Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

Even the Earth Flame Essence only temporarily enhances cultivation talent. As long as the Earth Flame Essence is not completely exhausted, that kind of law enhancement will continue.

otherwise,

How can the Earth Flame Crystal be a treasure worth ten trillion Earth Crystals?

But the golden space within Hemeros's body is even more wondrous.

This directly saved the situation temporarily.

"Give me one bottle of each of these potions!" Hemos said to the three-eyed merchant.

He himself had no concept of the wonder of the golden space.

I'll try anything that's magical.

In the realm of the earth gods, Hemus could not refine earth crystals, but upon arriving in Hell, he seemed to suddenly be able to.

Along the way from Mirror Moon Cliff, they devoured divine artifacts, items, and so on.

They might all have made contributions.

Although 'refining the power of the main god' is still just a guess, that doesn't stop him from thinking this way.

"Alright~!"

The three-eyed businessman's face blossomed with a smile like a chrysanthemum; he knew he had met a major client today.

While responding,

The three-eyed merchant quickly collected the potions for Heimers.

After all the purchases were completed, Heimers looked at his haul with satisfaction.

"In the past, we relied entirely on intercepting and robbing robbers. In the future, we may have to change this simplistic thinking. Instead of intercepting, we should buy!"

Given the miserable state of these bandits in the wilderness, what good stuff could they possibly have?

As for 'Silver Moon', it was purely an accident. Didn't the countless subsequent attempts by bandits to ambush it also yield nothing?

Chapter 14 The Devil's Trial

Once everything is in place,

Hemerus returned to the first-floor hall of the Demon Castle.

"Research is not something that can be accomplished overnight. I need to get my hands on a Demon Medal first."

He didn't participate in the God Hunter assessment of the Earth God Realm at all.

"The God Hunter, actually, seems pretty good!"

If it weren't for his fire-type talent, Hemeth wouldn't have been in such a hurry to come to the Hell Plane.

"Hello, is this where I register for the Demon Trial? What are the specific registration requirements?"

Upon arriving at the front desk, Heimers politely inquired.

Hello!

The service staff flashed a standard eight-tooth smile.

"This demon application has no other conditions; you only need to pay 10,000 inkstones to participate in the assessment."

"Once you pass the assessment, you'll immediately become a one-star demon..."

The receptionist was a young and beautiful woman, as if you couldn't be a receptionist if you weren't pretty.

As fellow mid-level gods, this woman could clearly sense Hemus's soul, even though he was only a mid-level god!

"Just a mid-level god!"

The beautiful woman glanced at it.

Suddenly, something bright appeared before my eyes.

Susiemita discovered that Heimers had strong features, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. Although his physique was a bit too robust, it was exactly her type.

He couldn't help but remind him, "Sir, the probability of a mid-level god dying in the demon trial is very high."

"According to our incomplete statistics from Demon Castle, in the last 50 Demon Trials, less than 100 out of every 1,000 people survived, and fewer than 50 passed successfully."

"Yo~! Susiemita!"

Before the beautiful receptionist, Susimita, could finish speaking, she was immediately interrupted by a flippant voice, "Is she smitten or what?"

"They actually revealed the assessment data for the Demon Mission on their own initiative!"

Before anyone could react, the person who had spoken appeared in the center of the hall, his eyes fixed on Heimers.

"Damn it, I hate guys like you who are all show and no substance!"

The newcomer was tall, yet skeletal in appearance, giving off a sinister and chillingly unsettling feeling.

"Susiemita, I'm here to participate in this three-star demon assessment. How about I take care of your lover while I'm at it? All you have to do is spend one night with me."

He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of black gas, then his eager gaze brazenly surveyed Susimita.

His wicked eyes seemed to want to tear Susimita's clothes apart.

It's eerie.

"You're dreaming, Saba!"

Susiemita retorted angrily.

She was attracted to a strong, masculine man like Heimers, but not to the point of considering him her lover.

Susie Mita wasn't that promiscuous!

Her family all lived in Yilan City, so she had no qualms about dealing with Saba, that lecherous dog.

If it weren't for the rules of Devil's Castle, Susiemita would have loved to unleash a torrent of abuse.

"Damn bastard! How come he didn't die in the demon mission?"

Although she couldn't say it aloud, Susimita used the most vicious words to curse Saba, that bastard.

"Saba, you lecherous worm, you wouldn't be thinking of making a move on Susimita, would you?"

Suddenly a voice came.

Another group of people dressed in black armor entered the hall of the Demon Castle.

I glanced at the other person's chest and saw a beautifully crafted devil medal hanging there.

This indicates that each of them is a god-level powerhouse who has passed the formal demonic test.

"They've worked for Devil's Castle for generations; even if they haven't done anything particularly meritorious, they've certainly put in the hard work."

"Saba, is that it? I advise you to open your eyes wide!"

After the leader in black armor finished speaking, he took off his helmet.

He revealed a resolute face.

"Lord Salif, have you just returned from Ye Mu Manor?"

Upon seeing an acquaintance, Susimita asked happily.

She can't be ungrateful when someone speaks up for her.

"Haha, it's Susie! How's your father's business?"

Unlike Saba's sinister gaze, Salif's eyes were filled with the loving kindness of an elder towards a younger person when he looked at Susimita.

Although they didn't have a deep relationship, Susiemita's father had worked at Devil's Castle for millions of years.

As a high-ranking god, he had quite a few connections in Yilan City.

"you?"

Anger flashed across Sabana's sunken, skull-like face.

But upon seeing that the person who came was Salif, he could only swallow his words.

He no longer stared at Susimita with that look.

Obediently register for the mission, then leave with the Demon Medal.

Before leaving,

Saba turned and glared fiercely at Heimers, hating him to death.

"Damn it, what does this have to do with me!"

Knowing he was being held a grudge, Heimers could only feign innocence.

"A disaster that came out of nowhere, is it my fault that I'm so handsome and powerful?"

When he recalled Saba's mummy-like face, he suddenly realized that it was perfectly reasonable for the other person to hate him.

"Indeed, if I looked like that, I'd probably be hated by everyone in the world."

Saba is too ugly.

Heimers didn't know if the other party was some kind of special race; if it were human, this situation shouldn't have occurred.

"I want to sign up!"

He stood at the front desk once again, having been so busy eating melons that he hadn't even bothered to pick up the registration form.

Salif completed his quest and immediately accepted a five-star one, and Heimers was not to be outdone.

"Young man, you'd better avoid this mission. Saba is definitely not an easy guy to deal with."

"He holds a grudge!"

After accepting the mission and receiving the stamped token, Salif surprisingly offered a reminder to Heimers.

Thank you.

Heimers nodded.

"But I'll still accept it!"

His tone was calm, clearly indicating that it wasn't just an impulsive act.