Divine Power Potion

Truly rude.

Because these scrolls are similar to the magic scrolls of the Material Plane, they are single-use consumables.

If Hermes were to accidentally open one, his losses would absolutely not be small.

Afterward, it would be difficult for the Demon Castle to even determine fault, because the Demon Horn Merchant had already agreed to it.

"But you can only look at the exterior; the scroll will take effect immediately upon being torn open!"

He added.

If it weren't for the fact that Hermes had bought over a hundred Metal Life, including the latest model, the Starship, without blinking.

Behdra would not have agreed.

It turned out that none of the people who could come to the Demon Castle to do business were fools.

"Of course!"

Hermes nodded slightly.

He knew that in the Coiling Dragon Universe, possessing a Teleportation Scroll was sometimes more precious than any treasure.

The only concern was, could this Teleportation Scroll be reliable?

If it were truly that useful, why would there still be a Plane Battlefield?

Everyone would just carry a large pile of Teleportation Scrolls and shuttle back and forth between the Star River Channels.

He casually picked up a scroll, feeling the fluctuations of the Magic Array contained within.

"Good, I'll take all these Teleportation Scrolls!" Hermes said decisively.

Whether they could be used on the Plane Battlefield or not aside, the Magic Array within the Teleportation Scrolls alone was worth studying.

"Haha, good!" The Demon Horn Merchant's face broke into a smile.

He hadn't expected this seemingly ordinary Mid-level God to be so generous.

Behdra quickly nodded:

"Alright, Lord, I'll pack them up for you right away."

As he smiled, Hermes also smiled.

One cunning merchant, One big guy who didn't do business without capital but reaped all the rewards without capital, they both felt they had profited.

So who actually lost?

While the demon merchant was busy collecting the magic scrolls, Hermes' gaze shifted to the potion area nearby.

"Divine Power Potion~!"

This was the label on the counter.

Normally, Divine Power carries the imprint of life itself, and no one can refine the life imprint of Divine Power.

Except for the Sovereign.

Even if Divine Power is stored in advance, this stored Divine Power can only be used by oneself.

Furthermore, storing one's own Divine Power is extremely troublesome.

Even the Sovereign Power drawn by the Sovereign from the ocean of Divine Power cannot be used by just anyone.

However, with the Sovereign's methods, they can easily erase the life imprint on the Sovereign Power they draw.

The Sovereign spark not only contains infinite will and boundless might but also contains infinite knowledge.

Sometimes knowledge is inferior to strength, and sometimes, knowledge is far simpler and more efficient than pure strength.

As long as the Sovereign is willing, They can also help High-Gods erase the imprints in their High-level God Power, allowing the High-level God Power to be given to others to use, just like Sovereign Power.

The problem is, the Sovereign is unwilling!

How could a High-God have the face to ask for such a thing?

Rather than doing that, wouldn't it be easier for the Sovereign to create more Sovereign Power? Why go through all the trouble?

In the Coiling Dragon World, Only the Sovereign can absorb Sovereign Power for others to use.

Even a Great Perfection expert cannot.

Let alone a Great Perfection expert, even Linley, with his unprecedented four soul mutations, could not do it.

Before he refined the Sovereign spark, Linley could clearly feel the Sovereign Power beneath the High-level God Power.

But no matter what, he ultimately could not draw the Sovereign Power.

The Sovereign spark not only provides the Sovereign with infinite will and might but is also a unique bestowal of universal authority.

"Thank you for your patronage!!"

Hermes put away the Space Ring handed over by the Demon Horn Merchant.

He casually tossed it into his robe.

In reality, he tossed it into the Golden Space within his main body.

"Is this really a Divine Power Potion?"

When he saw bottles of potions shimmering with strange light displayed on the counter, he couldn't help but ask.

This was another sight that defied his previous common sense.

"Yes, it has the same effect on restoring Divine Power as the real thing."

This potion merchant, who had three eyes on his forehead, was a High-God.

His attitude wasn't as formulaic as the Demon Horn Merchant's, but he didn't look down on Hermes either.

He couldn't afford to!

After all, Hermes had bought so many goods without batting an eye; he was clearly a big spender, and who would dare to look down on him?

Strength?

Strength couldn't be eaten. This was Yilan City, the Demon Castle. No matter how greedy someone was, they wouldn't dare to rob someone here.

"So, you're saying this isn't a genuine Divine Power Potion."

Hermes retorted.

"Customer, you're splitting hairs now, aren't you? No one dictates that Divine Power Potions must be refined with Divine Power!"

The three-eyed merchant said as a matter of course.

"Holy crap, you make so much sense, I'm speechless!"

Hermes, who had been poisoned by false advertising in his past life, was instantly convinced by this unscrupulous merchant.

"I..."

He wanted to say more, but thinking that the Teleportation Scrolls he bought earlier were probably also fishy, he stopped talking.

Anyway, Hermes didn't expect the so-called Teleportation Scrolls to have the effects the Demon Horn Merchant claimed.

That was impossible!

"Let me check the labels~!"

After looking at the labels on the Divine Power Potion counter one by one, he understood.

"This is all highly compressed elemental energy; it will indeed have a recovery effect similar to Divine Power."

He didn't trust unscrupulous merchants, but Hermes trusted the Demon Castle.

Since they could be displayed here, these potions must have been verified by the Demon Castle, and by professionals at that.

These so-called Divine Power Potions could restore Divine Power, while others could enhance combat effectiveness.

There were even several rare potions that could temporarily enhance the user's Law Comprehension ability.

However, there was no precise numerical value indicating how much it could be enhanced.

A one percent increase was still an increase, and so was one in ten thousand, wasn't it?

With the perception of a God-level Expert, even a one in ten thousand difference would surely be noticeable.

Additionally, the duration of the Talent Enhancement Potion wasn't clearly stated, only that it was a temporary boost.

Wasn't that stating the obvious?

Even the Earth Flame Essence only temporarily enhanced cultivation talent. As long as the Earth Flame Essence wasn't completely consumed, that Law enhancement would remain.

Otherwise, why would Earth Flame Essence be a treasure worth ten trillion Earth Crystals?

It was just that the Golden Space within Hermes's body was even more miraculous.

It directly preserved the temporary effect.

"Give me one of each of these potions!" Hermes said to the three-eyed merchant.

He himself had no concept of the miracle of the Golden Space.

Anything miraculous was worth trying.

In the Great Earth God Realm, Hermes couldn't refine Earth Crystals, but after arriving in Hell, it seemed he suddenly could.

The Divine Artifacts and items he had devoured on his journey from Mirror Moon Cliff might have contributed.

Although "Refining Sovereign Power" was still just a guess, that didn't stop him from thinking it.

"Alrighty~!"

The three-eyed merchant's smile bloomed like a chrysanthemum; he knew he'd found a big customer today.

While responding, the three-eyed merchant quickly gathered the potions for Hermes.

Once all purchases were complete, Hermes looked at his haul with satisfaction.

"In the past, I relied entirely on ambushing bandits, but in the future, I might have to change this simple approach. Ambushing is worse than buying!"

Given the miserable state of wild bandits, what good things could they possibly have?

As for the "Silver Moon," it was purely an accident. Countless ambushes later on yielded nothing, did they?