The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1394

"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.