Finally Comfortable

"Gah?"

Hermes's pupils widened, looking as if he'd seen a ghost.

"This!" The beautiful Brittany was also stunned.

Hermes was astonished because he didn't know Hell had such shameless individuals.

Not only did they exist, but a dozen of them showed up at once.

Brittany was also astonished, because she felt these dozen crawling insects had polluted her beautiful imagination of the sacred follower ritual.

"How dare you?"

Brittany extended her snow-white, jade-like hand, trembling as she pointed at the dozen disheveled Gods of the Middle Rank kneeling on the ground.

"Get out~!"

"Just get out!"

She was about to die of anger. What kind of filthy creatures dared to defile the sacred follower ritual in Brittany's heart.

"We want to follow Hermes, and it's none of your business!"

A God of the Middle Rank, still kneeling, argued righteously. He thought this ritual was just a mutually beneficial transaction.

He thought it was just asking the Supreme God of Destiny to bear witness, and it wasn't a big deal.

Little did he know, this was eternal servitude from the follower to the one being followed, and it also represented the responsibilities the one being followed needed to fulfill.

In Hell, every sacred follower ritual was extremely difficult to establish.

And almost every ritual represented a legendary story.

Of course, Brittany didn't rule out survivor bias.

But she had grown up reading these kinds of legendary stories, and the follower ritual in her heart was extremely sacred.

It absolutely could not be tainted by these dozen insignificant wretches!

"Hermes? Do you agree to our following you? If you agree, then make the oath of the Supreme God of Destiny with us."

Seeing Hermes's lack of reaction, these Gods of the Middle Rank impatiently urged him.

It was as if Hermes had truly struck gold by gaining their followership.

"So what if you're a High God? Aren't you just as pathetic as us? Even your brothers are all dead!"

This was their true inner thought. People are sometimes unclear about things.

Gods are no exception.

It's not that becoming a Deity improves you in all aspects.

Intelligence is a good thing, but not everyone possesses it.

"Can I kill them?"

Hermes didn't answer. He just looked up at the white-haired middle-aged man and asked.

"Aiken? That name also represents an extraordinary person."

He thought to himself.

Hermes didn't know what was going on. Ever since his rebirth, there were always coincidences like this.

For example, this time, he encountered Bamer, a five-star demon from the Fire God Realm, and even took him as a follower.

Too much of a coincidence!

Also, Hermes hadn't had time to study the yellowish bead he obtained from Blocking Castle yet.

It was probably some kind of rare treasure!

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to absorb the entire Blocking Castle. This wasn't as simple as putting things into a Space Ring.

"You can't kill them, but they haven't completed their Demon Assessment tasks. You can throw them out of the Metal Life!"

The white-haired middle-aged man, Aiken, said.

He was also a bit tired of these people.

If they had any self-awareness, they wouldn't have made such a request.

What did they think the follower ritual was, some kind of industry contract?

Even if it were an industry contract, there should be corresponding entry thresholds. Could anyone sign it?

Look at Bamer and Hermes!

One was an established five-star demon, and the other, though a God, possessed the strength to easily kill another five-star demon.

"To feel mutual admiration and form a contract, becoming brothers for eternity. What do you guys think?"

Just as the purple-haired youth thought:

"What kind of trash dares to crash the follower ceremony?"

"Throw them out!"

Hermes said.

He followed the rules and knew to first ask the person in charge of the Demon Castle.

Actually, this wasn't absolutely necessary. Since it wasn't within the city, even if Hermes killed these shameless individuals who didn't know their place, the person in charge of the Demon Castle wouldn't be able to do anything to him, because those were the rules of Hell.

Let alone killing a few losers from the Demon Assessment, if they truly had the ability, they could even kill Aiken himself, and it would be acceptable.

Besides the deceased's friends, no one would seek revenge for it.

Because such were the rules of Hell. Life was about combat. As long as they weren't children of a Sovereign God, and as long as it wasn't within the city, Hell was a battlefield everywhere.

"Bang bang bang~!"

Hermes's words fell.

Bamer inverted the long saber in his hand and repeatedly struck the kneeling Gods with the flat of the blade.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!"

As they were flung out, the Metal Life walls cracked open with the same number of holes.

There was no collision, no delay. The Metal Life walls cracked open in positions that precisely predicted their trajectories.

"Huh? We're here in Yilan City for the Demon Assessment! We paid the Ink Stone, you can't just throw us out!"

The miserable howl lasted only for a moment before being left behind by the high-speed flying Metal Life.

They could no longer be heard.

This was the wilderness tens of millions of miles away from Yilan City. It would take months for Metal Life to fly here.

Relying on themselves to fly?

It would likely take years to return to Yilan City.

Moreover, this was the wilderness. Without a Demon Medal, and not being a High God, even Hermes would face incessant robberies.

Them?

They probably wouldn't survive until then.

"Hahaha~!"

With a grin, Hermes showed no remorse for being the instigator.

No one cared.

Even the purple-haired youth sitting in the back felt a sense of exhilaration.

"Finally, this feels good!"

He couldn't help but mutter.

"People who are shameless aren't truly invincible!"

Hermes said something that everyone didn't quite understand.

But because of his strength, even the white-haired middle-aged man smiled politely.

"As it should be!"

"A true man should be like this!"

Clutching the Space Ring in his hand, the purple-haired youth's eyes revealed intense envy.

The Space Ring contained the Blocking Gold Saber he had purchased.

"No rush. As long as I return to the Demon Castle and successfully submit the Blocking Gold Saber and the Demon Emblem, I'll be a powerful one-star demon."

The purple-haired youth encouraged himself.

"But, I still feel so envious!"

In the front row of the Metal Life's cabin, Hermes sat confidently, with Bamer seated beside him.

He even whispered to him:

"My lord, once we return to the Demon Castle, as long as you submit Basim's Withered Wood Scepter, you'll immediately become a five-star demon."

"Hahaha!"

After speaking, Bamer laughed.

"I really want to see the surprised expressions of those people in the Demon Castle."

"Huh? Directly rising from a one-star demon to a five-star demon, can you really operate like that?"

Hermes said in surprise.

He said this without any regard for Aiken, the middle-aged man with white hair.

This was a test!

Hermes wanted to see if Aiken, who was from the Demon Castle, would have any special reaction to him and Bamer blatantly farming points.

There was none!

Aiken showed no reaction at all.

"I say, Aiken, we're plotting to farm demon points here. As an official of the Demon Castle, shouldn't you stop us?"

Hermes said.