âWho are you? What right do you have to fight me?â
Eustaceâs gaze was hostile as he stared at the man on the wine gourd. Although their cultivation levels
were on par, Eustace was absolutely confident. Astor had the Umbrella of Destiny in his hand coupled
with many trump cards. Astor could definitely take down this guy within five minutes.
Astor
He
Astor
He
âA seed? Hmph. All of you fake seeds have to yield to me. When the time comes, all of you shall
become my slaves.â
Astor envisaged a certain possibility on a whim. Astor would get all those so-called seeds from other
sanctuaries over and sign Soul Contracts with them to make them into his henchmen. Then, his
strength would rise greatly, and he would create an invincible team to sweep across America.
Astor
He
Astor
He
Even if those geezers beyond the sky were to descend, he would kill them to the point that they fled
helter-skelter.
At that thought, Eustace was excited.
Looking at the man on the wine gourd, he felt he was looking at his livestock. Astor then immediately
said, âWhy would I not dare to compete with you? However, itâs really childâs play to carve âfakeâ on the
laserâs forehead. Even a three year old kid doesnât want to bet on that. Bet bigger if you want to.â
Astor
He
The man on the wine gourd said, âHow do you want to bet?â
Eustace said, âThe loser shall sign a Soul Contract with the winner and become a slave for the rest of
his life!â
âWhat?â The man on the wine gourd was shocked upon hearing those words.
To his surprise, such a huge bet had been placed. It would be too risky.
Esmeralda said nothing. She was also sizing up the man on the wine gourd because she had never
seen this man either⦠The seed of each sanctuary was different. All of them basically hid in the
forbidden areas of the sanctuaries and focused on cultivation, so they had no interaction with each
other. Most of them had never stepped out of the sanctuaries in the past three millennia.
She also had no idea of the manâs identity nor his origin.
It was then that another person came flying in the sky. Under his feet was a yellow flag that supported
him at a breakneck speed.
The one who arrived was an unusually handsome young man in an ancient outfit with fluttering long
hair, emanating the vibe of archaic vicissitudes all over his body. Floating in the sky, he looked at
Eustace and said, âWhy donât I bet with you that the loser shall become a slave for the rest of his life?â
Eustace looked at that man.
Astor felt somehow familiar after observing him carefully. Eventually, he recognized that man. At that
time, he trembled all over. âYou are⦠The young sect master from Warrenâs Heavenly Palace, Nikolai
Jovorich?â
Astor
He
The man smiled, âI never expected that someone in this world would still recognize me. Itâs been three
millennia. This is my first time stepping out of Abbot Mountain. â
âYouâre really Nikolai Jovorich?â
Eustace was truly stunned. It was because Nikolai was already very famous in antiquity. Astor was the
only son of the legendary sect master of Warrenâs Heavenly Palace, Rosetta Jovorich.
Astor
He
Rosetta had ruled Warrenâs Heavenly Palace for a total of eight millennia, and she was still the sect
master until late antiquity.
Legend had it that Nikolaiâs father was a king of gods.
Rosetta had ruled Warrenâs Heavenly Palace for eight millennia, but no one knew that she had ever
had a man. She bore a child for no reason as if she had conceived out of thin air. Moreover, he was
extremely talented and had entered the deity realm at a young age.
Back when Nikolai was running rampant among the younger generation, Eustace was still playing
childrenâs games!
It turned out that this man kept hiding in Abbot Mountain. Astor was also one of the seeds.
Astor
He
In that case, how many bigwigs like them were still hidden in the Wasteland?
Eustace did not dare to accept the match in the face of Nikolaiâs bet.