Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

Salasis was stubborn and insisted on not using divine power to repair it.

He took toughness to the extreme.

"The clan leader is injured!"

The group of filial sons in the distance finally realized something was wrong.

"Even the clan leader gets injured; he can be abused too?"

What a filial son!

Seeing their clan leader completely outmatched, these young giants actually felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Wow, that's awesome!"

"This blond guy must be a giant too. Judging from his size and skin color, he's definitely a giant."

Because it was a challenge, and a bare-handed fight, they weren't worried about their clan leader's safety at all.

The clan leader is a high-ranking god, while his opponent is just a minor mid-ranking god. What is there to worry about?

"Hahaha, now we're not the only ones suffering!"

To get a better view of the battle, they all shrunk their size.

They watched and enjoyed the thrill of seeing others being physically abused.

It's absolutely gorgeous!

……

Finally, after another violent collision, the red-bearded old man was punched in the chest by Hemeros.

"Pfft!" Salasis's chest caved in.

He was like a huge stone that had been thrown into the air, and he landed heavily on the scorched ground in the distance.

It stirred up a cloud of dust.

He tried to stand up, but eventually knelt on one knee, panting heavily, clearly exhausted.

Without using divine power to recover, Redbeard Salasis is no longer able to fight.

Hemerus did not pursue, which was also his preferred fighting style.

"Awesome!"

He couldn't help but shout.

Perhaps influenced by his unique race, Heimers increasingly felt that he was a violent maniac.

Why do I like violent and direct combat style so much?

"It's the bloodline of Jinshan!"

Every human being has a violent gene lurking in their blood; in his past life, Heimers enjoyed watching car accident videos.

He didn't understand why, but now he's finally found a reason to comfort himself.

In any case, Hemetheus would never admit to his violence; he would blame everything on his own body.

"However, this red-bearded old man is really to my liking!"

Therefore, Hemeth looked at Salasis with the same admiration.

They appreciated each other's talents.

It turns out we're the same kind of people!

……

Are you alright?!

Hemos walked up to the red-bearded old man, Salasis.

He extended his hand and said, "You are truly a worthy opponent."

"The fact that they strictly adhered to the rules and did not use any superior divine power is the most admirable thing!"

This is truly rare!

Salasis could have easily turned the tide by unleashing even a fraction of his divine power, but he stubbornly suppressed his instinctive urges.

They would rather lose face in front of their descendants than break their battle agreement.

It's difficult for most people to do that.

Along the way, Heimers encountered too many bullies.

For example, bandits along the way.

This group of people are often the kind of fools who don't know their own limitations, or even just high-level gods who have refined their divine essence.

They come to rob with glee, and then happily offer themselves up for execution.

He's bad at the game but loves to play!

Compared to Salasis in front of them, those guys are nothing.

"Hahaha~!"

Having overcome the initial awkwardness, the red-bearded old man raised his head again and let out a hearty laugh.

He has always been open-minded and magnanimous.

"That felt so good! I haven't felt this good in ages!"

Hemos could actually detect sincerity in the old man's laughter.

The volcano giant probably disdains hypocritical lies; confronting its opponents head-on is its way of life.

Regardless of victory or defeat!

“My name is Salasis, and I am the chieftain of the Bisvolcano giants.”

Grabbing Hemerus's outstretched hand, Salasis used her divine power to heal her injuries.

This also demonstrates his attitude.

We admit defeat!

Proud as he was, he actually admitted defeat without hesitation.

If it weren't for admitting defeat!

He was determined not to use divine power to repair his body.

The creed of the volcano giant is to rest for a while before fighting again.

"My name is Hemeros!"

This was the first time Hemoth had revealed his real name, and it was in Hell, far from the realm of the gods.

It must be said that sincerity is always the most lethal weapon.

"Ah! Your strength is as admirable as your power. Hemes, from this day forward, you are a friend of our Salasi tribe."

Looking at Heimos, a complex emotion flashed in Salasis's eyes.

Admiration? Appreciation? Envy?

Perhaps both are true!

Finally, he gave a hearty smile and gripped Hemeros's hand tightly.

"Roar roar roar~!"

The surrounding giants cheered, excited by the spectacular showdown.

The Volcano Giants are a group of guys who worship absolute violence.

They are also a special race with keen soul perception.

Heimers' sincerity.

Not only could the clan leader Salasis sense it, but even these lower-level gods and even the little guys with only Saint-level strength could sense it.

……

"Do you really have to leave?"

A group of red-skinned volcanic giants stared longingly at Hemerus.

His eyes were filled with reluctance.

"Yes, without you here, we're the ones who suffer!"

Several volcanic giants with the strength of lower and middle-level gods thought to themselves.

Although they are straightforward, they are not stupid; they can only think these words and not say them aloud.

otherwise,

What awaited them was undoubtedly the loving fist of their own clan leader.

"No, Salasis, I still have to participate in the demon trial."

Heimers has already made his decision.

Before heading to the Amethyst Mountains, I'll get myself a Demon Medal.

"You know, even with my strength, I always end up being robbed for no reason."

Heme is a golden mountain, and the Salasis group is a volcanic giant in the Bismarck volcano.

Although one was born with the talent of the Earth Law and the other with the talent of the Fire Law, they were compatible in their straightforward personalities.

In a sense, Heimers can also be classified as a race of giants.

For example, the Earth Giants, and the king of the Earth Giants, the Earth King.

It's not that they look alike, but rather that their personalities and lifestyles are similar.

For example, neither Heimers nor the Volcano Giant liked living in relatively safe cities.

He prefers the outdoors!

I especially love the vast, natural mountains.