Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

Its surface is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the purple moonlight, which adds to its eerie feel.

For millions of years, no matter how turbulent the sea of ​​stars and mist may be, this cliff has always stood firm, witnessing countless changes over the years.

Mirror Moon Cliff has existed for as long as Hell itself.

At the highest point of Mirror Moon Cliff

The ancient castle, constructed of purple minerals, stands silently, as if it has existed here since time immemorial.

Inside the castle,

A hazy, dreamlike light emanates from it, making one wonder what secrets it holds.

In the open space in the center of the castle, the earthen-yellow, rustic stone paving is so smooth that it seems to have been carefully carved.

it's here,

There are two giant magic circles side by side, whose complexity far exceeds that of the teleportation magic circles in the material plane.

On the magic circle,

It always exudes an ancient and desolate atmosphere.

Beside the magic circle,

A group of soldiers in neat, uniform armor stood silently.

The armor was light purple, with gold trim on the outside, and the helmet was engraved with special purple markings.

This is the emblem unique to the Bauhinia God Legion, and it also signifies the affiliation of this God Legion's soldiers.

Judging by their military bearing alone, the Bauhinia Legion is indeed more spirited than the Rock Legion.

It seems that even the divine planes are judged by their inherent strength. As one of the four earliest supreme planes, Hell far surpasses the seven elemental planes in terms of the number of life forms and the balance of cultivators.

Take the Earth God Realm as an example.

The abundant earth energy and clear fluctuations of earth laws are undoubtedly beneficial for cultivating earth laws, but other elements are much less so.

……

"Boom!"

A blond, muscular man over three meters tall appeared on the teleportation array.

"Where in hell is this?"

Looking at the pale purple seawater in the distance, it resembled a sheared cliff.

This scene looks familiar.

Despite having some suspicions, Heimers still asked a question.

"Jingyue Cliff, sir!"

The purple-armored soldier wearing the captain's insignia respectfully replied, "This is Mirror Moon Cliff on the Bauhinia Continent."

Seeing that the burly man didn't react, the sergeant captain added.

"Mirror Moon Cliff, am I really that lucky?"

Heimers muttered something.

He wanted to come to the Purple Crystal Mountains of the Purple Thorn Continent, but there are a total of seven interplane teleportation arrays in the Hell Plane.

Which continent one can be teleported to through interdimensional travel depends entirely on the sender's luck.

"Then, in which direction is the Amethyst Mountains?"

The blond, muscular man asked again.

The captain of the Bauhinia Army quickly pointed in a direction.

Thank you.

Without another word, Heimers threw out the metal life form and stepped into it once more, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

In the realm of gods, being able to point out the general direction is already quite good.

It would be impossible to go into any more detail.

Hell is too big.

So much so that even a slight deviation from the angle can result in a difference of several fu (units of measurement, approximately 600 li) in actual deviation.

"At my current speed, it will probably take quite a while to reach the Amethyst Mountains, so I can't give up on cultivation."

With his mind immersed in the ocean of souls, Hemeth only spared a tiny amount of energy to control the metallic life form.

With the vastness of hell!

Furthermore, the powerful souls of god-level experts generally prevent metallic lifeforms from colliding with each other.

"Boom boom boom~!"

Even though they weren't traveling at full speed, the quality of Heme's metallic life form was quite good.

It flies at an extremely high speed.

The spindle shape can also reduce air resistance to some extent.

Although the speed cannot be increased further, the sonic boom will be very small, but even if it is very small, the sound will still be unavoidable.

This is also a drawback of using metal lifeforms to travel.

Too easy to encounter robbers.

Furthermore, since Heimus was only a mid-level god on the surface, he was an even bigger fat sheep in the eyes of the bandits along the way.

"Boom!"

Another group of bandits. Heimers had no idea how many waves of fools had come to their deaths.

"Don't you think that if I were just a mid-level god, would I dare to fly so recklessly in the sky?"

"Run!" The closest mid-level bandits fell, their bodies plummeting from the sky.

The robbers who flew a little further away immediately became alert and turned to flee.

"This isn't a mid-level god, it's a high-level god trying to bait us!"

The bandit leader cursed and swore.

If they are allowed to rob, then others are also allowed to fish for robbers; the world is always fair.

"Trying to run away? It's not that easy!"

"Get down here!"

Invisible golden threads wove together, instantly forming a misty space spanning thousands of meters. Mist arose, and the terrifying gravity accompanying the ultimate move, Mist Shadow Heavy, followed closely behind.

"Bang bang bang~!"

Heimers brandished his fists, weaving and maneuvering through the mist.

Chapter 8 Metal Comparable to Godhood

In the blink of an eye, most of the bandits were killed.

"Bang!"

The bandit leader's armor shattered, and divine power surged forth, attempting to repair the severe damage inflicted by Heimers' punch.

But he didn't get the chance.

As Hemerocalor gathered his divine power to heal his injuries, another heavy punch came from Hemerocalor.

The bandit leader has fallen.

"Damn it, probably another idiot trying to refine a higher godhood."

Heimers cursed.

Gather the divine essence, weapons, armor, and other miscellaneous items that were floating in mid-air due to weightlessness.

He put all of these things into the golden space for storage.

Besides the spatial ring.

Most of these things will be swallowed up by the golden space.

Even with spatial rings, once Heimers recognizes them as its master, most of the items within end up in this fate.

"Eh~!"

Having easily bound dozens of spatial rings to his control with very few failures, he couldn't help but sigh:

"I've discovered that robbing these bandits is actually quite promising."

That's for sure.

Most bandits are pathetic creatures who have refined their divine essence to become gods; even if they have a future, they won't stay in a bandit's den for long.

Like Camel Village, such places are ultimately only a minority.

Moreover, even in Camel Village, only a few leaders attained godhood independently.

Most of the other bandits in the stronghold were also refining divine essence.

Refining a divine spark is a path of no return, because once you begin, there is absolutely no turning back.

They can only refine their divine sparks to become high-level gods, but their souls are not compatible at all, making it impossible for them to integrate profound mysteries, and even their soul defenses are weak.

"Huh? What's this?"

The ring, which had been bound to a master's space, was thrown into the golden space, and something unusual was discovered.

"Om~!"

The golden space trembled, and the armor and weapons all turned into dust and finally vanished into nothingness.

Including newly acquired ink stone.

He even swallowed inkstone because he had made a major discovery!

Whenever divine currencies such as Earth Crystals or Inkstones are annihilated, seemingly disappearing without a trace, in reality, a faint, almost imperceptible trace remains.