Reborn Panlong, I swallowed the main godhead

Chapter 79: One Punch Devil

After breaking through the Seven-Star Demon, Idrissa was no longer willing to share the blood pool.

He believed that the blood pool was a gift from heaven and earth to the blood-marked giant clan.

Why share?
"Compared to us blood-marked giants, the blood elves' bodies are weak. Is that the body they cultivated for the law of destruction?"

"Dancing and entertaining people with beauty is what the blood elves should do."

Idrissa laughed.

"But Chief, the woman from the blood elves is very strong."

The blood-marked burly man didn't know that the head of his family was no longer the six-star demon he once was.

"Hehe, I have secretly surrendered to Lord Hongyang. Why would that stinky woman fight me?"

Of course, he couldn't tell his tribe members about what he did behind their backs, as this would damage the prestige of the Blood-Veined Giants.

All he could talk about was the glorious battle record of the Blood-Veined Giants.

"I have formed an alliance with the eighteen families behind Lord Baldivi. The blood elves will no longer exist!"

……

Among the mountains.

Hemmers came here with several blood elf higher gods.

"Chief, I have already told Lord Hemmers the secret of the blood pool. The blood elves have been destroyed, and the blood-marked giants cannot get away with it."

The blood elf high god said this in front of Hemmers.

Flying opposite him was a woman with a graceful figure and eyes as bright as blood-red gems.

Her waist is slender, like a willow branch swaying in the wind.

Her ears were unusually long, much longer than the ears of several blood elf superior gods present.

Hemmers even wondered whether the blood elves chose their leader based on the length of their ears.

This is all a joke.

The blood elf woman flying opposite Hemmers was unique even in the armor she was wearing.

The key parts are cleverly protected with delicate soft armor, while the rest is covered with soft tulle.

It retains the feminine beauty while revealing the heroic spirit of a warrior.

In a world where force is respected, such attire may only provide the most basic protection.

It's also a bit out of place.

But the characteristics of the artifacts in the magic universe determine that even with half-body armor, his material defense will not be weaker than that of a fully armed plate armor.

As long as the artifact is intact, its material defenses will remain intact.

To put it in an extreme way.

Even a gauze skirt-shaped material defense main artifact cannot be broken by a powerful master, no matter how fragile and unreliable it looks.

The main attack artifact made from roadside stones is not much worse than the main attack artifact made from super metals.

At least the god level or great perfection cannot break this limit.

"Heimers? Are you Lord Heimers who massacred dozens of seven-star demons from the eighteen families?"

The blood elf tribe was destroyed, and Avril and several powerful upper gods escaped the disaster.

It was the Eighteen Families who took action.

Although the blood elf tribe is nothing compared to the eighteen families.

But Avril is also a long-established six-star demon, and she is not completely ignorant of the strong men and forces in the Bauhinia Continent.

"Massacre? It was the Eighteen Families who provoked me first. I was just fighting back normally."

Although he was too lazy to defend himself, Hemmers still did not want to bear this injustice, even though this rumor was also spreading his reputation in disguise.

In the Bauhinia Continent, Hemmers has long been known as the One-Punch Devil.

This is a treatment that only the Seven-Star Demon can receive.

However, Hemmers, a nominally five-star demon, had already earned the title of demon long before now.

Actually!
Hemmers easily killed dozens of seventeen-star demons from eighteen families and was able to leave the Amethyst Mountains calmly.

This is legendary in itself.

The legends that the gods love to spread the most are often these kinds of legends, which rise from obscurity to fame across the continent.

"Yes, my lord."

Avril, with her bloodshot hair and bloodshot eyes, naturally changed her words and stood beside Hemmers with the other higher gods.

"Sir, as long as you can help the blood elves avenge their blood feud, the blood pool will naturally belong to you. We, the blood elves, will follow you from now on and are willing to swear an oath to the Supreme God."

The blood elf tribe of tens of thousands of people now only has a few upper gods. Although it is indeed the essence of the blood elves, Avril has nothing to lose.

She knelt down and swore a solemn oath in front of Hemmers.

It is only the oath of the Most High God.

Not the old follower ritual of Bamer.

The follower ritual is an ancient tradition that is gradually being phased out, and very few strong people consider it beautiful.

In today's hell, only the simple oath to the Supreme God is still popular.

Although there is a master-slave relationship in the Oath of the Supreme God, the relationship between followers and the followed is one of mutual achievement.

It’s not like now, the oath to the Supreme God has become a one-way constraint.

Who would be willing to make such a vow unless they were desperate?

The blood elves are facing the crisis of racial extinction, and the key is that they are unable to take revenge.

This is the most frustrating thing.

"Okay, I don't have any requirements for you. With your abilities, you may not be able to help me at all."

Hemmers just smiled.

"Yes, Lord Hemmers, we are too weak!"

Avril blushed slightly.

What about the followers of the blood elves? That's just empty talk.

The blood elves, even including those hiding in the mountains, total less than a hundred people.

In front of a super strong man who might be a peak Shura.

It's really not good enough.

"Come on, Avril, lead the way! I want to see what that blood pool is."

"Boom~!"

Hemmers casually threw out a metal life form, and Avril and a dozen blood elf higher gods all flew into it.

Originally, he didn't want to let these ordinary upper gods go.

But these guys just knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously, and their heads were about to explode.

Hemmers had no doubt that if he did not agree to let them follow him, these guys might really kill themselves in front of him.

"Phew~!"

He controlled the flight of the metal life form himself without asking anyone else for help.

……

"Clan leader!"

A blood-marked giant came to Idrissa and reported, "The blood pool has begun to boil."

"Hahaha, good!"

Idrissa said happily, "Go and get ready. I am going to compete with you young people this time."

Continuously absorbing the boiling blood energy in the blood pool can enhance the talent of destruction. This has been proven by the blood elves and blood-marked giants.

It’s just that the outside world doesn’t know.

Plus, the blood pool boils only once every billions of years.

The outside world has no way of knowing.

The blood elves and blood-marked giants have kept this secret for countless trillions of years.

No one knows when the blood pool was first created.

Anyway, ever since the two tribes discovered the blood pool and studied how to use it, both tribes gave birth to high-level gods and even six-star demons.

Idrissa and Avril are the biggest beneficiaries of the blood pool.

Originally, they were not the patriarchs of the blood elves and blood-marked giants.

Just by absorbing the boiling blood and energy, their strength increased by leaps and bounds, and in the end they all became the strongest in their respective ethnic groups.

"Whoosh~!"

A metallic lifeform broke through the air, interrupting Idrissa's surprise.

Breaking through the Seven-Star Demon made his ambition expand further.

Idrissa wanted to use the blood pool to go further.

"Who?"

(End of this chapter)