Born Almighty Warrior

Chapter 1394 The Next Lord

"Make fun of you? No, no, no. I am praising you. I can tell that you are not that arrogant. You are

confident," Otis said. "I am a man that appreciates confidence.

I want to take you somewhere and show you some secrets."

"Lord, do you really want to..." The First Deputy Chief's voice trailed off. He couldn't believe what Otis

was offering.

Ricky looked back and forth between the First Deputy Chief and Otis. He didn't know what was going

on.

"Of course. You know how long I've been waiting for this moment," Otis replied, looking at the First

Deputy Chief with serious eyes.

"I know... I'm just a little shocked," the First Deputy Chief said.

"That's fine. Please make the arrangements," Otis replied.

"I would, but I'm afraid that those men are not willing to do that. After all..." The First Deputy Chief

stopped talking and looked at Ricky helplessly.

"Tell them I'm begging them!" Otis demanded.

"Ricky, why do I get the feeling they're talking about something related to you?" the Evil Mandragora

said.

"It's okay. No matter what happens, they won't harm me," Ricky reassured. At that moment, all he

cared about was finding out where Otis wanted to take him.

Wherever it was, he was sure that it was not ordinary. After all, Otis was the strongest warrior in the

Misty South.

"Beg? How could you do that?" the First Deputy Chief questioned using his internal power.

Otis' decision and what he had chosen to do for Ricky were beyond what he thought possible.

"All right. You seem to have made up your mind," the First Deputy Chief said with a resigned smile,

sighing and slumping his shoulders.

"And I hate to rush, but the Passage World under each of the Sheol Cities is expanding faster and

faster every day. I know that you're aware of this too. My guess is that the devils will invade again in

less than five hundred years," Otis admitted, feeling worry overcome him.

"Less than five hundred years?" The First Deputy Chief's mood changed from shock to seriousness in

a matter of seconds.

Five hundred years would pass in the blink of an eye, especially for top masters like the two of them. It

was the same amount of time that they used for deep cultivation in seclusion.

Without saying another word, the First Deputy Chief left, possibly to carry out Otis' instructions.

Meanwhile, Otis tore the space and brought Ricky into the depths of the Third Sheol City.

Ricky had never heard about this very passage that they were going through before. He guessed that

only the members of the Misty South Palace, maybe even just Otis, knew about it.

The passage was well-hidden and very long. They moved at Otis' speed but it still took them a whole

day to reach their destination.

At the furthest point, there was a colorful space world.

It was not the ancestral spirit. It was the color that the underground world possessed.

"Sir, what is this place?" Ricky asked.

"It's the center of the Misty South!" Otis answered.

"What? We're in the center of the Misty South?" Ricky stared at Otis with wide eyes.

The core of a continent was the center of it. If the center were to be broken, the whole continent would

perish over a few hundred years.

But it was very hard to infiltrate the center of a continent. Its location was so confidential that maybe

only the heaven law knew where it was.

But Otis was able to find it.

"The Misty South Palace was created during the first era. Its purpose was to fight against the devils. As

a result, every lord of the Misty South Palace is recognized by this continent and knows how the

location of its center," Otis explained.

"Oh! I get it!" Ricky nodded. "Then you brought me here for..."

"I think you know exactly why. I intend to make you the next lord of the Misty South Palace!" Otis

finished for him.

Ricky was stunned into silence.

It took a long time before Ricky uttered, "Sir, are you joking?"

"I've brought you all the way here. Would I do all of that for a joke?" Otis pointed out with a smile.

"Sir, my strength is not.." Ricky began in a low voice. The awkwardness of the fact that he was so much

weaker than Otis was overwhelming. He wasn't ready to take the position.

Otis' revelation had caught him off guard.

"Boy, Otis thinks very highly of you," the Dragon Intent Grass said. "If you agree, you won't have to

worry about having no supporting force anymore."

"Ricky, do you know where I was during the selection?" Otis asked.

"Please tell me, sir," Ricky said.

"The Eastern Land and the Western Land. I've been there where you once stayed. Over time, I've

learned a lot of things about you," Otis explained.

"I know about your character and your attitude towards things and other people. You are very

ambitious. But the thing that I appreciate about you the most is your sense of responsibility.

Because of your sense of responsibility and your talent, I made my decision."

"Otis has spent a lot of time and effort on you!" the Dragon Intent Grass said, sighing.

"I'm flattered to be the next lord of the Misty South Palace," Ricky replied, but he still felt confused.

The truth was, the lord of the Misty South Palace was a very tempting position, but it required strength.

In fact, nothing less than the top strength in the continent would be suitable for it.

Right now, Ricky was too weak.

If he were to become the next lord of the Misty South Palace, before the other forces took action, the

rumors that would spread throughout the Misty South would be enough to crush him.

"Don't worry. I won't announce it to the public until you are strong enough," Otis said when he noticed Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Ricky's worry.

"Well, thank you very much, sir, but I think I should wait to accept the position until I have enough

strength," Ricky replied.

He wanted to be the lord of the Misty South Palace, but it would be inappropriate for him to take the

position before he was qualified, and it would take him a long time to be qualified.

"I brought you here with me. You have no reason to refuse," Otis said, smiling at him reassuringly.

"Well... Okay!" Ricky gave in.

'It looks like I've gained another identity. The next lord of the Misty South Palace... I have no choice but

to accept the position, ' Ricky thought to himself, trying to avoid shaking his head.

"Brat, you took advantage of the situation but you still acted innocently," the Dragon Intent Grass said

after hearing Ricky's thoughts.

The Dragon Intent Grass wanted nothing more than to scold Ricky in that moment. How could he still

want to refuse an opportunity like that one?!

"Well, you are right," Ricky said helplessly.

"Ricky, there is one more thing I have to inform you about. Whether you can become the lord of the

Misty South Palace or not depends solely on you. In the future, if you can't grow enough to take the

position, I will have to remove your memories of today," Otis warned.