Kriman, who was already 1600 years old, was sitting cross-legged in the Tower, feeling his bloodline.
Compared to 800 years ago, he was now at the Nebula level, just 200 years away from the agreement he had with Eli.
āThere are still two hundred years?ā He frowned.
A fourth-circle warlock could only live for about 2000 years, so he could only live for a few hundred years at most. However, he was used to the feeling of being supported by resources, and he could not leave the bloodline tower.
āForget it. Itās fine like this.ā Kriman shook his head.
He didnāt want to go back to the central continent anyway, and he couldnāt defeat Herman.
He had met Herman a few times in the past hundreds of years, but Hermanās level was only way higher than his. He had tried to challenge Herman, but he could barely last more than a few moves.
āSuch a person is willing to stay on the West Coast.ā He could not understand.
With strength like Eliās, he would be considered a champion even in the central continent. He could not understand why he would be so āunmotivatedā.
He cast his gaze into the distance.
He was probably one of the few people who still remembered Herman. Even the previous tower master, Hein, had already stepped down, and now, even the new tower master was about to step down. In just a few hundred years, the bloodline tower had gone through many rounds of power changes.
But suddenly, his expression changed.
He could feel the aura of a new celestial on Mercury Island.
āIt should be that giant snake, Hydra or Nikola.ā He immediately thought of the two āpeopleā around Herman.
It was almost time.
A month later.
Once again, he felt the aura of another celestial.
āAnother advancement?ā Kriman was dumbfounded.
The interval was too short.
This time, he had even less intention of leaving this place.
But a month later, Eli actually summoned him.
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Walking on Mercury Island.
Krimanās old body looked at the Hydra that was entrenched on the mountain in the distance, as well as the aura of the celestial undead that came from the other side of the island. He finally confirmed his guess.
Hydra and Nikola had really advanced.
āI wonder why Milord has come to find me.ā Kriman lowered his head and pondered.
Soon, he arrived outside the Tower.
The door opened automatically.
āThe second floorās living room!ā A voice was heard.
Kriman was stunned for a moment before he walked in and arrived at the room on the second floor.
However, when he entered the room, he found an unfamiliar man sitting inside.
He had black hair and black eyes. He looked extremely young, but he was very handsome. To him, this was an unfamiliar face. However, this person was wearing familiar clothes, and there was a familiar threaded staff beside him.
āAnd you are?ā Kriman asked.
āWhatās wrong? Donāt you recognize me? Iām Herman!ā Eli smiled.
After hearing the voice, he was sure that it was Herman, but he was still confused. Why did he change his appearance?
āThis is what I originally looked like. Or you can also call me Eli. Thatās my real name, ā Eli replied with a smile.
He decided to use his own name and face. As for the name Herman, he would just let it go with the wind.
Kriman was dumbfounded.
He had never thought that Herman would use a fake face and name.
Or perhaps Herman had been replaced many years ago, or perhaps the bloodline tower was Hermanās in the beginning but was later replaced by this guy called Eli.
Kriman didnāt think much of it.
At the very least, Herman would have been Eli by the time he subdued him.
But Kriman was also feeling apprehensive. After all, Eli suddenly revealed his name and identity to him, which meant that something big was going to happen.
As expected, just as he finished thinking, he heard Eli say, āI have something to discuss with you.ā
āYour Excellency, please speak!ā Kriman also sat down on the sofa opposite Eli and said respectfully.
āIām going to leave the West Coast and head to the main tower in the central continent,ā Eli said calmly.
āThatās a good thing!ā Kriman said.
He didnāt understand what the problem was.
āBut Iām not going to use Hermanās identity. Iām going to use Eliās.ā
āSir, I understand.ā Kriman nodded.
At this moment, he was certain of his guess. Herman had definitely been replaced by Eli a long time ago.
As for why he didnāt use Hermanās identity, the reason was simple. Hermanās identity was too old. If he remembered correctly, Herman was more than 2000 years old, so it wasnāt appropriate.
āMy Lord, you mean Herman should die, right?ā Kriman asked cautiously.
āYes.ā Eli nodded.
He had deliberately guided Kriman. It seemed that he really āunderstood.ā
āThatās right. Herman will die in a few days, and his disciple, Eli, will take over as the new tower master. After that, heāll break through to the celestial realm. After that, Iāll take some people and leave the West Coast. Iāll have to trouble you to help me guard the West Coast.ā Eli didnāt hide anything and directly revealed his plan.
āSir, I understand.ā Kriman took a deep breath.
He had never thought that such a thing would actually happen today.
However, he wasnāt sad because Herman said that he would be in charge of the West Coast. It was a good thing, at least for him.
However, this also meant one thing, and that was that he had to submit completely to Eli.
Otherwise, he might not have been able to leave this place today.
āSir, donāt worry. From today onwards, I will only be loyal to you!ā Kriman immediately stood up and expressed his loyalty.
āAlright!ā Eli nodded in satisfaction.
Kriman had always been tactful.
Soon, Kriman, who had been branded with a soul brand, left. His next task was to clean up some information about Herman and prepare for the next step.
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A month later, in the year 4582 of the new calendar.
A piece of news spread.
Herman, the strongest person in the bloodline tower of the West Coast, a fourth circle celestial, had died at the age of 2400.
The news shocked the entire West Coast.
After all, Hermanās statues were found in every city on the West Coast. On this day, countless people walked out of their houses and came to the statues to offer flowers. There was even a shortage of flowers on the West Coast that day, and all the wildflowers in the surrounding area were plucked.
At this moment, some people also made a compilation of Hermanās life. Only then did everyone know how glorious and brilliant his life was?
He built the White Tower, destroyed the bloodline family, destroyed the black Isotta Alliance, destroyed the heart of the night, fought against the holy tower, fought against the hourglass, and fought against the Marine race.
It was as if every major event that had happened in the past was related to him, and his role in it was indispensable.
Without him, the United West Coast would not exist.
His brilliant resume stirred up memories of countless people and also made the new generation of warlocks admire him.
Amidst all the blessings, what Eli didnāt expect was that his faith imprint would fill up again.
āI wonder if this counts as a log-in reward for my new identity.ā
And in this chaos, even Hermanās last disciple, Eli, becoming the new tower master didnāt seem to cause much of a stir.