Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

At the same time, he also took a liking to the last relic of the Supreme God.

"Only the Eye of the Stars is missing."

Heimers thought to himself.

……

Within the spatial turbulence, Utrecht recognized the spatial ring thrown to him by the Lord of Death as his master.

I examined it more carefully.

"no!"

Utrecht was disappointed.

"So, in this way, all my hard work in killing the Earth Overlord Grande turned out to benefit Blood Sea God Black the most?"

He couldn't make any more unreasonable demands, such as asking the Death Overlord to inspect the other spatial rings.

The Lord of Death could not possibly agree.

I witnessed that Chris was completely unaffected by the Soul Prison.

Utrecht was wary.

Naturally, they didn't want to offend the Death Lord, who was also a master of rules.

It should be noted that even the master of fate, Ouf, cannot guarantee that he will not be affected by the prison of the soul.

At this point, Orf doesn't yet possess the supreme artifact for soul defense.

As a result, the Lord of Death can.

What is this concept.

Unaware that the Death Sovereign had broken through to the Great Perfection, the Destruction Sovereign became anxious and uncertain.

My mind kept guessing:

Is it because the Death Lord's true nature is too terrifying that it can completely ignore my innate abilities?

In short, without realizing it, Utrecht had become much more respectful of the Lord of Death.

"Lucky Blake!"

He couldn't help but sigh.

After witnessing the power of the Blood Sea Avatar, the Lord of Destruction no longer felt particularly angry.

All he cared about was this mission to destroy the Supreme God.

As for the main deity, Utrecht really didn't care.

In addition, his change of mindset was also due to the strength of the Blood Sea Avatar.

This world has always been governed by the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak.

Your status is determined by your strength.

Unlike the four divine beasts led by Ledin, the Blood Sea Avatar is a miraculous creature that single-handedly withstood a full-force attack from the Lord of Destruction.

This not only calmed Utrecht's anger but also made him look at the Blood Sea clone in a new light.

Like the ruler of death.

"Blake, you're not fighting for the title of chief god for yourself, are you?"

Utrecht transmitted his voice.

In the world of the main gods, the Blood Sea God has two major incarnations: the Destruction Incarnation and the Death Incarnation.

This is not a secret.

Among them, the Death Avatar was once killed by the God of Life, Saridin, but later recovered by refining its divine essence.

This is Utrecht's perspective; after all, no one has ever seen a strange object like the White Bone Gourd.

It can actually create clones.

Now, the White Bone Gourd has completely disappeared, and you can't see it anymore.

"That's not true, and I don't have an earth clone either."

Heimers is still acting.

At this moment, he probably regarded Auf as his idol, and he actually learned it perfectly.

"Then who are you doing this for?"

The Lord of Death had a sudden thought, and a person came to mind.

As I think of this person, the image of that magnificent, blond-haired figure comes to mind.

Then I felt hot all over.

"Something's not right, something's really not right. Didn't I achieve perfect enlightenment?"

"You should have better self-control, so why are you uncontrollably thinking about that guy?"

The Lord of Death remained silent.

Fortunately, no one noticed Chris's predicament amidst the spatial turbulence.

No one dared to scan the divine body of the Lord of Death with their divine sense, for that would be a serious offense to the supreme god.

"Hahaha, the Death Lord's guess should be correct."

The Blood Sea clone transmitted its divine sense.

"Heimus is my friend, and he is also the perfect master of the Earth Laws. No one is more suitable to be the ruler of the Earth than him."

He's playing his cards right from the start.

"It's him, it really is him."

The Lord of Death remained silent, but a small, secret joy lingered in his heart.

"How is this going?"

Chris's expression changed drastically at this slight hint of smugness.

"Hemeros?"

"What kind of spirit is it that the Blood Sea God wants to hand over the supreme godhood of the earth to Heme?"

Within the spatial turbulence, countless gods took notice.

"How is that possible? This is a high-ranking deity of the Earth, how can you just give it away like that?"

Xingyi was shocked.

He was undoubtedly the most complex-minded of all the main gods present.

“This is what friends are!” Blood Peak God Pash murmured to himself.

It's impossible not to feel envious, but he has no other clones, and even if he had such a friend, he was destined not to refine any other main godheads.

At the same time, Heimers, who was in Hell, also began to take action, directly stepping onto the dimensional teleportation array located at Mirror Moon Cliff on the Purple Thorn Continent.

"Congratulations, my lord."

The soldiers guarding the teleportation array actually knew Hemeros.

It's not acceptable not to know him, because he's been using this teleportation array quite frequently lately.

"Boom!"

The teleportation array lit up with a flash of light, and Hemeros vanished.

This time, the guards didn't even ask him to show the God's token.

Heimers had barely appeared when he was immediately led respectfully to the teleportation array by a group of soldiers.

Then they kicked the people off the teleportation array and let Heimers cut in line to teleport.

He didn't try to be modest or anything; that kind of thing doesn't apply in the magical universe.

He nodded to the guards and stepped directly onto the teleportation array.

……

Blood Sea Plane, Central Continent.

Having existed for tens of millions of years, the Central Continent still hasn't earned a name.

Heimers was too lazy to retrieve it.

Over time, the name "Central Continent" became a reality.

However, after Avril and other tribes who migrated from the Bauhinia Continent established themselves in the Blood Sea Plane, some of them also called the Central Continent the Rainbow Sun Continent.

It hasn't spread widely yet, and Heimers hasn't confirmed it.

He couldn't be bothered with any of that.

The main problem is that the Blood Sea plane is too large, especially the Blood Sea that surrounds the seven continents.

It's practically boundless.

It's only a matter of one or two tribes or powerful individuals changing the name of the Central Continent; it's destined not to spread.

Unless Heimers issues the order as a clone of the Blood Sea.

Alternatively, Heimers could issue an alliance order in the name of the Amethyst Alliance; either way is acceptable.

But not at all.

Heimers had long since moved beyond the stage of focusing on such trivial details.

Perhaps one day I'll have the urge to give the Central Continent a new name, but not now.

"Boom!" The teleportation array representing the Hell plane lit up, and Heimus's figure slowly appeared on the teleportation array.

It must be said that the dimensional teleportation array in the Panlong world is actually more advanced than the ascension passage.

The ascension channel is one-way, but the dimensional teleportation array is a two-way channel.

Its advanced nature is self-evident.