Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

Some people were extremely puzzled.

"You don't even know about One-Punch Demon, this newly risen powerhouse?"

The ephemeral images of the Seven Star Demon Battle are extremely valuable resources, even within the Demon Castle.

The Demon Castle sold the Floating Crystal to the Silver Moon Demon, taking into account that the other party was a Seven-Star Demon.

Otherwise, whether one is even eligible to purchase is still uncertain.

This is of course just a minor hurdle; the purchase restrictions are only due to concerns about insufficient wealth, not an absolute obstacle.

Otherwise, an ordinary five-star demon would never be willing to spend 3 billion inkstones just to buy a crystal ball that a level seven water mage could create.

It's possible that the inkstone used to buy the Floating Shadow Crystal Ball was already their entire fortune.

The differences between five-star demons are also enormous.

People like Bassim, who accumulated astonishing wealth over countless years by possessing such a unique and enchanting castle, have amassed remarkable riches.

It's actually worth tens of trillions.

But the poorest five-star demon might only have a few billion inkstones.

These are usually newly promoted five-star demon powerhouses.

"One-Punch Demon?"

"Never heard of it!"

For tens of thousands of years, the vast majority of powerful beings in Hell did not know Hemerus, unless they were super strong.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have the energy to care about ordinary high-ranking gods or mid-ranking demons.

It's not that they don't care, it's just that they don't have the financial means.

As lower-ranking gods in Hell, they primarily learned of the reputations of powerful figures through word of mouth.

Even the legends and biographies in the city's unscrupulous tabloids.

"Anyone with a title is at least a Seven-Star Demon in strength."

"I heard from a certain lord in the Demon Castle that One-Punch Demon, a single person, slaughtered dozens of Seven-Star Demons from eighteen families."

"This is too strong. How can One-Punch Demon be so strong when both are Seven-Star Demons?"

The pride of the residents of Hongyang Prefecture City is Baldivi, who has served as the prefecture lord for countless trillions of years.

They suddenly disappeared.

This dealt a huge blow to the supporters of Baldivi in ​​Rainbow City.

Where is our Lord of the Manor? Where has our invincible Lord of the Manor gone?

"No, no, no, how could anyone be stronger than Lord Baldivi?"

As Heimers accepted the challenge from the Bone Demon, public opinion immediately erupted in Rainbow Sun City.

Tarenaar thus directly indicated that Heimers was the new Lord of the Palace.

There wasn't even an explanation that this was personally appointed by the Supreme God.

Because it involves the main god, both Heimers and Tarenall appropriately omitted the part about the main god.

In the Hell dimension, everything about the Supreme God is shrouded in mystery, and the Supreme God is happy to maintain this mystery.

The Supreme God is a powerful and undeniably great being.

It's best to avoid even discussing the Lord God in the outside world.

……

Outside Hongyang City, on a mountain peak.

"Hemeros?"

A purple-haired youth spoke in a low voice. He had a handsome face and a lightning rune between his eyebrows.

Could it be that person?

A slender, purplish-black soft sword was wrapped around his waist, and a hint of longing appeared on his handsome face.

"Perhaps only he could have achieved such a brilliant accomplishment?"

Clang!

The soft sword was drawn, infused with black destructive divine power, and the blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, sliced ​​through the void before him.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle~!"

The incredibly solid space was cleaved open by the purple soft sword, creating a narrow opening resembling a bamboo leaf.

The seven-colored spatial turbulence was blocked by the restorative power of the hellish space before it could even surge in.

"But I'm not bad either!"

The purple-haired youth sheathed his purple soft sword and muttered to himself.

"It only took me, Victor, tens of thousands of years to go from a mid-level god to a seven-star demon."

The quest item for passing the demon test was actually purchased.

This is a stain that Victor can never erase.

He did consider silencing them.

But Aiken, who presided over that demonic trial, is now a powerful figure in the Purple Thorn Continent.

Even Heimers, who participated in the same batch of assessments, has now earned the title of One-Punch Demon.

"Perhaps this is fate!"

Victor sighed.

"As long as we have absolute strength, let the outside world talk."

In hell.

People are falling all the time. Of the 17 people who passed the test, very few are still alive today, and even fewer have the right to laugh at him.

Victor is no longer on the same level as them.

"I'd like to see if you're qualified to be the head of the manor."

Having witnessed Hemeros's battle against Lucio, he believed that he could do the same if he gave it his all.

Because of racial characteristics.

With his understanding of the rules of the Seven-Star Demon, Victor could kill Seven-Star Demons as easily as slaughtering dogs.

Not only is the gap between the palace lords as obvious as an insurmountable chasm, but the same is true among the Seven Star Demon experts.

It's even more obvious.

Because the Seven Star Demons are not as strong as the Asuras, their racial talents have a greater impact on their strength.

Just like the effect of a main divine artifact on a Great Perfection expert, it's just so-so.

That's because the main artifact no longer provides them with much help.

Aside from attacking the main artifact, the main artifacts for spirit defense and physical defense can no longer provide any defensive amplification.

As long as there is willpower, it doesn't matter whether the opponent is a super divine beast or a peak Asura.

They were all just weaklings being manipulated.

The Great Perfection realm is a unique and unparalleled existence among gods.

They simply cannot use mystical methods to calculate combat strength.

Even a single fragment of a soul's will can amplify the power of a main god, let alone a god-level powerhouse.

It should be understood that the power of a soul's will is completely incomparable to the power of a main god's will in terms of quantity.

However, because this power of will is empowered by the soul, and the profound mysteries of the fusion law are also in the soul, the reaction here cannot be explained by a mere tenfold increase.

The acquisition of the power of will, especially the first power of will at the Great Perfection, is a qualitative change for a god-level being.

……

"Perhaps we still have a chance to fight."

Under the influence of Victor's innate abilities, those with weaker wills simply cannot withstand it.

The instantaneous surge of willpower was enough to destroy the will to resist most of Victor's enemies.

"It's time to go to Hongyang Mountain."

"Boom!"

Black divine power surged within Victor's body, and his figure vanished into the mountains in the blink of an eye.

They headed straight for Hongyang Mountain, which resembled a sun-shaped disc not far away.

……

"Blood Shark, what do you think of Hemeros's strength?"

Inside the Blood Shark Tavern, Olafur sat facing Hamad, his heart unable to find peace.

"Unexpectedly, I originally wanted to take advantage of the Lord of the Manor, but who would have thought that a one-punch demon would suddenly appear out of nowhere."

Olafell was unwilling to accept this.

For some powerful individuals, a mere few thousand years is roughly equivalent to a single period of seclusion.

Whether it's deducing the fusion of profound laws, or studying magic circles and unorthodox methods.

Time is worthless.

"You saw 'The Shadow of the Devil's Castle' too? What did you think of it?"

Hamad did not answer, but instead asked Olafel.

"No matter what, the White Bone Gourd should be able to mitigate some of the damage. For the remaining attack power, we'll have to rely on high-level artifacts and defensive techniques."

Olafur looked grave.

"Does this mean that the physical defense of your skeletal artifact is far superior to that of a high-level divine artifact?"