The saint starts out by traveling around the world with a group of elves.

The God Realm, the name sounds much more advanced than the Pan-World and the Underworld, but in fact, the God Realm is just an independent space that depends on the existence of the Pan-World.

Although the concentration of various energies in this space far exceeds that of the Pan-World, its area is only half that of the Pan-World.

But in essence, the divine realm still belongs to the pan-world. Many people have longed for the place where gods live, believing that the divine realm must be a beautiful place full of endless joy and without any worries.

But the fact is just the opposite, the environment of the divine realm is extremely harsh, and there are many small secret realms hidden in the large broken dark spaces. Most of these small secret realms are deserts, volcanoes, ice fields, etc.

Except for the kingdom of gods, the environment in the divine world can be described as extremely terrifying.

Coupled with the war between gods that broke out more than a thousand years ago, the environment in the divine world can be described in one word: no trespassing.

The God of Death, one of the main gods of the universe, possesses extremely terrifying power and is also the culprit who started the war between gods.

The existence that successfully comprehends the power of the law and successfully ignites the divine fire is a god. The gods are divided into three levels, from low to high, according to the strength of their divine power and the laws they comprehend, namely, third-level gods, second-level gods, and first-level gods.

The Lord God is just a respectful title. A first-level god whose power and strength are strong enough will be respected as the Lord God.

The God of Death is the undisputed main god, with countless subordinate gods under his command, even powerful first-level gods like the God of Corruption and the Lord of Disaster serving him.

The Death God's kingdom is the largest among all gods, slightly larger than the East Continent of the Pan-World.

You must know that the Kingdom of God is the foundation of the existence of gods. As long as the Kingdom of God is immortal, gods will be immortal. Putting aside the strength of the God of Death, he also has another title in the world of gods, and that is the most difficult god to kill.

There are ordinary creatures in the kingdom of the god of death, or most gods are like this, and these creatures exist to provide faith.

But unlike the underworld, the creatures in the kingdom of the God of Death can only and must believe in the God of Death wholeheartedly.

The God of Death distributes his kingdom to his subordinate gods for management just like the human kingdom, and he is only responsible for harvesting faith on time.

The Death Knight of Punishment, a notorious first-level god under the command of the God of Death, manages a large territory of the kingdom of God for the God of Death. Molinad is a member of this large territory.

Molinad is a succubus and is also the person in charge of faith management in the territory. In layman's terms, she brainwashes all newcomers and instills the greatness of the god of death.

Today is an important day for Molinade, so she dressed up specially and put on a seductive leather jacket, looking at her plump and attractive body and her delicate skin that was barely visible.

Molina smiled with satisfaction and pulled down the collar that could not cover her full chest a little bit, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. Molina pursed her seductive red lips, revealing a pitiful expression, and then prepared to set off.

Molina twisted her slender waist and the tail with a heart-shaped tip behind her swayed gently, giving her a different kind of temptation.

Today is the day to meet Lord Death Knight of Punishment. Molinad is ready and can offer her body at any time!

As a first-level god, the Death Knight of Punishment owns a luxurious palace. Walking through the exquisitely decorated corridor, Molinad arrived at the main hall of the palace. Standing in front of the door, Molinad took a deep breath, then pushed open the door and entered the main hall.

Someone was already waiting for her at the round conference table. It was a tall figure. When Molinade saw this figure, she instantly felt her breathing become heavier.

The figure wearing pure black heavy armor and emitting a terrifying aura is the Death Knight.

Except for the Grim Reaper, no one knows what the Death Knight looks like. Under the heavy helmet, one can only vaguely see a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.

Powerful and indifferent are his synonyms. He has conquered countless kingdoms of gods for the God of Death. That pitch-black sword is the most horrifying nightmare in the hearts of some weak gods.

"Sir, I am here to report to you on the development of faith in the territory over the past few months."

Molinad only looked at the figure, then immediately lowered her head and spoke in a respectful tone. She dared not make trouble before the business was done.

"Go ahead."

A dull voice came through the helmet. It was a deep male voice. There was no emotion in the words, which were bland and somewhat indifferent.

But Molina didn't care about these. She just felt her mouth was dry and she couldn't help showing love in her eyes. But she still responded respectfully with "yes" and then reported her work.

The Death Knight just listened silently, like a sculpture, without any movement.

Half an hour later, Molinad finished speaking, and just as the Death Knight was about to ask her to leave, the succubus could no longer bear it.

"My Lord!"

The succubus, who had been standing beside the Death Knight of Punishment and had always been extremely respectful, collapsed directly into his arms, stretched out her soft and boneless little hands, and gently stroked the cold armor. Molinad's expression was touching, and in her eyes, which were so emotional that they seemed to be dripping with water, there was a tempting invitation to let him do whatever he wanted.

The delicate skin that was barely visible had even turned a little pink, and the slender black tail was gently sweeping across the surface of the armor, sending out a silent invitation.

"Go down, don't make me say it a second time."

The tone of the Death Knight did not fluctuate at all, and was still cold and ruthless. He did not even lower his head to look at Molinad, and was not moved at all by the beauty in his arms.

Molinad's body trembled. Although she was extremely unwilling, she had to reluctantly leave this strong embrace.

The little succubus had such courage because Molinad knew that the Death Knight, who was seen as cold and ruthless by other gods, was actually very kind.

Of course, one thing is for sure, Molinad still didn't dare to disobey the order of the Death Knight. The succubus could only retreat unwillingly, but she secretly swore in her heart that she would definitely take him down next time!

Unfortunately, Molinad's wish was not to be fulfilled. As soon as she reached the door, an unprecedented change occurred.

There was a loud noise like thunder, followed by a shaking sensation like an earth-shaking earthquake. The sky was shattered, and a terrifying figure stepped out from the crack. The black shadow spread to the sky nearly ten thousand meters away.

The world seemed to have become dim. Under this terrifying power, Molinad could only crawl on the ground, trembling with fear on her face. This was also the true portrayal of the current situation of most creatures in the territory.

"Cerberus?!"

The tone of the Death Knight finally changed this time. The Death God's Kingdom was shattered and a big hole appeared. That familiar but somewhat strange figure seemed to be the three-headed hellhound Cerberus? !

But let’s not talk about the fact that Cerberus is a die-hard fan of the God of Death and it is impossible for him to attack the Kingdom of Death. He should be just a weak third-level god.

Feeling this breath that even made him a little frightened, the Death Knight of Punishment stood up, a pitch-black sword appeared in his hand, and his eyes became solemn.