Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

Suddenly, a group of red giants, each hundreds of meters tall, flew in from a distance.

"who is it?"

A series of angry roars shook the wilderness.

"Who is disturbing the peace of our Salasis tribe?"

The leading giant suddenly changed.

A red-bearded old man, over three meters tall, flew to Heimers.

"Is that you, stranger?"

The old man with the red beard had an unfriendly expression, but when he saw Heimers's muscular body, a hint of appreciation flashed in his red eyes.

But he remained composed.

The enormous crimson eyes stared intently at Hemeros.

"This one……"

Heimers was speechless. He had only accelerated his descent, how could he have caused such a commotion?

"I didn't do anything to you, did I? It just flew down from the sky, who says it can't just crash down on us?"

He still looked aggrieved.

"I was planning to stay here for a while, but I ended up running into some indigenous people, which was a bit awkward!"

Moreover, Heimers dislikes easily revealing his true form as a golden mountain, preferring to hide among the mountains.

He silently swallowed the treasure.

Nobody knows for sure.

"Outsider, you still haven't answered my question?"

The old man with the red beard seemed to have a bad temper, or perhaps his temperament had changed due to his living environment.

It's like eating volcanic lava.

"It's me, what are you going to do about it?"

Hemos killed countless people along the way, but they were all bandits who tried to rob him.

He felt no burden whatsoever after killing them all.

But this time was different, because strictly speaking, Heimers did indeed disturb the peace of the giant tribe.

Moreover, although the old man with the red beard was irritable, he didn't actually attack him. Instead, he kept pointing at the deep pit and asking if he was the one who did it.

"Not good!"

Redbeard shook his head.

“You have disturbed us, but if you fight me, regardless of the outcome, our Volcano Giant race will allow you to settle here.”

For some reason, this guy actually looked excited.

"Hey, don't you know that every fight carries risks?"

Hemeros thought to himself.

"I won't bully you. We'll fight with pure physical strength. I won't use any divine power."

The old man looked excited, which sent a chill down Heimers' spine.

"This...this old wall lamp, could it be facing the wrong direction?"

Thinking of his stunningly beautiful face, he was immediately filled with worry.

"Damn it, if I find out anything, I'll smash you into a culture medium for volcanic bacteria."

Before Heimers could think it through,

Crimson flames suddenly erupted from the old man's body.

"Are you ready?"

This guy is quite particular; he really didn't use any superior divine power.

However, the fusion of the divine body and the holy domain body is still necessary, otherwise what are we fighting for?

His holy domain body, hundreds of meters long, was disproportionate to Heimers's height of just over three meters.

Come on~!

To be honest, this was the first time Hemers had met someone who, like him, preferred to solve everything with his fists.

"Boom!"

With a single stomp, the charred black rocks shattered, and the giants following the red-bearded old man scattered in panic.

"Get out of the way, you brat!" the old man, who looked like a big red bastard, laughed.

"Today, I'm going to show you what real combat is!"

The Volcanic Giants are a race that reveres violence and is particularly fond of pure physical combat.

"Come on~!"

Hemerus and the red-bearded volcano giant stood on opposite sides, surrounded by scorched earth and occasional smoking lava fissures.

The volcanic giants surrounding the area were mostly young people with Saint-level strength.

They occasionally murmured amongst themselves, but dared not disturb the two powerful figures who were about to clash.

"The clan leader is a high-level god. It wouldn't be very honorable for him to win against a mid-level god."

These are truly a group of filial sons, actually criticizing the clan leader.

To know,

Salasis was not only the patriarch who ruled over the volcano giants, but also their ancestor.

By setting an example now, we are also doing so for the future of the Volcano Giant race.

Salasis would never admit that he was simply itching to show off his skills after seeing Hemerus's imposing presence.

"Boom!"

Hemos stomped his foot and assumed a fighting stance as well.

The ground shattered in response.

His muscles gleamed in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a statue of a warrior ready to meet a challenge.

Salasis took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with a thirst for battle, and his rock-hard body radiated an astonishing sense of power.

However, crimson magma was constantly flowing beneath his skin.

Hemerus is different; his skin is entirely gold underneath.

That's the effect of merging with the original body.

With a surge in power, material defense and material attack capabilities have also increased dramatically.

With the silver canopy of his mind in his heart, he was fearless!

"Boom!"

The moment the duel began, the red-bearded old man charged toward Hemeros with astonishing speed.

His fist sliced ​​through the air, sending a scorching rush of air through it.

Heimers remained calm, dodging to the side while simultaneously counterattacking. His fist, like a heavy hammer, slammed into the red-bearded old man's shoulder.

"Bang!" The collision of the two forces stirred up a cloud of dust and rock fragments.

There were no divine powers or light effects, only the purest collision of flesh.

"Bang bang bang~!"

"Hi~!"

The continuous hammer blows caused the red-bearded old man to let out a cry of pain, but then, a deeper appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"That's it, that's what a real battle is!"

Even though he was at a disadvantage, Salasis did not use his superior divine power.

He simply relied on his physical strength and combat experience to fight against Heimers.

"Bang bang bang~!"

"Boom!"

The sounds of fists whistling through the air and bodies colliding were incessant.

Although Salasis's fighting skills were superior, Heimers' physical strength was on a completely different level.

As the battle progressed, Heimers gradually gained the upper hand.

The saying "one force can overcome ten techniques" perfectly describes the current situation.

Heimers is making rapid progress!

Moreover, combat skills themselves require constant practice.

Although he had experienced many battles along the way, they were all crushed by strength and the profound mysteries of the laws, and did not improve his combat skills much.

Things are different now.

Chapter 11 Salasis

Where else can you find such a good deal: a volcanic giant who is a high-ranking god who is willing to use his divine power to feed you attacks?

Hemos found his rhythm and became increasingly excited as he fought.

Every punch he threw was incredibly precise, and every kick he delivered was powerful and heavy.

Every punch lands squarely, every kick is devastating.

Although the red-bearded old man was brave, he began to feel powerless against Hemerus's almost perfect physical coordination and strength control.

Obvious wounds began to appear on his body, and blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.