Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

Skilled and daring, Hemus showed no fear whatsoever when he saw that two of the newcomers were high-ranking gods.

Even when he was still a lower-level god, he could unleash golden fist shadows and easily kill upper-level gods. Now, he has even fused with profound mysteries to break through to the middle-level god realm.

What is Hemeros afraid of?

"I remember there used to be a golden mountain here, have you seen it?"

Before the metallic lifeform, Nick hovered in mid-air, glaring menacingly at Hemeros.

It's like looking at a big, fat sheep.

"Never seen it before!"

Heimer said calmly,

"When I arrived, this is what it had become."

As he spoke, he pointed to the deep pit not far away.

The pit, which is thousands of meters deep, is still bubbling with spring water.

Heimers was well aware that the place where he was based already had an underground river, and now that he had withdrawn, the underground river would become the water source for the future lake.

"A mid-level god, judging by his physique, he should also have some special bloodline. Why not join our Camel Village?"

West stood behind Nick and pointed at Heimers.

His tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Not interested, don't mess with me!"

Hemerus ignored it and threw out a metal life form.

Just as they were about to fly in, they saw a yellowish-brown space with a diameter of a kilometer enveloping them. The terrifying gravity instantly suppressed the metal lifeform, preventing it from flying.

"Little mid-level god, you're pretty arrogant, aren't you?"

Nick said unhappily.

They were able to remain indifferent even after discovering that there were two superior gods.

There are only two possibilities:

They're either incredibly capable, or they're simply inexperienced.

If we were in a city, or wearing the Hunter of Gods medal, perhaps the first possibility would still exist, but this is a mountainous wilderness.

Where is there a super mid-level god?

Nick used his gravity manipulation to instantly take control of the situation.

Then, in a deep and earnest tone, he said, "I'm giving you one last chance. Join us, or die."

Chapter 4 Mocking

Heimers' image,

It perfectly matches Nick's violent aesthetic; he loves Heimers' image.

They liked him so much that they didn't want to give Heimers another option.

Hand over the spatial ring.

Robbery has always been Camel Village's long-standing business, and they would selectively let go of any fat sheep that handed over their spatial rings.

Casualties are inevitable in any battle. The powerful beings of the Earth God Realm are never afraid of fighting, but they do not fight blindly either.

No one wants to fight a battle that offers no benefit.

Even those cultivation fanatics who pursue the ultimate combat and seek breakthroughs in battle will often seek out opponents of equal strength.

Who would choose a battle they are destined to lose, or even die in?

"I told you, don't mess with me!"

Heimers said unhappily.

The other party has two high-ranking gods, and he doesn't want to cause any more trouble. Anyway, he already has the wealth from interdimensional teleportation, so he doesn't really care if more money comes his way.

As for money, unless it's an extremely large amount of terrestrial crystal wealth, Heme doesn't really care about it.

He doesn't yet have the means to extract the power of the main god.

In addition, extracting the power of the main god requires an extremely large amount of divine currency, which Heimers cannot obtain in a short time.

Improving our strength is still the most important thing.

For him, consuming different magical items was the best way to improve.

"Swish swish~!"

The phoenix-shaped metal mysteriously disappeared, and hundreds of mid-level gods appeared, immediately spreading out and surrounding Hemeth.

"It seems this battle is inevitable!"

What is he saying?

"Fight? Has this guy never seen a high-level god before? He actually wants to fight the boss?"

Achilles Erwin, the seventh brother of Camel Village, a mid-level god of the wind element who combined two profound mysteries, laughed.

Hahaha~!

As Achilles finished speaking, the bandits burst into laughter, as if they had heard the most hilarious thing in the world of the gods.

"Boss~!"

He winked at Nick.

Other bandits, however, dared not.

It was precisely because he was a mid-level god who had achieved profound accomplishments that Achilles became the seventh leader of Camel Village based on his strength.

He was actually the third child.

Because the leaders ahead of him had all died in battle, which was perfectly normal in a bandit group.

However, Nick and West were used to calling Achilles "Seventh Brother" and were unwilling to change it, since "Seventh Brother" sounded quite natural to them anyway.

They were quite friendly.

"He actually wants to fight you, you absolutely must give him a chance!"

Achilles scoffed.

"You can't even break through the boss's ultimate move, how are you going to fight? Are you going to kneel on the ground and beg the boss to argue with you?"

Hahaha~!

Having grown accustomed to Achilles's sharp tongue, the bandits of Camel Village all joined in with loud laughter.

He looked very happy.

In the past, Camel Village would indeed lose brothers every time they went out to rob, but ever since Nick broke through to the five-star God Hunter level, robbing has become a side job.

Especially with Nick leading the team.

What danger could there be?

Aside from a few unlucky individuals who might die, the population of Camel Village is stable, and they no longer consider robbery their primary business.

Despite the apparent mockery, West cautiously flew in another direction and stood opposite Nick.

Although Nick didn't know why he wanted to keep this blond strongman, the bandit gang couldn't lose their fighting spirit.

"Boom!"

I didn't want to expose it.

Even when Heimers kills, he always does so secretly. Now, he's encountered something like this right after taking human form.

He was helpless too!

The golden threads extended for thousands of meters, no longer serving as inner armor. At the same time, the ultimate technique 'Shadow of Mist', hidden beneath the golden threads, was unleashed.

"Om~!"

The surrounding space trembled slightly, and the extreme gravity in the gravity space that Nick had used was easily neutralized.

The gravity of space governed by the laws of the earth, who doesn't know that?

"Drink up!"

Amidst Heimus's roar, the ultimate move, Mist Shadow, erupted instantly.

Like a fog storm, sweeping across a radius of several kilometers, his imposing figure moved through the gravitational space as if unrestrained.

The enormous golden fist shadow fell like a meteor shower, piercing the sky and illuminating the entire heavenly realm.

As expected of the Law of the Earth, it is indeed incredibly violent. Even when unleashing a powerful move like 'Shadow of Mist', it is done in a unique way.

It should be noted that Heimus's naturally mastered technique, 'Shadow of the Mist,' is itself a means of control and soul defense.

Who knew the outbreak would turn out like this?

The inner armor formed from the golden threads was not a physical defense, but a materialized soul defense manifestation of the ultimate technique, Mist Shadow Heavy.

The real entity is Jinshan!

Once the Holy Domain's true form merges into the Earth Avatar, what kind of material attack can harm him?

But the soul is different; it is the foundation of all the strong, and no amount of protection is too much.

"Boom boom boom~!"

Nick's gravity space gradually collapsed under Heimers' punches. The space that was originally as heavy as a mountain was now like fragile glass, being smashed to pieces by punch after punch.

Golden fist shadows flew wildly!

Wherever the golden fist shadow appears, Hemerus's majestic figure will also appear.

Each of his attacks was accompanied by a thunderous roar, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

"You're wasting my time and won't let me leave, you'd all be dead!"

Hundreds of mid-level gods were torn apart mercilessly in this storm of fist shadows, like helpless leaves, their flesh and blood flying everywhere, and screams echoing all around.