Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

"Hmph!"

He merely glared fiercely at Folhan kneeling on the ground before dissipating the clone.

……

Blood Sea Plane, Silvermoon City.

This is the headquarters of the Amethyst Alliance in the Blood Sea Plane, where a grand banquet is currently being held.

"Come, drink this cup to the brim!"

Leisijing put his arm around Rilmons's shoulder and said, completely disregarding the fact that the other party was only a mid-level god.

Heimers just watched with a smile.

“Rilmons, although I don’t know what special methods you have, from now on you are the fifth elder of our Amethyst Alliance.”

Reisjing placed a ring, which appeared to be carved from amethyst, on Reimons's hand.

"Remember, there is no hierarchy among the alliance elders. As long as someone is an elder, they have the right to speak within the Purple Crystal Alliance."

Rilmons recognized the ring as its master and discovered that it was actually a rare soul defense artifact.

This is so precious.

Unlike physical attack or defense artifacts, which are categorized into superior, medium, and inferior levels, soul defense artifacts are rare and do not have a hierarchy.

In the entire hell, there are definitely no more than five people qualified to forge soul defense artifacts.

Of course, except for the main god.

"Drink this cup to the brim."

Silver Moon Demon Blahoch, Purple Blood Demon Victor, and Friel, the Flame Serpent from the Realm of Fire.

And Heimers's pet, the Sky Rat Tarinar.

The four of them raised their glasses at the same time.

Although Friel is a powerful figure in the Vulcan Realm, he has joined the Amethyst Alliance and cannot return to the Vulcan Realm.

Anyway, mythical beasts are usually all alone, so they don't have any burdens.

"Thank you, sirs!"

Rilmons was filled with excitement. The people present were all big shots, figures he could only see in the shadows. He felt that he was not qualified to drink with these big shots.

"I am merely a mid-level god."

"No, apart from Master, your potential far surpasses that of the four of us."

Tarenall, who has reverted to his goofy and chubby self, said that in public, he usually presents himself as a shrewd old man.

Tarena only appears in this form in front of Heimers and a few other Seven Star Demons.

"How to say?"

Of the few people present, only Tarenall knew that Rilmons was a mutated soul.

"Owner."

Tarenael didn't speak, but simply looked at Heimers.

"Haha, let me explain this."

Heimers suddenly laughed.

“Rilmons, don’t be nervous. Soul mutants like you are rare in the endless planes, but there are still a few.”

Rilmons looked serious and gently reassured him.

"Quite a few?"

Upon hearing from Heimers that there were many others in the same situation, Rilmons' attention was immediately diverted.

"What soul mutation? What is that? Can the soul mutate?"

Although everyone present was strong, the weakest was Rilmons.

However, people don't really know much about soul mutation.

Including Lei Sijing, who was already a little drunk.

"Soul mutation is a special state under certain specific circumstances, usually when one suffers a severe soul injury, or other strange states, in any case, it is not a normal situation."

"Although the souls of the strong all originate from the split of the original body, after merging with the clone of laws or rules, the clone soul can only comprehend the laws or rules of its own system."

"The perception of laws or rules that are not native to this system approaches zero infinitely."

“But there is an extremely rare special case in the world, and they are all exceptions. Rilmons is what I call a soul mutation.”

After saying this, Heimers looked at Rilmons.

"Is what you are revealing now your destructive clone?"

"Yes, my lord."

Rilmons nodded.

"Then let's show them the laws of lightning."

With a wave of his hand, Heimers separated Rilmons's seat, placing him some distance from the others.

"Yes, my lord."

Rilmons did not refuse; he did not even ask about the relationship between the grey elf and Heimos.

In his mind, the gray-robed elf was probably a powerful figure from the Amethyst Alliance.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have intervened to save him.

"My lords, this is merely the electromagnetic mystery of the laws of lightning; I will only demonstrate its simple application."

"Boom!"

Two bolts of lightning formed in Rilmons's hand, but they intertwined to create a strange force field.

"Why does this lightning law look so similar to my amethyst space?"

The divine power within the Reiss crystal surged, instantly dispelling his previous drunkenness. Reimons' performance had finally piqued his interest.

"No, this is clearly a destruction clone. Could this be what soul mutation means?"

Although Leisijing has been around for quite some time, he is not particularly knowledgeable. His knowledge and experience are not even comparable to those of a five-star demon from Hell.

“That’s not all,” Heimers said. “The most terrifying thing about soul mutants is that they can fuse different kinds of profound mysteries. Fusing two different kinds of profound mysteries is equivalent to fusing three of the same kind of profound mysteries.”

"In addition, soul mutants can also fuse with alien divine power, instantly increasing their power tenfold."

As he finished speaking, two colors of energy, one purple and one black, appeared simultaneously in Rilmons's hand.

Then, it easily merged into an unknown purplish-black energy.

"Once Rilmons becomes a high god, and merges the profound mysteries of the lightning law and the rules of destruction, he will immediately possess the strength of a seven-star demon."

Heimers continued, saying that he now vaguely understood that Rilmons must have hit a dead end.

Previously, they were either struggling with the same profound laws or lacked guidance.

Although there are many soul mutants, few truly become powerful.

It's not just because the fusion of different species is extremely difficult, but also because each soul mutant has to figure it out on their own.

"This, sir?"

Rilmons looked shocked.

"How do you know more than I, a soul mutant?"

He himself probably didn't understand that the path of a soul mutant is like this.

"Hahaha!"

Resjing and Victor both smiled at the same time.

Among them, Lei Sijing's smile was the most menacing.

"Because the master is at the Great Perfection level, there are no more than twenty Great Perfection experts in this world."

Tarenaar looked proud, as if he were the one who had achieved perfection.

"No no no!"

Lei Sijing shook his bald head like a rattle drum.

“My mother once said that many so-called Great Perfection beings are not truly Great Perfection beings. Excluding the divine avatars of the main god who travel between heaven and earth, there are not even 10 Great Perfection beings in the endless planes.”

"Now, do you understand the significance of my Great Perfection?"

He also had an arrogant look on his face.

This performance.

He completely blocked any attempts by Victor, Brehodge, and Freer to flatter him.

"No, you have to give us a chance!"

Victor was on the verge of tears.

Blaihot and Friel exchanged a helpless glance.

"Great, Great Perfection?"

Previously, everyone was only shocked by Rilmons's soul mutation, but now it's finally Rilmons's turn to be shocked.

Compared to the little-known phenomenon of soul mutation, the reputation of a Great Perfection expert is known to almost everyone.

"Lord Heimers, are you a Great Perfection expert?"

Rilmons said.

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"Haha, don't underestimate the Blood Sea Plane. There is also a Great Perfection of the Law of Light here."

Heimers did not respond directly.