One Strength Overcomes Ten Skills

"Boom~!"

The spindle-shaped Metal Life turned into a sphere, flew into his hand, and he put it away into his Space Ring.

Then, Hermes crashed straight down from the sky.

He left a deep crater in the ground.

With the blessing of a Gravity Spell, the speed coming down like this is much faster than flying.

He was a real eccentric!

He actually complained that flying down was too slow, directly cast a Gravity Spell on himself, and then smashed down like a meteorite.

The speed was fast alright, but the ground suffered for it.

"Rumble~!"

With Hermes's speed, plus the physical strength brought by fusing with his Saint Domain Golden Mountain True Body.

This crash was truly as terrifying as a comet striking the earth.

It kicked up thousands of meters of dust.

Fortunately, this was a volcanic range stretching for millions of miles, where volcanic fluid magma spread to form a scorched black ground that was almost devoid of vegetation.

Only a tiny handful of life communities adapted to the volcanic climate gathered here.

Otherwise, even more living creatures would have suffered.

"Roar~!"

Suddenly, a group of red giants hundreds of meters in tall flew over from afar.

"Who is it?"

Angry shouts shook the wilderness.

"Who is disturbing the peace of our Salasis Tribe?"

The lead giant abruptly transformed.

A red-bearded old man with a height of over three meters flew in front of Hermes.

"Is it you, outsider?"

The red-bearded old man wore an unkind expression, but when he saw Hermes's muscular, knotted physique, a trace of appreciation involuntarily flashed in his red eyes.

Yet he still put on a stern front.

His huge crimson eyes stared fixedly at Hermes.

"This..."

Hermes was speechless; he had only accelerated his descent, so how could it cause such trouble?

"I shouldn't have provoked you guys, right? I just flew down from the sky—who made a rule saying you can't smash straight down?"

He still wore a grievance-filled expression.

"I even wanted to stay here for a while, yet I ran into the aborigines—it's somewhat awkward!"

Besides, Hermes did not like to easily expose his Golden Mountain True Body; it was best to hide among the mountains.

Swallowing treasures in silence.

It was better if no one knew.

"Outsider, you haven't answered my question yet."

The red-bearded old man's temper seemed rather poor, or perhaps his disposition had changed due to his living environment.

He was like he had eaten Volcanic Magma.

"It was me, what about it?"

Hermes had slaughtered countless living beings along the way, but they were all bandits who had also tried to rob him.

Slaughtering them all left him with zero burden.

But this time was different, because strictly speaking, Hermes had indeed disturbed the peace of the giants' tribe.

Moreover, although this red-bearded old man spoke in an irritable tone, he hadn't actually attacked him, instead pointing at the deep crater and repeatedly asking if he was the one who did it.

"Nothing!"

The red-headed man shook his head.

"You disturbed us, but as long as you fight me, win or lose, our Volcanic Giant race will allow you to settle here."

For some reason, this fellow actually wore an excited expression.

Fight? Don't you know that all fights carry risks?

Hermes thought to himself.

"I won't bully you either; we will only fight with pure physical strength, and I won't use High-level God Power."

The old man's expression was excited, making Hermes break out in goosebumps.

This... this old freak wouldn't swing that way, would he?

Thinking of his peerless looks, a wave of worry instantly hit him.

Damn it, if I discover any signs of that, I'll smash you straight into a culture medium for cultivating volcanic fungi.

Before Hermes could ponder further,

crimson flames suddenly ignited on the red-bearded old man's body.

"Are you ready?"

This fellow actually had some integrity and really didn't use High-level God Power.

However, fusing his divine body with his Saint Domain true body was still necessary, or what was there to fight with?

His hundreds-of-meters-tall Saint Domain true body was also completely out of proportion with Hermes's height of just over three meters.

"Come on~!"

Truth be told, this was the first time Hermes had ever met someone who, like him, loved to use fists to solve everything.

"Boom~!"

Stamping a foot on the ground, the scorched black rocks shattered, and the giants following behind the red-bearded old man scrambled to dodge.

"Piss off, little brat!" laughed the old man, who looked like a giant red penis.

"Today, I'm going to let you all witness what a real battle is!"

Volcanic Giants were a race that worshipped violence and were particularly enthusiastic about pure physical combat.

"Come~!"

Hermes and the red-bearded Volcanic Giant stood opposite each other, surrounded by scorched earth and occasionally smoking magma fissures.

The Volcanic Giants watching all around were mostly youths with Saint Domain strength.

From time to time, they murmured in low discussions, yet they dared not disturb these two powerhouses about to clash.

"The patriarch is a High God, after all. Fighting a Middle God—even if he wins, it won't be very glorious, right."

These really were a bunch of unfilial descendants, actually gossiping about their patriarch.

You must know that

Salasis was not only the great patriarch ruling over the Volcanic Giant race, but also their ancient ancestor.

Now, leading by example was also for the future of the Volcanic Giant race.

Salasis would never admit that he simply saw Hermes's might and couldn't help his hands itching for a fight.

"Boom~!"

Hermes stomped his foot, likewise striking a combat posture.

The ground shattered in response.

His muscles gleamed in the setting sun's afterglow, resembling the statue of a warrior ready to meet a challenge.

Salasis took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a thirst for battle, and his rock-hard body radiated an astonishing sense of power.

Only, crimson magma continuously flowed beneath his skin.

Hermes was different; underneath his skin was entirely gold.

That was the effect of fusing with his true body.

Explosive increase in strength, material defense, and a surge in Material Attack.

Coupled with the silver canopy in his sea of consciousness, he feared nothing!

"Boom~!"

The moment the duel began, the red-bearded old man rushed at Hermes with astonishing speed.

His fist tore through the air, carrying scorching air currents.

Hermes did not panic in the least, dodging to the side while launching a counterattack. His fist, like a heavy hammer, slammed fiercely into the red-bearded old man's shoulder.

"Bang~!" The collision of the two forces kicked up a flurry of dust and rock chips.

There were no divine power lights and shadows, only the purest possible physical collision.

"Bang, bang, bang~!"

"Hiss~!"

Under the continuous pounding, the red-bearded old man couldn't help letting out a groan of pain, but immediately afterward, an even richer appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"That's it! This is a real battle!"

Even though he was at a disadvantage, Salasis did not use High-level God Power.

He simply relied on his own physical strength and combat experience to fight Hermes.

"Bang, bang, bang~!"

"Boom, boom~!"

The sound of fists breaking the air and bodies colliding echoed endlessly.

Although Salasis's combat techniques were superior, Hermes's physical strength was on a completely different level from his.

As the battle progressed, Hermes gradually gained the absolute upper hand.

One Strength Overcomes Ten Skills—that described precisely the current situation.

Hermes was progressing at flying speed!

Besides, combat techniques themselves required continuous tempering.

Although the battles he had experienced along the way were numerous, they had all relied on raw strength and law mysteries to crush opponents, doing little to improve his combat techniques.

Now was different.