Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

Unlike the energy barrier formed by soul defense artifacts or main soul defense artifacts, the silver sky barrier's defense is active and materialized.

If Heimers hadn't suffered a double soul attack this time, he wouldn't have known that 'Silver Moon' possessed such abilities.

In the sea of ​​souls, the silver sky vibrated with countless silver particles that resembled nanobots.

"Puff puff puff puff puff~!"

Each tremor was accompanied by the death of countless black flames, which were then transformed into pure soul energy.

It was incorporated into Heimos's consciousness.

"Ahhh~!"

If he weren't afraid of dying, Heimers really wanted to shout it out loud.

An increase in soul energy,

It's just like a man's twitching during a crucial moment, the kind that can continue and repeat.

Without harming his body or mind, Hemos felt increasingly energetic.

"As expected, the sky formed by the 'Silver Moon' did not disappoint me."

He had already anticipated this outcome when Salif launched his fiery soul attack.

But Heimers didn't expect this.

The masked, black-robed man's soul control was easily resisted.

"Boom!"

A flash of golden light momentarily dazzled Bassim's dark eyes.

The golden fist shadow carried an attack that encompassed all of Heimus's profound understanding.

With immense power and unstoppable momentum!

"Bang!"

His black robe shattered, blood splattered everywhere, and most of Bassim's body was reduced to dust by that punch.

"Puff puff!"

That punch was incredibly powerful!

They're aiming for divinity again.

The soul hidden within the divine core of Bassim instantly disintegrated, and the divine core transformed into a bullet that pierced through more than a dozen sand and stone walls that blocked the ancient castle.

It eventually became embedded in the stone wall.

"Hahaha!"

"You got tricked and killed, didn't you?!"

"One punch killed Bassim," Heimers laughed. He didn't look like someone whose body had stiffened after a soul attack.

"Boom!"

At the moment of Basil's death, the massive, small-town-like fortress crumbled.

Sand and gravel tumbled down from the sky, all converging in one direction.

"Gurgle~!"

A yellowish-brown bead rolled right to Heimers' feet.

"what is this?"

"Where is the ancient castle?"

He put away the beads, along with Basil's corpse; Heimers wouldn't miss the chance to loot the body.

That kind of happiness,

You can only understand this by playing games in your past life and soloing dungeons.

Since his rebirth, he has rarely had such wonderful experiences.

"Boom!"

In the pitch-black, boundless underground, a terrifying pressure swept over, and Heimus had no time to adjust.

"Where the hell am I?"

"This should be underground in the desert. I'll take you out."

Suddenly, Salif's voice rang out in the endless darkness.

"Bang!"

Before Heimers could even be surprised,

He was enveloped by a surge of crimson divine power, along with thirty other surviving demon examiners.

Flying rapidly above the desert, Hemees finally regained his sense of direction.

He projected his divine sense outwards, alerting himself to any potential dangers lurking in the darkness.

……

In mid-air, a large metallic life form bearing the insignia of the Demon Castle floats here.

"I'm coming!"

The white-haired middle-aged man sat motionless, and Brittany excitedly reported this.

"Open the hatch and prepare to welcome the returning powerhouse!"

A middle-aged man with white hair smiled.

This demonic trial took an exceptionally long time, and he was getting impatient.

The boundless desert, with the purple moon and the bright sun alternating in the sky, even though the desert scenery is beautiful, can become tiresome after a while.

"What happened? Why are only a few people back?" The white-haired middle-aged man didn't speak, but Brittany was the first to ask impatiently.

Normally,

The pass rate for the Demon Trial was indeed only a few per thousand, but dozens of people survived.

Together they amount to nearly a hundred.

What now?

Not only did only 31 out of thousands of examinees survive, but even the Star Demons were all wiped out, leaving only Salif.

What did you encounter?

Upon seeing Salif's bitter face, the white-haired middle-aged man was finally moved and pulled Salif aside to ask him questions.

“There’s something strange about the Fortress of Shelter. That guy who calls himself the Guardian is actually a cultivator of the rules of death, and his strength is at least that of a five-star demon.”

That's all Salif said.

His brothers were killed because they trusted Saba, and he himself was possessed by a spirit.

Salif made no mention of it.

"So, your five-star mission failed this time?"

The middle-aged man with white hair is not only the examiner for this demon assessment mission, but also the reviewer for five-star and three-star demon missions.

"No, it worked!"

Salif hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Can I speak?" In the end, he could only ask Heimus through telepathy.

"Whatever, I don't care!"

Under the utterly astonished gaze of the white-haired middle-aged man, Heimers simply waved his hand at Salif.

"Too!"

Since Heimers has the strength to kill a five-star demon, he naturally has no fear of exposing his strength.

then,

A scene that would horrify dozens of people in Metal Life unfolded.

This includes thirty demon examiners and several staff members.

And middle-aged people with gray hair.

"Thank you for saving my life, my lord! Salif is willing to follow you to the death!"

Salif knelt down on one knee before Heimus, drew his long sword, and held it out to Heimus with both hands.

"what?"

Now, Heimers was completely stumped.

Regardless of his past or present life, he has personally killed quite a few high-ranking gods, but he has no followers.

"what?"

The middle-aged man with white hair was stunned.

"You, a dignified five-star demon, actually want to follow a mid-level god? What the hell is this a joke?"

"Are you crazy?"

The white-haired middle-aged man was also a five-star demon, and he couldn't help but tug at the hem of Salif's armor.

"what?"

Brittany's pretty little mouth opened into a circle.

"What did I see?"

"The follower ceremony—I was fortunate enough to witness a sacred follower ceremony in my lifetime!"

Hell is one of the planes created by the four supreme gods.

Although the strong are respected and there is constant killing and conflict, this is also a world that values ​​ritual.

Because it has the basis for performing sacred rituals—the oath of the supreme god.