Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

It's almost impossible to buy directly from the Demon Castle like the Silver Moon Demon.

The official organizations of the four supreme realms and the seven elemental planes have all tacitly removed all Floating Stones related to Heimers' actions from their shelves.

Some of these have been preserved by the outside world.

Because the battle phantoms created by Heimers have been sold for hundreds of thousands of years, there are quite a few in the market.

But that didn't work either.

Organizations like Devil's Castle or Monster Castle prohibit any mention of Heimers.

As time goes by, those fleeting images will gradually disappear.

Battle is everywhere.

Once a powerful figure dies, the spatial rings on their hands will either be damaged or become unusable.

The shimmering crystals hidden within will gradually diminish.

Given enough time.

They will eventually disappear.

At that time, as long as those super strong individuals or super forces retain their illusory images, these illusory images will become resources for super forces to recruit strong individuals.

The strong can improve their strength not only through fighting, but also by watching the strong fight.

On-site observation yields the best results.

But that's almost impossible.

Therefore, watching the shadowy images of powerful figures battling each other has become a form of relaxation for these individuals during their arduous training.

If you're lucky, you might even experience a sudden enlightenment while watching the ephemeral images.

But the probability of that is too low.

It is almost negligible.

However, the pursuit of strength by the strong is never-ending.

While watching the ephemeral images is not as good as being there in person, where in this world are there so many super strong people fighting each other?

To witness the fleeting images of super-strong individuals battling is an incredibly lucky thing.

In later generations, Mo Si established a family city on Miluo Island, and at the same time, he used the illusion of battles between strong people to attract strong people to come.

Then, he spared no expense in using soul control to expand the power of the Bagshaw family.

"Israel, from now on, you must keep a close eye on any news about Lord Heimers."

Ashcroft said, "If you can become Lord Heimers' follower, then my Ashcroft family can also get some publicity."

"Followers?"

Israel gave a wry smile. "The Great Perfection doesn't need any followers. As long as the Supreme God doesn't intervene, no one can threaten him. Who would want such a burden as followers?"

indeed so.

Since Heimers took Barmer as his disciple during his intermediate godhood, he has not done so again, even though the three of them, including Blahodge, are not considered followers.

At most, they could be considered under his command.

Although we are now in the age of the main god, so-called follower rituals are no longer valued by many people.

But since this ancient form exists, it must have its audience. Just like the Equal Contract in Warcraft, everyone knows the benefits of signing an Equal Contract.

But very few people can do it.

The fact that the Equal Contract requires monsters to sign it voluntarily, and it can only be done once in a lifetime, means that very few people can meet the requirements.

Therefore, master-servant contracts are the mainstream.

"As far as I know, Heimers and Res Crystal have joined forces to form some kind of Purple Crystal Alliance, which includes quite a few Seven-Star Demons."

"You might not necessarily have no chance."

Ashcroft said.

As if he had thought of something.

He couldn't help but blush. If given the chance, Ashcroft would also like to follow in Hemeros's footsteps.

Isn't that amazing?

Instead of being the proper Lord of the Styx River, he wants to follow another Lord.

Reality is truly amazing.

If one could choose between the Lord of the Styx Palace and a follower of the Great Perfection.

Ashcroft would choose the latter without hesitation.

Although the Lord of the Prefecture holds a high position, in the face of a Great Perfection cultivator, he is practically no different from an ant.

"Yes, what should I do now? I can't find Lord Hemes at all."

Israel was also helpless.

His father was indeed very happy that he had escaped death.

But while Ashcroft was happy, he was also blaming Israel.

If he were given such an opportunity, it wouldn't be unreasonable for him to kneel down on the spot and immediately swear allegiance.

Becoming a follower of a Great Perfection Supreme God is the ultimate dream of countless powerful beings.

"Didn't you ask?"

Ashcroft was not giving up.

"I didn't dare to ask. I felt like I was just an insignificant ant in front of Lord Hemes."

Israel lowered his head, his heart filled with deep fear and helplessness.

At the critical moment of life and death, as Heimers blocked the main artifact in Brest's hand, Israel's soul went blank, and he had no time to weigh the pros and cons.

Heimers, having obtained the Battle Soul Orb, didn't linger and vanished in the blink of an eye, so fast that Israel couldn't even track its flight path.

“Israel.” Ashcroft’s tone suddenly turned serious.

"Father."

Israel looked up, his gaze equally serious, awaiting his father's next words.

"Go to Hell now, to Rainbow Sun Prefecture on the Purple Thorn Continent. Lord Heimers is still the prefect there. If you still can't find the Purple Crystal Alliance, go to the Purple Crystal Mountains."

Ashcroft was determined not to let Israel lose this opportunity.

Even if I can't become a follower, becoming an elder of the Amethyst Alliance isn't out of the question; I'll meet Heimers sooner or later anyway.

This was Ashcroft's little scheme: relentless pursuit.

Others may not be able to do it, but Israel can.

Heimers saved him and took away the rare artifact that Israel had painstakingly sought.

With this experience, his treatment should be different.

The wonders of nature are irrelevant; while the amplitude of an attack by tens of times the amount of matter is indeed second only to that of an attack on a main divine artifact, its effect on a Great Perfection cultivator is negligible.

The most difficult thing is to arouse the interest of a complete and perfect person.

Ashcroft knew that Heimus, as one of the few confirmed Great Perfections in the world, no longer needed any followers.

However, the Purple Crystal Alliance that he and Reis Crystal created was recruiting strong individuals from outside.

This is the opportunity.

The alliance of eighteen families that originally occupied the outer perimeter of the Amethyst Mountains has long been annihilated and become a thing of the past under the successive blows of Heimers.

The Amethyst Mountains have long since become the base of the Amethyst Alliance.

The several prefectures on the Purple Thorn Continent that are adjacent to the Purple Crystal Mountains will all be taken over by the Purple Crystal Alliance in the future.

Silver Moon Demon Blaihotch, Purple Blood Demon Victor, and Flame Serpent Demon Freyr.

Although they are still only seven-star demons, their strength has greatly improved compared to before.

If they could go further, or even obtain the main artifact, they might be able to challenge the Lord of the Palace.

Heimers' plan was for the Amethyst Alliance to occupy at least three prefectures surrounding the Amethyst Mountains.

The Amethyst Mountains are not large in themselves, but the range of mountains they belong to is vast.

Just like the Bismarck mountain range, the main mountain range is only a few thousand miles in circumference, but the connected mountain ranges stretch for more than a million miles.

……

"Yes, Father."

Ashcroft is the patriarch of House Serpent and a powerful figure who makes all decisions regarding family affairs.

After bidding farewell to his father, Israel headed directly to the White Bone Sacred Mountain, located north of the Styx Palace.

There are only two plane teleportation arrays on the Underworld Continent, and relatively speaking, this place is closer to the Styx Palace.

He won't go to the trouble of seeking something far away.

Since it's impossible to catch up with Hemeros's speed anyway, Israel wouldn't mind trying his luck to the south.

……

"Two high gods, may I ask if you need lodging or meals?"

At the foot of Netherworld Mountain, a young god of mid-ranking status was greeting guests with great enthusiasm.

"Oh? This is the territory of the Lord of Death, and someone actually dares to open a hotel here?"

When Lei Sijing arrived in the Underworld, having grown accustomed to the gray skies, he found himself quite disoriented upon suddenly finding himself near the Netherworld Mountain.

He had no idea that the one who ran the Netherworld Hotel was actually the Lord of Death himself.

Mount Youming is a mysterious mountain that was born at the very beginning of the underworld.

Not only is its height breathtaking, but its circumference also exceeds ten thousand miles.

Its height and breadth seem like a sheer cliff stretching between heaven and earth, separating life and death, light and darkness.