Having killed countless demons, Ron was now going to die here. Ron's mood was indeed quite complicated and terrified.

He had an urge to leave here immediately, because he was worried that after Klaren fell, the terrifyingly powerful iron warrior would also regard him as an enemy, and it would be too late for him to escape at that time.

But he was reluctant to leave, because he noticed the artifact in the hands of the Golden Behemoth God Klaren. It was a divine sword. Although it was a heavy sword, it was at least a sword-type artifact.

It is much better than the Tiger God Gabriel's everlasting sword.

I have a feeling that this magic sword belongs to me and it is calling me!

Sword God Ron muttered to himself, staring at the battlefield under the distant starry sky. He hoped that the Golden Behemoth God Klaren would die quickly, so that he could buy the magic sword from the King of the Black Technology Kingdom, and then return to the central area contentedly.

Thinking of this, he was not going to leave, but he still took out a scroll called the Time and Space Scroll, which could teleport him hundreds of millions of kilometers away in an instant.

He had already decided to stay and make a deal.

If an accident occurs, he will teleport away immediately without staying for even a second.

Because half a second is enough time for the iron warrior on the battlefield to seal time and space, and at that time even the Divine Scroll of Time and Space cannot save him.

Let's take a chance! I hope that the king is really serious about doing business.

What's more, if I die, the Kingdom of Black Technology will be equivalent to actively declaring war on my God of Truth system. At that time, the restrictions will be lifted, and my God of Truth system will be able to directly break out of the central area and destroy the Kingdom of Black Technology.

In the eyes of Sword God Ron, this is also one of his safeguards. He believes that the ruler of the Black Technology Kingdom is not yet ready to go to war with the central area.

…

Time passed quickly, and the war between gods under the distant starry sky came to an end.

“Don’t kill me!”

The Golden Behemoth God Klaren screamed in despair, but it was of no avail.

Stark didn't hesitate at all. He swung the main artifact in his hand and directly chopped off the body of the Golden Behemoth God Klaren.

After a while, when Claren's divine body had reorganized itself, it entered its weakest stage.

Stark pierced his forehead with a sword again, then forcibly grabbed his soul out of his body and held it in his hand.

"No!"

The soul of the Golden Behemoth God Klaren kept struggling, in despair, "I surrender, please don't kill me, I am willing to become a subordinate god of the Lord of your faith!"

"You are not firm enough in your heart," Stark looked at him coldly, and then destroyed the forbidden space-time battlefield.

At the same time, his eyes fell on Sword God Ron, and he frowned and asked, "The God of Truth in the central area?"

Looking at the soul of Klaren in his hand, Sword God Ron was so scared that his face turned green, and he immediately explained, "I am here to do business with your King, not an enemy!"

"Yeah?"

Stark looked at him for a long time with a scrutinizing gaze, until Sword God Ron had the urge to turn around and run away.

He nodded slightly and looked away.

Stark handed the soul of the Golden Behemoth God Claren to the Angel Gladys and said,

"Take it back and put it in the Holy Grail, so that he can understand what faith is."

"As you command, Your Majesty Stark." The divine angel Gladys took it respectfully.

Ignoring the struggle and screams of fear of the Golden Behemoth God Klaren, he went straight back to the Holy Light Temple of the Black Technology Heaven and placed his soul into the Holy Grail.

After entering the Holy Grail, Claren immediately roared, "Let me out, what the hell is this place?"

At this time, the spirit of the beast god Balk floated over and explained kindly,

"Don't be afraid, Your Majesty Traren. This is the baptismal hall for the soul and the starting point of faith."

"You are Balk, you are not dead?"

The Golden Behemoth God Claren widened his eyes. After he finished speaking, he suddenly screamed again, "Gabriel, why are you here too?"

Gabriel curled up in the corner of the Holy Grail, his soul enveloped by the holy white light. He looked up at Claren and said, "Claren, it's you, my friend. It's been a long time since we last met. But please don't disturb me from praying to the Almighty."

"Are you crazy?" The Golden Behemoth God Klaren was shocked.

Tiger God Gabriel said in a gentle voice, "I am not crazy. I finally understand the true meaning of faith. Claren, I am very happy to meet you here."

"I'm not happy at all."

The Golden Behemoth God Klaren cursed back and wanted to escape from here, but the Holy Grail was indestructible and could not be broken no matter how he attacked.

A moment later, the Holy Grail burst into a dazzling light, and endless divine power surged towards the soul of the Golden Behemoth God Klaren. At the same time, melodious hymns echoed in the Holy Grail space.

Claren was even more terrified because he knew what was about to happen to him.

"This is not what I want, let me out!"

He was shouting and roaring, but no one could hear his voice except the souls in the Holy Grail. In the end, he was submerged in endless holy light.

Under Stark's watch, Sword God Ron also returned to the Black Technology Heaven, but he did not dare to enter Tang Xiaofan's capital.

Still standing in the sky outside the royal capital, he was deeply shaken because he saw with his own eyes a god who was in the late stage of upper god status die in front of him.

The Golden Behemoth God Klaren was infinitely more powerful than him, but his body was imprisoned and his soul was captured. His screams of unwillingness and despair still echoed in his mind.

This had a great impact on him. When he looked at Tang Xiaofan again, the contempt of a middle-level god no longer existed in the eyes of the Sword God Ron.

On the contrary, his expression was solemn and very polite. "Your Majesty, the King of the Black Technology Heaven, do you want to sell the Storm Sword, the natal artifact of the Golden Behemoth God Klaren? If so, I would very much like to buy it."

"Wait a moment,"

Tang Xiaofan always responded with a smile.

Facing the God of Truth who could bring him a large amount of divine power crystals, his attitude was very good.

Hearing this, God Ron had no choice but to wait quietly.

After waiting for about several hours, he suddenly felt that Tang Xiaofan's divine power suddenly increased by dozens of times.

The fluctuation of divine power was directly raised from the primary level of middle-level god to the peak level of middle-level god.

Only one step away from being promoted to the level of a higher god.

"How is this possible?"

Sword God Ron was immediately shocked. He had never seen someone’s realm improve so quickly!