Deities: Starting From Goblins-Chapter 984 - 559 Wild Angel
Chapter 984: Chapter 559: Wild Angel
Chapter 984: Chapter 559: Wild Angel
,But when faced with Logan, whom he had taken a liking to at first sight, and having interacted with him for so long, even the coldest person had developed a sliver of affection.
Moreover, Logan was a person who respected his elders and had a sense of filial piety.
Following at his side, he never suffered any loss. Even when he sometimes behaved cunningly, Logan might complain a few times but never disliked him.
In these days, had it not been for his nearing end of life, perhaps, he could have stayed by his side longer as an incarnation.
Regrettably, time waits for no one.
Nineteen sighed deeply, feeling nostalgic about the passage of time.
“It has been hundreds of years, and I really don’t want to stay in such a place anymore. I’ve tried many methods to break through but failed. I’ve lost hope and stopped scheming. Logan, I only hope to find an inheritor, someone who can also avenge me. I can give you everything I have. Can you?”
When he asked again, his tone was extremely solemn.
Logan, naturally, had no words to say and immediately knelt on both knees.
“Master, words cannot express the kindness you have shown me, and besides, you have always taken great care of me. How could I, someone with a conscience, possibly refuse you now, Master?”
“Master, in the presence of your true form, please accept my bow. From now on, I will inherit your mantle and become your successor. I will not hesitate to mention outside that my master is Blood Nineteen. Master, please accept another bow from your disciple.”
“Good, good, good, ah! I didn’t expect that in the end, I would have such a good disciple. Logan, you are a good disciple indeed!”
Blood Nineteen’s voice choked with emotion, pitying that the two had not become confidants centuries ago due to their vast age difference.
But several hundred years later, the incarnation of his who went out to find a disciple and met Logan was also their destiny, their serendipity.
Perhaps it was fate that they were meant to become master and disciple.
“Rest assured, having inherited everything of mine, I will certainly not treat you unfairly.”
Having said that, he suddenly let out a hearty laugh, his smile growing wider and wider.
“Haha, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and acknowledge your new owner. You have a new owner now, and I have passed on my mantle!”
As his voice grew more distant, more and more…
Bones from all around the cave slowly gathered together, breaking through the seal, and they gradually formed a skeletal Throne, majestic yet sinister.
However, the towering aura was something they could not hide.
“Sit upon it, child, all of this is rightfully yours.”
After a moment of being stunned, Logan also came to his senses and stepped forward to sit upon it.
The moment he sat on the Throne, it suddenly burst forth with a crimson glow.
Afterward, Logan felt a connection with the Throne, a profound mutual cherishing.
“Master, this is…”
“Silly boy, this is the Throne recognizing its owner. This has always been your Master’s steed, and now it’s yours. You are the new owner of the Throne, the successor I have officially acknowledged.”
Hearing these vigorous words, Logan felt an immense sense of pride swelling in his heart.
Indeed, he had taken over the mantle from his Master, and he was the new owner of the Throne.
At that moment, Logan recognized his new identity.
He truly understood the significance of the Throne.
“Master, rest assured, I will not disappoint you.”
Looking back at the bound Nineteen, he solemnly made his promise.
It was at that moment that memories of his Master surged into his mind.
Those were the scenes during Blood Nineteen’s final moments.
It turns out that it was several Family Clans and Sect Elders from the Upper World who had sealed his Master here.
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And because his Master was so powerful back then, it was a joint seal.
So many years had passed since then, and these people had become high and mighty. To seek revenge on them, he would even need to ascend to the Upper World.
Logan’s feelings were mixed; his Master had indeed been a formidable figure hundreds of years ago.
He had provoked so many enemies, each more influential than the last.
Fortunately, the Master only asked for vengeance upon his killers.
Otherwise, if he were to seek out every grudge one by one, probably more than half would be his Master’s enemies.
Logan felt a little dispirited, suddenly unsure whether agreeing to this was right or wrong.
Nineteen was passing on the Inheritance, how could he not sense his disciple’s turbulent psyche.
Worried his disciple might suddenly have second thoughts, Nineteen ramped up his efforts.
A continuous stream of power flowed into Logan’s body, as though it intended to burst him open.
With no more time for distractions, Logan quickly sat cross-legged and guided the massive force bit by bit into his muscles, bones, and blood, dispersing it to prevent concentration and accidents.
After a moment, his strength skyrocketed, reaching the peak of the Saint Seat Eighth Level.
He could have broken through to the Ninth Layer at once, but there was still a bit of bottleneck at this juncture.
Logan didn’t want to force the breakthrough and risk future troubles.
So he took a deep breath, and with effort, he suppressed his Cultivation Level.
In the end, it was only at the Saint Seat Eighth Level Peak.
As he opened his eyes, the Master’s voice came at the same time.
“Not bad, you’ve risen several levels in succession, and you’ve stabilized them well. That is the greatest fortune you could have. How does it feel, inheriting my things? Feels good, doesn’t it?”
Feeling his unmistakably increased strength, Logan couldn’t find a reason to disagree.
