socalfunplaces Chapter 77 Demon
Chapter 77 Demon
Chapter 77 Demon
The water elementalist had become a god, seemingly without waves or ripples, but Karl clearly sensed that the people around him viewed him differently than before.
Even if a person becomes a god through a physical body, it only adds up to a Saintly Realm body. Once the divine avatar perishes, the Saintly Realm body can no longer cause any trouble.
However, if one becomes a god through two different systems, it means that if one cannot completely eliminate them, then there will be a god-level powerhouse watching over them at all times.
Becoming a god was a natural progression for Karl, but for others it required sufficient experience. At least after Karl became a god through water magic, Leyton and Crete would no longer approach Karl's direction, even when they were fighting in the air.
However, after witnessing the battles between the two, Karina felt rather helpless. For over ten years, Karina had not chosen either of them, and in Karina's eyes, Leighton and Crete were just like Boiling Sheep.
This day.
In the crimson mountains, the two fought again high in the sky, but their progress over the years was minimal. At least in Karl's view, their understanding of the profound mysteries remained the same, quite ordinary.
If in the past, when the two fought, the other lower-level gods would at least exchange a few words, now they just watch for fun.
Carl was no exception.
Just as the gods were enjoying themselves, a black-robed figure flew over from a distance above the mountains. Clay, who was watching the spectacle below, suddenly changed his expression and shouted at the two people still fighting for love in the sky, "Come down quickly! That's a powerful demon!"
"demon!"
The faces of the Blood Tiger tribe members who were looking up suddenly changed, and Karl even closed the windows.
The existence of demons is not a secret in the Blood Tiger tribe. Basically, after joining the tribe for a few months, most people will have heard about the existence of demons from hell.
Many people quickly left, while the black-robed figure glanced indifferently at the gods below before flying forward again.
The mountain range where the Blood Tiger tribe is located stretches endlessly, and the most central peak is like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the sky.
At the summit of this mountain stands an ancient black castle.
When the black-robed man, known as the "demon," arrived at the black castle, the castle gates opened wide, and people immediately and respectfully welcomed him inside.
Many people in the Blood Tiger tribe witnessed this scene and couldn't help but discuss it.
"That demon actually went directly to see the clan leader."
"Do you think this demon came to assassinate the clan leader?"
"Are you an idiot? Have you ever seen someone who's been assassinated greet the assassin head-on? I bet the clan chief invited them."
The residents of the Blood Tiger tribe were buzzing with discussion, and even after Karl returned to the stone house, he could still hear their chatter outside.
Karl has been a member of the Blood Tiger Clan for over a decade, and many things will become known over time.
In the black castle atop that highest peak resides the leader of the Blood Tiger tribe, a powerful high god named "Ogas," who is also the pillar of the Blood Tiger tribe.
This tribe, which possesses a superior god, is actually just an insignificant little tribe among countless tribes in hell. Yet, even in this small tribe, there is still a strict hierarchy.
The lowest class are naturally those from the Holy Realm. Some come from the material plane, while others are the new generation from hell. Without the help of god-level powerhouses, they can only do the dirtiest and most messy jobs, and this is in exchange for the Blood Tiger Tribe's protection.
At the very bottom and above are the poorest of the lower gods, like Karl, who have no income and nothing to rely on.
Among the lower-level gods at this level, the most famous in recent years is none other than Boiling Sheep, Krit.
Above this level is the middle level. Those lower-level gods who raise red tigers have visible income, and in just a few hundred years, they can basically collect one or two lower-level artifacts. If Crete had such strength, Leton wouldn't even have the idea of coveting Karina.
Above the middle level are the tribe's army, which is an army composed entirely of mid-level gods. Most of these people are mid-level gods who have refined their divine sparks, while those who can serve as captains are mid-level gods who have become gods on their own.
As team leaders, they were naturally high-ranking members of the Blood Tiger Tribe.
As for the higher gods, they have already reached the pinnacle of the divine realm, at least in the eyes of the Blood Tiger tribe's inhabitants, that seems to be the case.
At this moment, a demon who could be received directly by a high-ranking god arrived, leaving Karl no time to think.
"Strength is the key."
Before becoming a god, Karl maintained a steady pace of cultivation. However, after arriving in Hell, he discovered that the lower gods who had once been at the top of the war-torn Yulan Continent were just like ordinary cultivators. They would get tired from long hours of cultivation and would also be tempted by fine wines and delicacies.
Even the idea of watching for fun only came to Karl after he came into contact with these lower-level gods.
"I never thought I'd be so easily numbed by external things."
Carl couldn't help but marvel at the power of the environment.
Back on the Yulan Continent, I was very familiar with the upper echelons of the world. Starting from level seven, my strength was enough to annihilate an army of a thousand men, and my status was even high enough to be granted a fiefdom.
But even in this hell, lower-level gods are nothing more than one of the masses.
Seeing that the lower-level gods around them also experience joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and are no different from ordinary people on the Yulan Continent, the only difference between the two is that the lower-level gods possess extremely powerful strength and eternal life.
Apart from these two things, lower-level gods are still at the bottom of Hell, at the bottom where they can be swept away by a wave at any time.
"If I hadn't seen this demon, perhaps I would have gradually gotten used to the lower-level gods around me, and perhaps one day I would have even started to enjoy it."
Karl felt a sense of gratitude towards the demon, but he was also very wary.
After all, a demon that can be entertained by the high god Ogas must be at least at the same level in strength, which means it must be at least a four-star demon.
It's not easy to summon a demon of this power; without a high price, how could one possibly get a high-ranking god to take action?
time flies.
It was as if that demon had settled down in the Blood Tiger tribe.
With such a demon of unknown character as a deterrent, even Leton and Crete, who used to fight every month or so, quieted down.
After all, if this demon doesn't like it, there's no one to complain to if you get killed.
The next day.
Clay Lars, whom we haven't seen for some time, actually knocked on Carl's stone door.
Hearing the noise outside the door, Carl simply opened it.