Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

However, he doesn't have enough points, so he can only accept three-star demon quests issued by Demon Castle.

Only by accumulating a certain number of points can he be promoted to a four-star demon. The rewards and points obtained from demon missions of different star levels are different.

"You're going to die, you lowly mid-level god brat!"

As Saba flew out

A chilling sound, as if emanating from a tomb, echoed in Heimers' ears.

"Is this never going to end?"

Heimers was speechless.

He really didn't intend to kill anyone, but there are always people who want to stick their heads out for him to blow up.

As the group of star-level demons flew out of the metal hatch, thousands of god-level powerhouses who participated in the demon assessment emerged one after another, like fish swimming in the water.

……

The desert winds howl as if trying to tell ancient stories, while the ancient castle stands silently like a guardian amidst the golden sands.

We await their arrival.

Heimers knew that,

This ancient castle hides countless dangers, and may also contain unknown treasures.

He turned his head and glanced at the large metallic life form behind him, a colossal creature brimming with technological sophistication.

"How many died in this mission, and how many returned?"

With a slight sigh, Hemus smiled, then leaped into the air, transforming into a black shadow, and flew swiftly towards the direction of the Fortress of the Hedge.

Dressed in black armor and carrying a large, black two-handed sword, his attire was quite conventional.

Not abrupt, not ostentatious!

Meanwhile, the other demon examiners are also moving forward on their own paths.

Some chose to travel in groups, while others chose to go alone.

Everyone knows that the Demon Trial has a low pass rate, so no one dares to be careless or relaxed.

The Demon Trial is not only a test of strength, but also a test of wisdom and courage.

The Devil's Castle only recognizes tokens, not people. It seems cruel and ruthless, but it just so happens to conform to the survival principles of the highest plane of hell.

On the way to the castle, Heimers encountered some other demon examiners.

Want to team up?

"Many hands make light work. We can do our best to help one person complete the task first. Even if things don't work out, having more people can save our lives and property."

Heimos ignored all the invitations he received.

He didn't even glance at it.

After this, at least 90% of them will die, so what is there to worry about?

Those who invite Heimus are mostly mid-level gods.

A few high-ranking gods, even those who had only refined their divine sparks, flew confidently to the Fortress of Sheer Barriers on their own.

"Damn it, how can that stupid guy be so arrogant?"

It's okay if the invitation fails!

However, Heimers's dismissive attitude did anger the group of people who were participating in the demon trial for the first time.

Some looked at him with curiosity, while others were simply hostile.

"What is this thing, actually thinking it's a high god?"

Frederick and several male high-ranking gods who were with her communicated telepathically.

By virtue of her status as a female deity, she did manage to gather several mid-level gods who lacked confidence in their own strength.

They were all men.

"Frederly, we'll do everything we can to help you pass the demon test, but you have to help me too!"

"It's the blue-haired, hook-nosed man," said the man.

"Sure, the Demon Trial mission only requires one Golden Blade of Protection. If I don't help you, who will I help?"

Frederic said with a smile.

"If I have the chance, I will of course help you. Having a few cannon fodder mid-level god messengers is not bad either."

Living in the Snow Bee tribe near Yilan City, Frederick thrived in the tribe thanks to her fairly outstanding beauty.

This time, they relied on the inkstones accumulated by several male deities of the tribe.

Finally, we've raised enough money for the assessment.

Frederick's first dream was, of course, to become a powerful demon, and her second dream was to marry into the city.

In order to achieve her goal, she started another round of fish farming.

Unlike the Snow Bee Tribe, none of those who can participate in the Demon Trial are fools. Frederic wants to raise fish, and they also need a bond of mutual benefit. If everyone thinks of themselves first, how can there be a basis for cooperation?

The parties quickly reached an agreement.

Chapter 19 The Gatekeeper

"Yes, yes!"

Since they can unite around Frederick, they naturally have to make a gesture.

"Let's see how he dies!"

The hook-nosed man said viciously.

This is actually quite normal; participating in the Demon Trial is inherently a life-or-death situation.

"Whoosh!"

Heimers passed them.

Towards the malicious or curious gazes of others,

He didn't care at all; to him, there were just a bunch of dead people.

Hemerus had only one goal in mind: to block the golden knife.

"Waaaaah~!"

Suddenly, a black wind swept across the desert, and the distant castle was suddenly obscured by the swirling sand.

As they drew closer to the castle, Hemeth sensed a powerful aura.

"Could the master of Zhelan Fort have anticipated our arrival?"

He couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Demon Castle is indeed the most powerful organization in the Hell dimension, but that doesn't mean every castle in Hell is powerful.

The strength of a Demon Castle often depends on the influence of the current castle lord or city lord.

"Waaaaah~!"

The wind howled!

The aura emanating from the distant, ancient castle made Heimers feel uneasy.

"I feel like... this aura is somewhat similar to that of 'Skeleton Man' Saba."

The closer he got to the fortified castle, the more pressure he felt from its aura.

But Heimers had no intention of backing down; on the contrary, he became even more determined.

He knew that this aura was most likely emanating from the many guardians within the castle.

"Could it be that the owner of the castle also cultivates the rules of death?"

In the world of Panlong, the laws of elements are traceable, and the four major rules have always been ancient and mysterious symbols.

Even in Hell, the supreme plane of destruction, those who cultivate the laws of elements far surpass those who cultivate the rules.

The base figures are completely different!

"Whoosh~!"

Flying at high speed, the wind rushes past my ears.

But no matter how long the road, it will always come to an end.

Finally, Heimers and the other demon examiners all arrived at the outskirts of the castle.

They hovered before the gates of the ancient castle, gazing at the heavy, open door.

The heavy door was covered with complex and incomprehensible yellow runes, exuding a mysterious and ancient aura.

"They broke in?"

In just a moment of hesitation, thousands of demon examinees swarmed forward.

"Swish swish~!"

Heimers didn't rush in; he went straight inside.

Because he didn't even hesitate for a moment, he saw the door open and flew straight in.

"Boom!"

As Hemeros and the thousands of demon examiners following him flew into the castle.

The castle gates slammed shut.

The yellow sand and black fog in the desert began to surge and churn simultaneously.

A gust of wind blew by, leaving nothing behind.

The castle and the demon examiners have all vanished.

……