Will It Be That Bamer?

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What should I do?"

Although he had been born for billions of years, Hermes hadn't truly gained consciousness for very long. How could he have experienced this?

"Take the weapon, acknowledge the warrior's allegiance, and then simultaneously swear a sacred Supreme God's Oath."

Brittany was anxious to death!

She had never seen a follower as undignified as Hermes.

However, driven by the psychological need to witness the sacred ritual, she still guided Hermes step by step to complete it.

"I call upon the Supreme God of Destiny to witness, I, Bamo Salif, swear to follow Lord Hermes until death, and from now on, his interests shall be my interests, and his pursuits shall be my pursuits!"

After quietly listening to Salif finish his Supreme God's Oath, Hermes suddenly fell into a brief silence.

Fortunately, Brittany, a fervent advocate of sacred rituals, was there to help.

He was only stunned for a moment, not allowing those witnessing the event to worry.

However, the vast majority of people were in a daze.

"The Supreme God of Destiny witnesses, I, Hermes, accept Bamo Salif's allegiance, and from now on, I shall regard him as a brother and partner!"

Symbolically taking the High-grade Divine Artifact Long Saber from Salif's hand, Hermes finally completed the sacred ritual.

"Rumble~!"

A sudden thunderclap echoed in the sky, a faint sensation that was born simultaneously in the souls of Hermes and Salif.

Only they knew that this sacred ritual had been completed.

"How is it?" Brittany asked hurriedly, "Did the allegiance ritual between you two succeed?"

Excitement shone in her eyes, completely unaware that she herself had created and witnessed history.

A Five-star Demon pledging allegiance to a God who had just completed the Demon Assessment was simply unprecedented in Hell.

"It succeeded!"

Salif said with a smile.

He had decided to pledge allegiance to Hermes on impulse. Fearing rejection, he had decided to pull the rug out from under him.

Although there was still a risk of rejection, the risk was extremely small. Salif gambled that everyone would be willing to witness the allegiance ritual.

This was extremely rare.

It had to be voluntary, and initiated willingly by the follower. The birth of this sacred ritual was inherently full of surprises and unexpected joys.

As it turned out, things went as he had predicted.

Hermes did not refuse.

Although he didn't understand the ritual, with Brittany, a fervent advocate of sacred rituals, in the Demon Castle, Salif didn't even need to guide him personally.

"It succeeded!"

Hermes nodded. It wasn't that he didn't know about the Supreme God's Oath, but that he didn't know about the allegiance ritual.

"There's such a thing in the Coiling Dragon World?"

What is learned from books is superficial; to know deeply, one must act. Reading about it and experiencing it firsthand are two different things.

History books only record the rise and fall of dozens, or at most hundreds, of people, but they are the real experiences of billions of people.

This is completely different.

"Wait a minute, what did you say your name was just now, Bamo Salif?" Hermes asked, having recovered his senses.

"Yes, that's right, my lord!"

Regardless of what others thought, Salif immediately got into character, playing the role of a follower.

"Bamo, Bamo?"

"That's not right!"

Hermes muttered to himself.

"Bamo, this should be a powerful individual from the Fire Element God Plane, right?"

He wasn't asking anyone in particular, but rather trying to recall a vague memory. Hundreds of thousands of years had passed, and he had been an ordinary person from Earth back then.

To remember the name Bamo already indirectly indicated the extraordinary nature of this name.

"That's right, my lord actually knows I'm from the Fire Element God Plane?"

Salif, or rather Bamo, was extremely astonished.

Because Bamo was his given name, and Salif was his family surname.

However, in Hell, he had never revealed his given name, always going by his family surname, Salif.

I was born in the Material Plane. I went to the Fire Element God Plane first, but I couldn't find the thrill of life-and-death adventure there. Since the teleportation fees weren't high back then, I spent all my savings to teleport to Hell.

Hermes nodded.

Compared to the Supreme Plane, the God Realm of the elemental gods didn't have much foundation nowadays.

Hadn't he also come to Hell?

I wonder if this Bamer is the one I know!

Hermes thought.

So, he didn't ask further.

He would find out eventually.

He was just a Five-star Demon, not worth taking on as a subordinate yet. But if it really was that Bamer, then everything would change.

This was the most sacred follower ritual in the Supreme Plane, and it was even witnessed by the Supreme God of Destiny.

There was no coercion, no temptation; Bamer had initiated the entire process himself.

This couldn't be blamed on old Hei!

"Salif, you still haven't told me what you encountered?"

Everything had happened too quickly, and the middle-aged man with white hair was stunned.

I just asked a question, and so many things happened at once. Did they have anything to do with my question?

Was it relevant to him?

He was speechless.

"Haha, Aiken, I was just about to tell you. What are you rushing for?"

Bamer Salif said with a smile.

"A God who can kill a Five-star Demon, and one who cultivates the Death Law at that.

"His material attacks are superior to mine. Why wouldn't I follow such a great being? Wouldn't that be foolish?"

Bamer felt he had profited.

Hermes felt he hadn't lost out either. He had gained a follower and obtained an incredibly magical possibility.

It was a huge profit, wasn't it?

"Didn't you ask if I failed the mission?"

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man with white hair nodded.

"And you said you succeeded."

"I failed, but my lord succeeded!"

A flicker of lingering fear flashed in Bamer's eyes. If not for Hermes, he might have been permanently lost under Basim's soul control.

"Ah?"

The middle-aged man with white hair was astonished.

"Your lord succeeded?"

"So, the Fort Master Zhe Lan was killed by Hermes?"

Aiken was stunned, feeling a strange sense of "you've got to be kidding me."

"So the Fort Master Zhe Lan was killed by Hermes? Isn't he just a God?"

Aiken became a little excited, and his voice was so loud that everyone in the Metal Life pod heard him.

The space wasn't that large anyway.

It could originally accommodate over a thousand people and was divided into front and rear cabins, but that was no longer necessary.

The front and rear cabins were merged, and the Metal Life reduced its size to fly faster.

"Do you think we should follow that Hermes?"

"I think everyone seems to value that ritual. If we latch onto such a powerful figure, it should be much easier to pass the Demon Assessment in the future, right?"

They began to discuss.

This did not include the purple-haired youth who had purchased the Blocking Gold Saber.

Not only did he not participate in the discussion, but a faint mockery flickered in his purple eyes.

What kind of trash could come up with such a wild idea?

Acting on impulse, more than a dozen Gods who had only managed to save their lives and hadn't obtained the Blocking Gold Saber at all, suddenly ran from behind to in front of Hermes.

Since this was Metal Life belonging to the Demon Castle, and the Demon Assessment had already ended, Hermes had no reason to stop others from approaching.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

More than a dozen Gods simultaneously knelt on one knee before Hermes and said in almost the same voice:

"Hermes, we are willing to follow you, we only ask that you help us complete the Demon Assessment mission!"