Devouring II

Lu Sheng's strength was unquestionably at the level of a true god. No one doubted that. The only thing was, no one knew just how high his upper limit truly was.

"What you're talking about is only his current strength. But what if he provokes all the major churches? What if incarnations of true gods descend into the world? A saint's descent is no laughing matter," She'er refuted coldly from the side.

"Even if true gods descend and become saints, they can at most wield power at the peak of demigodhood. Perhaps with divine artifacts, they can briefly erupt with the power of a lesser god, but only a few beings with Powerful Divine Power could possibly achieve that." Mains was brimming with confidence.

Of all the lords, he was the most willing to leave with Lu Sheng.

He had long since grown sick of Hell. He had been waiting for an opportunity to escape Hell and flee the Hell Overlord's control.

Lu Sheng's summons had happened to give him that flawless opportunity. Thus, half-forced and half-willing, he signed the contract and followed Lu Sheng.

"My lord, don't you need divine artifacts? Let's just take them by force! Robbing them is the fastest way! On the main plane, we are now the true strongest. None can stand against us!" Mains called out loudly, a trace of fanaticism in his voice.

Lu Sheng slowly tapped the armrest of his seat with his fingers, thinking.

He had been in this world for over ten years. If he rashly started a war to seize divine artifacts, then because of the Godspawn and various other reasons, the gods would definitely join forces to suppress him.

Lu Sheng glanced at the Godspawn beside him.

Because of the special cultivation art he had created, these Godspawn,