Ancestor
Éditeur: TheAlliance
Thorne turned his head in horror...
He saw an old person coming over with Patriarch Ofran, but this time, Ofran was slightly bowing as he led the way with a respectful attitude. The old man behind him seemed to be in his sixties, but was emitting frightening power…
"Heavens…" Thorne forgot to breathe.
Someone with such terrifying power that even Ofran showed such respect to...
He could easily guess the identity of that old man.
He could only be an ancestor of the Ancestral Land!
Thorne wasn't the only one who guessed that; the Elders who had been watching the battle prostrated themselves. The Merlin Family had stood tall in Okland for over a millennium. To outsiders, it looked like this was due to their countless geniuses, but the core of the Merlin Family knew that this was thanks to the existence of these old men.