Building a City?

"Lord Mark!"

When the Low-level Gods of the Queller Tribe saw Mark crash to the ground, they hurriedly flew over and helped him out of the deep pit.

By then, Mark had already regained consciousness, but he had suffered severe injuries. He needed his subordinates to support him even to walk, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes as he looked at Roy.

Of course, the disbelief in his gaze was even stronger.

This guy was truly absurd.

He had advanced to a Mid-level God within a thousand years of becoming a god, and he had done so through the Fusion Law Profound Mysteries. A Mid-level God whose strength rivaled that of an ordinary High-level God—what kind of monster was that?

"Lord Laurent, Lord Roy is exceptionally strong, and Mark is no match for him. He was seriously injured in this battle and needs to return to the tribe to recuperate, so we will not remain here any longer."

After forcing himself to bid Laurent farewell, Mark glanced at Roy in the sky before his Low-level God subordinates carried him off in the direction of the Queller Tribe.

With a second High-level God combat force, the Morgan Tribe had leaped to become the largest tribe within ten million miles. Their Queller Tribe had to make a choice.

Whether they should leave this place and seek somewhere else to develop, or join the Morgan Tribe and build a "city" together, was a decision their Patriarch needed to make.

"This..."

Watching the people of the Queller Tribe depart, Roy knew that this sparring match was essentially over.

Charles of the Zacharias Tribe was slightly stronger than Queller, but only by a limited amount. Unless Charles fully comprehended all six Fire Element Law Profound Mysteries and became a High-level God, he would not be foolish enough to come fight Roy and make himself miserable.

"Mr. Laurent, on behalf of the Zacharias Tribe, Charles congratulates the Morgan Tribe on gaining another high-level combat force capable of rivaling a High-level God. Lord Fred just informed me that there is an urgent matter in the tribe, so I must excuse myself first."

Sure enough, after Roy descended from the sky to the square, Charles also bid Laurent Morgan farewell. The Low-level Gods from the other tribes likewise took their leave one after another.

"Lord Laurent, what is this about?"

Roy was somewhat puzzled as he watched them leave.

Hell was one of the Four Supreme Planes, home to countless experts at the Saint Domain and above.

Because life was endless, the pace of life was very slow.

It was perfectly normal for a banquet to last two or three years.

For people who had come to offer congratulations to leave before the first day of a banquet had even ended was a rare occurrence.

"Hahaha, you don't understand this, Roy."

Laurent smiled and waved his hand. A chair appeared beside him, and he motioned for Roy to sit.

The two Mid-level Gods and four Low-level Gods of the Morgan Tribe had no objections to this.

In Hell, strength was respected. Roy had already proven with his strength that he possessed the power of a High-level God, so naturally he also held the status of a High-level God.

"Although Hell has the One Hundred and Eight Prefectures established by the Sovereigns to maintain order, Hell is vast. Those one hundred and eight Prefects alone cannot govern it all."

"Therefore, beneath the Prefects are the various City Lords, who assist them in governing Hell."

"For countless years, everyone has tacitly accepted this arrangement."

"Those who can rule and govern a territory of ten million miles for over a hundred thousand years may establish a small town."

"Those who can rule and govern a territory of a trillion miles for ten million years may establish a medium-sized town."

"Those who can rule and govern a territory of a quintillion miles for a billion years may establish a Great City and serve directly under a Prefect as a Commander."

"The Zacharias Tribe, the Queller Tribe, and our Morgan Tribe have governed this territory of ten million miles for more than three hundred thousand years. However, our three tribes were roughly equal in strength, and none could overpower the other two large tribes. Thus, the matter of building a city had been delayed until now."