Kana looked at the tentacled person and pointed, surrounded by a ground full of corpses.

"These are demon corpses, fresh ones. My scroll killed them, but they aren’t good at handling these corpses.

So it’s a temporary trouble for you here. As for the reward you need, just select from the corpses you decompose."

Upon hearing these words, the tentacles expressed a gesture of respect in a strange manner.

The eyes on the tentacles glanced around.

"Your clan is truly admirable."

He wasn’t just flattering; he was stating the truth.

Raelia goes without saying, a legendary powerful being.

The God’s subordinates must include several legendary strong ones; having one here is normal.

What concerned him were those Night Watchers.

Each at Level Ten.

In their eyes, there is naturally no such level symbol, but to them, everyone is at the limit of the extraordinary.

Every one of them stands at the threshold of legend.

There are hundreds here.

Across the whole Blood Battle Battlefield, that’s of course insignificant, but these are the scrolls of a God.

Then it’s indeed another matter.

Impressive for sure.

It’s just unclear if there are only these hundred plus, or if there are more.

If there are only a hundred plus, then one can only say Kana is a flourishing God, very normal.

If there are more, then it depends on how many indeed.

The quality and power of the scrolls reflect the God’s domain and the composition of their power.

For those who often deal with scrolls and deities, they can discern it.

"You are willing to come here, facing the Venerable of chaos and evil. It is an honor to serve you."

Kana understood the other’s intentions and waved his hand.

"No need for that, according to your rules, in the future there will be more. I will then have dedicated scrolls to negotiate with you."

Upon hearing this, the tentacle creature couldn’t help but say, "You’re truly a remarkable existence."

Because Kana’s words revealed that his scrolls are organized and systematic, even having dedicated personnel to handle the commercial aspect.

Which doesn’t look like a system a newborn God should have.

In this case, he couldn’t just use standards for leaving a good impression to handle this corpse processing.

Normal cooperative commercial conduct must be used to process them properly.

Raelia stood by and watched.

She didn’t understand these things, nor did she fully comprehend the abyss or blood war.

Seeing the tentacle monster’s appearance, honestly, she almost swung the axe.

The surrounding Night Watchers felt similarly, looking at the various creatures behind the tentacled person. Apart from elves and dwarves, other creatures were new to them.

But fortunately, they knew where they were headed, and had some basic understanding, so could hold back.

Carefully watching how these people process demon corpses, learning from the sidelines.

They couldn’t always let outsiders handle such things, looking bizarre; better to stay vigilant.

They observed these people, and these people likewise observed them.

The most bewildering actually were the elves and dwarves within these groups specifically processing demon corpses.

Among the hundred plus Night Watchers, there were dwarves, elves, beastmen, half-elves, humans.

Mainly humans, followed by elves and dwarves, only a few of the other two kinds.

They all knew news of this newly arrived deity.

After all, it’s a deity; even with weak divine power, that’s still a deity.

Able to boost morale for their side in the blood war.

But this scroll contained elves and dwarves, what does it mean?

But seemed vaguely incorrect.

Are these elves?

Even dwarves were confused; dwarves have some connections amongst themselves, as they are spirits of the earth.

But the Night Watcher dwarves before them, you say they’re dwarves, and in appearance, indeed they were.

But the feeling was completely of flesh and blood, is this right?

Conversely, beastmen and half-elves weren’t surprising.

Because to them, beastmen amongst Night Watchers were various special human types.

They didn’t think the other was a beastman, as their idea of a beastman was entirely different.

Conversely, humans they hadn’t seen.

And they held the majority.

Kana’s external representation was also human.

So what they could confirm was that humans were the scroll’s main body, other life groups might have joined afterward.

As for peculiar lives with elf and dwarf appearances, they might be similar other races.

This was uncommon in New Street, but not unheard of.

Thus both sides scrutinized each other, but not affecting their actions.

"The world outside is vast indeed."

Raelia watched the situation here and sighed.

Bizarre creatures.

The only constant was the use of magic.

Magic Power was the common power across the Star Realm.

Just then.

A faint phantom appeared on the side.

Surprisingly, the first to become alert weren’t the Night Watchers, but those dismantling demon corpses.

In an instant, they pulled out their respective weapons, forming a formation ready to attack.

After that, the Night Watchers prepared.

This faint phantom was a giant three-headed evil dog, burning flames, flowing with lava.

Three sharp snouted dog heads, full of sharp teeth and drool like molten lava.

The tentacle monster glanced at Kana, reminding, "This is the lord of demons, the master of Hellhound, the Three-headed Evil Dog—Cerberus."

Kana glanced, not preparing for combat.

Because it was just a power’s illusory projection, no need to care, it was clear the other wasn’t here to fight.

The three heads of the evil dog surveilled the surroundings, then focused on the Minotaur diligently doing its work.

"What space are you preparing to overlay here?"

The three-headed evil dog asked, three heads, forcibly divided a sentence into three parts.

Unclear if they used one mind or three different minds.

"Looking at your eyes, really don’t know where country bumpkin came from."

The evil dog mocked, without courtesy.

"I have three heads but only one mind, yet can have three ideas."

"Just say multitasking in one mind, will make you seem more cultured." Kana suggested.

"Oh! Yes, exactly, that’s what I meant."

The three-headed evil dog’s voice rose, agreeing.

Then the three heads inspected Kana, nodding repeatedly.

"Your deity’s good, much better than that brainless flashy brute, looks like someone with a brain."

Then said again, "Don’t worry, not here to fight, just to look around, see what you’re doing."

"Finished looking?"

"Finished, yet another here for revenge, oh dear, really don’t get it."

Mumbling, the three-headed evil dog’s phantom vanished.

"So what did he come for?" Raelia frowned and asked.

Is this an abyssal Evil God?

How come not the same character as Blood God?