The golden figure gleamed as it appeared. It was none other than the Holy Lord.
"Well, have you accomplished your task? Can you now return to the Star Divine Race and inherit the rest of my power to become a true Holy Lord?" The golden figure didn't waste a second before he spoke. His voice sounded firm, which reflected on the serious look on his face.
"Why the hurry? Subduing all the nine calamity beasts and sealing them in the Divine Land took me a long time and great effort. I would appreciate it if you could allow me to take some rest first. Besides, it hasn't been long since you came back to life. If you pass your power on to me so soon, you might die again before you know it. Anyway, I've promised you that I would take over your position, remember? I have even inherited some of your power. Do you really still have doubts that I'd run away?" Rocky replied, his brows pushed into a frown.
He heaved a sigh after realizing he had already exhausted his strength after his battle with Wraith King Sebastian's soul. His body felt weak and feeble. After he had through everything in the world, all he wanted was some peace and serenity for the rest of his life. All that, however, had been interrupted by something he did not expect. Not long ago, the calamity beasts had come back to reality and started harming living creatures in the world.
In order to save the Wild Spirit Land one more time and protect everything he cherished there, Rocky had reached an agreement with the Holy Lord—eventually, he had to become his successor. The test Rocky faced to succeed him enabled him to inherit a part of the power of the Holy Lord so as to control the Divine Spiritual Source again.
Through his inherited power and the Divine Spiritual Source, it came easy for him to suppress and bring the nine calamity beasts that aggressed the entire Wild Spirit Land into the Divine Land and seal them there. It was all thanks to his effort that the Wild Spirit Land could escape from quite a tragic disaster yet again.
After saving them, Rocky was supposed to return to the Star Divine Race to inherit the divine power from the Holy Lord. It was just as they had agreed on, so he reckoned there were no other options left for him back then but to agree on it. However, now that the Wild Spirit Land was safe and free from the calamity beasts, his relief caused irresolution in his mind. Suddenly, he felt unwilling to go back to the Star Divine Race. To be more exact, it was the last thing he wanted. After all, once he became an actual Holy Lord, he would need to treat everything and everyone in the world as mere an outsider—including his beloved Wild Spirit Land. What seemed worse for him was the fact that under no circumstances could he reunite with Marcia, Isis and other women.
Needless to say, he was having strong urges of entertaining his ambivalence. He decided to play the waiting game, sincerely hoping he could delay going back with the Holy Lord.
"Listen. I made a big mistake in the past and had long lost the qualifications I need to be the Holy Lord. I hope you understand. I just want to pass down the position as soon as possible so I can finally be reincarnated to atone for my sins in my next life," the Holy Lord said. His soft voice sounded like a long and heavy sigh.
"Oh, come on. Don't feel so despondent. You're a deity! Gather your courage and snap out of it. In less than no time, I'm sure you'll recover and even regain your passion and composure. How about I return the strength to you so you can continue being the Holy Lord? I'll just stay in the Divine Land. If one day you get tired of being the Holy Lord, I will take over your position then." Rocky immediately grabbed the opportunity to draw up a plan in his favor.
"Humph. I know you're trying to coax me. It's quite obvious that you just don't want to take my place since you still have some attachment to the Wild Spirit Land..." The Holy Lord trailed off as he looked away from Rocky. He had already seen through Rocky.
"Well, I'm not saying I'm not going to do it. It's just that they have now become so vulnerable that the tiniest attacks could ruin them altogether. If I assume the responsibility as a Holy Lord now, there's going to be an absolute reason for me to go out of my way and help the Wild Spirit Land if something happens to them. I just can't do it right now. I can only become the Holy Lord when they've finally regained their vitality," Rocky replied and shrugged.
"Young man, I told you that every land has its fate. The Wild Spirit Land will soon suffer another catastrophe as fate has decided. No matter what you do to save it this time, it cannot escape the fate of destruction in the end." The Holy Lord looked very solemn, and his voice was void of amusement when he spoke.
Hearing what the Holy Lord said, Rocky fell out of sorts. "Another catastrophe? Soon? It's not going to happen at least for another year, right? Or maybe several years after that?"
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