Chapter 25 Finally feel comfortable "Gah?" Hemmers' pupils widened and he looked as if he had seen a ghost. "This!" Even the beautiful Brittany was shocked. Hemmers was shocked, because he didn't know there were such shameless people in hell. Not only that, there were more than a dozen of them coming at once. Brittany was also shocked. Because she felt that these dozen reptiles polluted her beautiful imagination of the ritual of the sacred followers. "How dare you?" Brittany stretched out her snow-white hand, trembling as it was, and pointed at the dozen or so middle-level gods kneeling on the ground. "Get out~!"
"Get out of here!" She was so angry that she almost died. What kind of filthy person dared to desecrate the sacred follower ceremony in Brittany's heart. "We are following Hemmers, and it's none of your business!" A middle-level god who was still kneeling argued that he thought this ceremony was a transaction in which both parties got what they needed. I thought it was just asking the Supreme God of Destiny to witness it, and it was no big deal. As everyone knows, This is the eternal service of followers to those being followed, and it also means that those being followed need to fulfill their responsibilities. In hell, Every birth ceremony of a sacred follower is extremely difficult. And almost every ceremony represents a legendary story. Of course, Brittney does not rule out the possibility that this is also survivor bias. But she had grown up reading these kinds of legends, and in her mind the rituals of following them were extremely sacred. We can't allow these dozen or so worthless people to harm us! "Heimers? Do you agree to our following? If you agree, then swear an oath to the Supreme God of Destiny with us." Seeing that Hemmers didn't respond, these middle gods urged him impatiently. It seemed that Hemmers had really gained something by having their following. "So what if he's a higher god? Isn't he as miserable as us? Even his brothers are all dead!" This is their true feeling, so sometimes people just can't figure it out. The same goes for God. It doesn’t mean that practicing to become a god will lead to all-round improvement. Intelligence is a good thing, but not everyone has it.
"Can I kill them?" Hemmers didn't respond, but just looked up at the white-haired middle-aged man and asked. "Aiken? This name also represents an extraordinary person." He thought to himself. Hemmers didn't know what was wrong, but he felt that after his rebirth, there were always coincidences of one kind or another. For example, this time, He was able to meet Bamer, a five-star demon from the God of Fire, and accepted him as his follower. What a coincidence! and also, Hemmers has not had time to study the ochre-colored bead obtained from the Zhalan Castle. It must be some strange thing! Otherwise, it would be impossible to suck the entire castle into it. This is not as simple as putting things into a space ring. "You can't kill them, but they haven't completed the demon assessment mission. You can throw them out of Metal Life!" Said the white-haired middle-aged Aiken. He was also a little tired of these people. Anyone with some sense would not make such a request. What is a follower ritual, an industry contract? Even if it is an industry contract, there should be corresponding entry thresholds. Can anyone sign it? Look at Bammer and Hemmers! One of them is a veteran five-star demon, and the other one is a mid-level god, but he has the strength to kill another five-star demon easily. What do you guys think about forming a pact to become eternal brothers? Just as the purple-haired young man thought: What kind of idiot is that, to dare to take advantage of the followers' ceremony? "Throw it out!" Hemmers Road. He followed the rules and knew to ask the person in charge of the Demon Castle first. In fact, this was not absolutely necessary, because it was not inside the city. Even if Hemmers killed these shameless guys who didn't know the height of the world, he would be in trouble. The white-haired middle-aged man couldn't do anything to him because that was the rule of hell. Not to mention killing a few losers of the demon assessment mission, if one really has the ability, just killing Aiken directly is acceptable. No one would seek revenge for this except the friends of the deceased. Because the rules of hell are like this, life is about fighting, as long as you are not a child of the Lord God, as long as you are not in the city, hell is a battlefield everywhere. "Bang bang bang~!"
Hemmers's words fell. Bamer turned the long sword in his hand upside down and used the back of the sword to slash at a dozen kneeling middle-level gods. "Boohoo~!" As they flew out, the same number of holes appeared in the metal life wall. There was no collision, no delay, and the cracks in the metal life wall accurately predicted their trajectory. "Ah? We came to Yilan City to participate in the demon assessment. We paid the inkstones. You can't throw us out!" The miserable howl only lasted for a moment before being left behind by the high-speed flying metal life. Never heard of again. This is a wilderness tens of millions of miles away from Yilan City, and it would take metal life forms months to fly here. Fly on their own? It is estimated that it will be impossible to return to Yilan City in several years. Besides, this is a wilderness. He doesn't have a demon medal and he's not a higher god. Even Hemmers has to face the annoying robbers. they? I probably won't live to see that time. "Hahaha~!" With a grin, Hemmers had no awareness of being the culprit. No one cares either. Even the purple-haired young man sitting in the back row felt pleased. “Finally I feel comfortable!” He couldn't help but mutter. "Just because someone is shameless doesn't mean he is truly invincible!" Hemmers said something that no one quite understood. But because of his strength, even the white-haired middle-aged man smiled politely. "It should be so!" "That's what a man should do!" Holding the space ring in his hand, the purple-haired young man's eyes revealed deep envy. The space ring contained the golden sword that he had purchased. "Don't worry. As long as I return to the Demon Castle and successfully submit the Golden Sword and the Demon Seal, I will be a powerful one-star demon."
The purple-haired young man cheered himself up. "But I still feel so envious~!" In the front row of Metal Life's cockpit, Hemmers sat with a big sword, and Bammer sat beside him. And whispered to him: "Sir, when we return to the Demon Castle this time, as long as you hand in Basim's deadwood scepter, you will immediately become a five-star demon." "Hahaha!" After saying that, Bamer smiled. "I'd really like to see the surprised expressions of those people in the Demon Castle." "Ah? Directly upgrading from a one-star demon to a five-star demon, is it possible to do this?" Hemmers was surprised. When he said this, he didn't avoid referring to the white-haired middle-aged man Aiken. This is the temptation! Hemmers wanted to see if Aiken, who was from the Demon Castle, should have any special reaction since he and Bamer were blatantly gaining points. No! Aiken didn't react at all. "I say Aiken, we are plotting to gain demon points. As an official of the Demon Castle, shouldn't you stop us?" Hemmers Road. (End of this chapter)