Reborn Panlong, I swallowed the main godhead

Chapter 11 Sarasis
A volcanic giant god who is willing to use no divine power to attack. Where can you find such a good thing?

So, Hemmers found the feeling and became more and more excited the more he played.

Each of his punches was extremely accurate and each of his kicks was powerful.

Every punch hits the flesh and every kick never leaves empty space.

Although the red-bearded old man was brave, he began to feel powerless in the face of Hemmers' almost perfect body coordination and strength control.

Obvious scars began to appear on his body, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Sarathis was stubborn and insisted on not using his divine power to repair it.

Taking toughness to the extreme.

"The clan leader is injured!"

The group of filial sons in the distance finally realized that something was wrong.

"The clan leader can also get hurt. There are times when he is abused?"

He is indeed a filial son!

Seeing that their family leader was completely at a disadvantage, this group of young giants actually felt a sense of pleasure.

"Awesome!?"

"This blond guy is also a giant, right? Judging from his size and skin color, he is definitely a giant."

Because it was a duel, and a bare-handed fight, they were not worried about the safety of their family head at all.

The clan leader is a high-level god, and his opponent is just a small middle-level god. What is there to worry about?
"Hahaha, finally we're not the only ones being tortured this time!"

In order to see the battle more clearly, they all reduced their size.

While watching, I enjoy the pleasure of watching others being physically abused.

It’s so beautiful!
……

Finally, after another violent collision, the old man with red beard was hit in the chest by Hemmers' punch.

"Puff~!" Sarathis's chest caved in.

The whole person fell heavily on the charred ground in the distance like a huge rock that was thrown into the air.

A cloud of dust was stirred up.

He tried to stand up, but eventually fell to one knee, breathing heavily and obviously exhausted.

Without using divine power to recover, Redbeard Sarathis would no longer have the strength to fight.

Hemmers did not pursue, which was also his favorite fighting style.

"It's cool~!"

He couldn't help but yell.

Perhaps influenced by his own special race, Hemmers increasingly feels that he is a violent maniac.

"Why do I like violent and direct fighting styles so much?"

"It's the Jinshan bloodline!"

There is a gene for violence hidden in every human's blood. In his previous life, Hemmers liked to watch car accident videos.

He didn't understand the reason, but now he finally found a reason to comfort himself.

Anyway, Hemmers would never admit that he was violent, he blamed everything on his original body.

"But this old man with a red beard is really to my taste!"

So, Hemmers looked at Sarathis with eyes full of admiration.

We sympathize with each other.

It turns out that we are the same kind of people!

……

"Are you OK?!"

Hemmers walked up to the red-bearded old man Sarathis.

He extended his hand and said, "You are truly a worthy opponent."

"Being able to strictly abide by the rules and not using the power of a higher god is the most admirable thing!"

This is indeed rare!
It was obvious that he could turn the situation around by releasing a bit of divine power, but Sarathis resisted his instinctive impulse.

I would rather lose face in front of my descendants than violate my promise to fight.

It is difficult for ordinary people to do it.

Along the way, Hemmers encountered too many bullies.

For example, bandits along the way.

This group of people are often ignorant fools who don't know their place, or even just upper gods who have refined their godhood.

They come with joy to rob, and they send their heads with joy.

Good food and fun-loving!
Compared to Sarasis in front of him, those guys were nothing.

"Hahaha~!"

After getting over the initial embarrassment, the old man with red beard raised his head again and laughed heartily.

He has always been open-minded. "It feels so good. I haven't felt so good in a long time!"

Hemmers actually heard sincerity in the old man's laughter.

Perhaps the volcano giant disdains hypocritical lies, and confronting the opponent head-on is the volcano giant's way of dealing with the world.

No matter who wins or loses!

"My name is Sarathis, and I am the chief of the Bis Volcano Giants."

Grabbing the hand that Hemmers extended to him, Sarathis used his divine power to repair the injuries on his body.

This also shows his attitude.

Give up!
As proud as he was, he admitted defeat without hesitation.

If you hadn't admitted defeat!

He would never use the power of a higher god to repair his body.

Resting for a while and then fighting again is the creed of the volcanic giant.

"My name is Hemmers!"

It was the first time that Hemmers spoke his real name, and it was in hell far away from the earth and the gods.

I have to say that sincerity has always been the most deadly.

"Ah~! Your strength is as admirable as your power. Hemmers, from today on, you are a friend of our Sarasis tribe."

Looking at Hemmers, a complex emotion flashed in Sarathis's eyes.

Admire? Appreciate? Envy?

Maybe both!
Finally he smiled heartily and squeezed Hemmers' hand tightly.

"Hohohoho~!"

The surrounding giants cheered, they were excited about this shocking duel.

The volcano giants are a group of guys who advocate absolute violence.

They are also a special race with keen soul perception.

Hemmers' sincerity.

Not only the patriarch Sarathis could feel it, but even these lower gods and even the little guys who only had the strength of the sanctuary could feel it.

……

"Do you have to go?"

A group of red-skinned volcanic giants looked at Hemmers eagerly.

His eyes were full of reluctance.

"Yeah, if you're not here, we'll be the only ones to be abused!"

Several volcanic giants with the strength of lower and middle gods thought in their hearts.

Although they are straightforward, they are not stupid. They just think about it and cannot say it out loud.

otherwise,

What greeted them was definitely the loving fist of their own family leader.

"No, Sarathis, I still have to take the demon test."

Hemmers has decided.
Give yourself the entire Demon Medal before heading to Amethyst Mountain.

"You know, when I go out with this kind of strength, I always encounter inexplicable robberies again and again."

Hemmers is a golden mountain, and the people of Sarasis are volcanic giants in the Bis volcano group.

Although one was born with a talent for the laws of earth and the other was born with a talent for the laws of fire, they both had similar naturally straightforward personalities.

In a sense, Heimers can also be classified as a giant race.

For example, the earth giants, and the king of the earth giants, the Earth King.

It’s not that they look alike, but that their personalities and living habits are similar.

For example, both Heimer and the Volcano Giants do not like living in relatively safe cities.

He prefers the wild!

I especially like the vast mountains with a strong natural atmosphere.

"Indeed~!"

Hemmers settled in the Bis volcano group for decades, during which time he had many fights and battles with Sarathis.

Over time.

His fusion of the power of a middle-level god could not be concealed from anyone, and Hemmers had no intention of hiding it.

Nothing new either.

As long as Sarathis fights Hemmers once with normal strength.

You can feel it naturally.

What's more, there are countless middle-level gods who are proficient in the mysteries of hell.

(End of this chapter)