Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

Because once you reach the level of a Great Perfection High God, ordinary innate divine abilities have long lost their original power.

This is evident even in the super mythical beast, the God-Devouring Rat.

This is similar to how, after becoming a supreme god, one's innate divine powers or abilities have a limited impact on the overall strength of the supreme god.

Having refined the lower-level wind-elemental godhood, Beirut's innate divine abilities had long since lost their effectiveness.

On the contrary, the talent ability to refine the essence of divinity is still useful.

At least the main god's body is useful.

It can at least greatly enhance Beirut's strength and material defense.

The God-Eating Rat is a creature that plays with souls, so it's no slouch when it comes to souls.

Otherwise, how could Beirut have managed to draw with Theresa?

Theresa is a wind-elemental god at the Great Perfection stage, hundreds of times stronger than other gods of the same rank.

It's easy to imagine just how useful the main artifact and divine body are.

"Yeah!"

The Underworld Goddess Tiffany echoed, her voice soft and pleasant.

"If this stagnant space were enhanced with the power of will, wouldn't it be like adding wings to a tiger?"

Heme's ability to 'freeze space' is actually an application of the power of will.

But what could he say?

You can't exactly say that you gained the power of will twice.

It was already obvious that the Blood Sea clone was Heimus.

Because Heme and the Blood Sea God were born so close together, the God, with his knowledge, might be able to make connections between them.

Don't be fooled by the appearance of the Underworld God.

That's because the Lord of Death protected it too well; in reality, most of the main gods are as cunning as devils.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have survived the great battle in which the main god descended.

You can also obtain the main godhood.

Even if there are fools, they will probably all perish in the subsequent war of faith.

The series of major wars between the main gods not only established a main god system centered on the four major rules, but also...

At the same time, it also purged the slackers from the main god's team.

Those with weak talent or those who can't think straight are all included in the elimination list.

For example, Saridin, the lower-ranking deity in the realm of life.

The God Realm of Life is in a rather dire situation, having lost another main god, leaving it with only five main gods.

The main godhood in Heme's hands has not yet been refined, and although the Netherworld Goddess Tiffany is the God of Life, she is not considered to be from the God Realm of Life.

At least not under the control of Vivia, the ruler of life.

Putting aside everything else, the interdimensional battlefield is missing at least four chief god messengers.

Oh, the God Realm of Life never participates in interdimensional wars?

That's fine.

……

"More or less!"

Heimers casually replied, "Although those at the Great Perfection level are in a class of their own, they are usually not really distinguished by strength or weakness; they just have different areas of expertise."

“But I’m different.”

Hemeros seemed to find boasting pointless and didn't continue.

Now his soul possesses nearly two parts of willpower.

Even disregarding his innate talent, his strength far surpasses that of an ordinary Great Perfection cultivator.

In terms of physical attacks, he is absolutely number one below the Supreme God.

"Heimers, can you do me a favor?"

"The Lord of Death suddenly spoke."

"what?"

Although there is indeed a deep-seated grudge against the Death Lord, Heimers doesn't yet know what he can do to help him.

Unlike ordinary deities.

In addition to his own clone, the Lord of Death also has a water-elemental god clone.

If combined with his innate talents, he could go to the material plane, and an ordinary Great Perfection cultivator might not be able to compare to the Death Sovereign.

Except for Heimers.

Before him, the few Great Perfection beings born in the world were just ordinary humans.

"You are a supreme god, a high-ranking god. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Heimers said.

It wasn't like he was manipulating Clementine; he genuinely believed it.

"How about the Netherworld Fruit Wine?"

The Lord of Death said nothing, only staring at Heimers with a hint of bloodlust in his eyes.

It is probably some kind of talent or characteristic of the Death Sovereign.

Most of the main gods do not know what the true form of the Lord of Death is.

At least Beirut doesn't know.

This may be related to the fact that he was born too late, and the time he refined his divine essence to become a god was even later.

Regardless, the true nature of the Lord of Death remains a mystery.

It is estimated that it only appeared at the beginning of time, and most of the life forms that saw it have already perished.

The other gods only knew that the Lord of Death was a plant life form born from the depths of the endless Nether Sea.

……

"What kind of Netherworld Fruit Wine?"

Hemers was stunned, but the name was too suggestive.

"You're saying I just drank Netherworld Fruit Wine? Made from Netherworld Fruit?"

He was genuinely shocked.

He used his divine sense to examine the broken branch of the Nether Fruit Tree within the golden space, as well as the seven Nether Fruits attached to it.

Hemerus fell into deep thought.

"Just this pot of wine, I wonder how many Netherworld Fruits it would take. Even if you squeezed ten of them dry, you still wouldn't be able to fill a cup."

Wine made from Netherworld Fruit?

Before coming to the Underworld Continent.

Even before he drank the cup of ghostly fruit wine, Hemeth hadn't thought of it that way.

That's incredibly extravagant!

If the production of Netherworld Fruits were sufficient, wouldn't it be great for the Underworld to mass-produce Commander-level powerhouses using them?

How can you use it to brew wine?

Could it be that there are already so many Netherworld Fruits?

Heimers was speechless, but he didn't say anything.

He simply stared straight at the Lord of Death, waiting for him to continue.

"Tiffany and I have studied this, and the effect of taking the first Nether Fruit is the best. The effect of taking the second fruit is halved, and the effect of taking the third fruit is halved again."

Afterwards, the Lord of Death and Heimos shared a lot of information about the Nether Fruit.

This is information that even the other main gods don't know.

But Overlords like Ouf and Utrecht should have guessed it.

Therefore, it's not a big deal for the Lord of Death to speak out on his own initiative.

On the contrary, you can gain the favor of a super perfect person, so why not?

Although there has been no actual combat yet, in the eyes of the Death Lord, Heimers is completely superior to other Great Perfection cultivators.

There is no doubt about this.

"Waaaaah!"

The Death Lord has completely stumped Heimers.

"Giving me a pot of Netherworld Fruit Wine is nothing, but the opportunity to break through to the Great Perfection was indeed given to me by Chris."

Heimers thought to himself.

"Okay, okay, tell me what it is first?"

Because of their thousand years of interaction, and the fact that the Death Lord was behaving much the same as before, he did indeed develop a great deal of goodwill towards him.

Especially this pot of fruit wine!

How could a god-level being enjoy fruit wine made entirely from Netherworld Fruit?

Even at the Great Perfection level, it is still only a god-level life form.

It did not change the essence of life.

Countless Seven Star Demons have been trapped in the three-colored mist of Netherworld Mountain for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.

All for a single Netherworld Fruit.