating disasters."
