Red Stone City

The divine beast phantoms were as solid as reality!

The wings of the two Golden Eagles vibrated to send out pale cyan beams of light.

The Flame Lion opened its mouth to spit out a scorching red ball.

The roar of the Silver Wolf contained a special sound wave that confused the soul.

Facing the innate divine abilities of four mid-level god divine beasts, any ordinary mid-level god who encountered them would meet a 100% fatal end with zero chance of survival.

Yet Linley was different!

His burst speed was simply too fast, and he easily evaded the attack range of the innate divine abilities!

"Thanks for coming to deliver godheads!"

A mocking smile surfaced on Linley's face.

He was a Lightning Element mid-level god who fused three Mysteries!

He was not someone these zero-fusion powerhouses who relied on divine beast bloodlines and innate divine abilities could mess with!

Just as his voice fell, the long saber had already swept across the bodies of four of them, killing them in a single move in a flash, revealing the corpses of the divine beasts.

"My lord, spare my life!"

At the critical moment, a destruction element low-level god avatar flew out from the soul space of the Blond Youth. Watching his boss and the others completely perish, he was instantly scared ashen, his entire face filled with terror.

At this moment, his heart was filled with regret!

"Hey, you actually achieved external godhood. Not bad, not bad, worthy of praise, and another godhead."

Linley playfully joked in surprise, casually delivering another strike to cleanly and neatly kill his divine avatar.

All of this happened in just a flash!

The other low-level god bandits were all panicked, scattering and fleeing in different directions one by one. They were quite smart, knowing that their chances of survival were slightly higher this way.

Seeing this, Linley sneered. "How could I possibly let you go? Hand over your godheads, all of you!"

He opened his five fingers, and divine power flowed!

"Boom!"

A large amount of lightning burst forth like a spiderweb, rapidly forming a semi-circular prison that continuously shrank. A dozen-odd low-level gods were trapped inside, and the instant they so much as touched the edge, their bodies crackled and burst apart, dying.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Linley waved his saber again to kill the remaining low-level gods. The whole process was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables, and his expression did not even change.

To Linley, who fused three Mysteries and also used Magnetic Field Power to amplify the quality of his divine power, low-level gods of this strength—even if hundreds came—were simply gifts of food.

This scene made Thomas and Corey's hearts palpitate with shock and filled them with admiration. Although they were both mid-level gods, the gap between them was as wide as heaven and earth, and they secretly smiled bitterly, knowing that trying to compare oneself to a genius like Linley was simply asking for trouble.

"A bumper harvest, a bumper harvest!"

Linley beamed with joy as he put away the spoils of war. Not only were there those four divine beast mid-level gods, but among the killed low-level gods, three were also divine beasts.

Linley greeted the stunned pair, smiling. "Let's go and check out their lair."

The three of them entered the forest, and their Spiritual Senses soon discovered the hidden cavern world and castle. Several thousand Saint Domains still lived inside, most of them magical beasts, primarily eagle, lion, and wolf types. Among the humans, several of the prettiest women were gathered in four separate rooms.

Thomas's Divine Domain swept across them, killing all the magical beast Saint Domains and storing them away in his space ring. He said happily, "If we take these ingredients to Red Stone City and sell them to a restaurant, we can make a bit of money."

Linley did not care about such pocket change and simply took all the space rings. He loved the feeling of opening blind boxes—you never knew when you might pick up some good bargain.

Linley looked toward those terrified human Saint Domains and spoke in an indifferent tone, "Hand over all your space rings."

Everyone obediently obeyed.

Linley said, "We are heading to Red Stone City next and won't be dragging you burdens along. You can freely choose to leave or stay behind and wait for us to return so we can go live in a tribe together."

Someone immediately responded excitedly, "I am willing to wait for my lord's return and follow my lord!"

"I am willing too!"

Almost everyone was willing. They all knew how low the status of Saint Domains was in Hell, and running around blindly meant certain death. Rather than that, it was better to patiently wait for this god-level powerhouse to return and lead them away together.

Linley nodded, picked up the space rings, and dripped blood on them to bind them and inspect their contents, focusing on the inheritance of the four mid-level gods.

After a moment...

"There are actually three mid-level godheads, plus four hundred thousand ink stones. I wonder how many people they had to rob to save up that much, and now it's all my gain."

"Hm, gathering these low-level godheads together can also be worth a fair bit of money."

"Too bad there are no resources like soul gold granules or soul gold beads."

Linley shook his head, but he also knew that if such good things truly existed, they would most likely have used them themselves, and the probability of any remaining was extremely low. Clearly, he didn't have such great luck this time.

"Let's go."

Linley gave a call, setting off anew with Thomas and Corey.

"This is Red Stone City!"

The red city walls, towering like a mountain, radiated a faint sense of weight and steadfastness under the refraction of sunlight.

Countless god-level powerhouses lined up in an orderly fashion to enter the city, each paying one ink stone. However, there were exceptions—demons!

Those wearing Demon Medals puffed out their chests, taking confident steps to enter the city directly without needing to pay ink stones. The guards at the city gate didn't even spare these people a glance, taking it as a matter of course. This made many of the queuing god-level powerhouses envious and jealous, yet no one dared to raise any questions.

In Hell, anyone could become a demon as long as they passed the examination missions of the Demon Castle. However, the demon examination had an extremely high mortality rate, and only a minority of god-level elites had the strength to pass. Usually, only mid-level gods went to sign up, and if they were lucky, they could become a one-star demon.

Although the three of them were all mid-level gods, Linley and his companions lacked Demon Medals, so they honestly queued up and paid one ink stone each to enter the city.

Thomas breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "It's safe once we get inside the city. This place is under the protection of the great Overgods. Private fights are strictly forbidden for everyone, otherwise the patrolling soldiers inside the city won't let you off."

Corey said with a yearning expression, "My biggest dream is to buy a house in the city, but the prices are too expensive."

As he spoke, he looked at Linley, envy flashing in his eyes. He had no doubt that with this leader's abilities, he would definitely be able to buy a house in Red Stone City in the future.

Linley asked curiously, "How much does a house cost?"

He had truly forgotten to ask this earlier. In his memory, during the era of the original book, the cheapest house in Emperor Wing City was eight million, though one needed luck to buy it, and ordinary cheap houses usually required sixty million ink stones, while expensive ones cost hundreds of millions of ink stones.

In this current era, based on Linley's personal perception, the number of powerhouses in Hell was far from as exaggerated as in the future. The market determined prices, and he wondered how much it cost to buy a house now.

Corey answered truthfully, "I heard that even the cheapest ones cost five million ink stones. As for those expensive houses, there are some costing seventy or eighty million ink stones!"

Linley thought to himself, Indeed, the timeline is different, and the prices vary greatly.

From an investment standpoint, taking advantage of the early cheap prices to hoard a batch of real estate and sell them for a profit when they appreciated would be a huge gain. However, Linley's ambitions weren't that small; becoming a Hell landlord could not satisfy his appetite.

Chatting casually, Linley and the other two walked along the spacious street. On both sides of the road were luxurious and exquisite buildings, including restaurants, hotels, and clothing stores.

Signed