Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 1102 - 778: Just now... What was that?

Chapter 1102: Chapter 778: Just now... What was that?

The scene before me shifted, with towering domes, smooth floors, and faint cheers audible in the distance.

And standing in front of me was the man who controlled everything.

"Father, why summon me back so urgently?"

"I have already found the exact location of that guy, with Mr. Devour’s help, I think if you give me a little more time I can..."

Upon closer examination, there seemed to be a slight smile at the corner of Ares’s eyes. He waved his hand gently, interrupting Patrick’s words.

"That is no longer important."

"Do you hear the cheers outside?"

Patrick nodded.

"I have already initiated the selection and nomination within the clan, and tomorrow I will undergo the review from the Dragon Court."

"For me, it’s just a formality, which means starting tomorrow, I will shed my current identity to become the contemporary Dragon Saint!"

"At the same time, I will alter the heir to the throne!"

He took a step forward, gently patting Patrick on the shoulder.

"At such an important moment, how can you not attend?"

"Since the world passage has already been sealed, neither Kenneth nor that mysterious person matters anymore. Once I become the Dragon Saint and secure the Silver Dragon Clan’s seat at the Dragon Court."

"Everything will come to an end!"

Even Ares found it difficult to contain his excitement at this moment, having been warned about the mission and responsibilities of that identity since childhood.

Through relentless cultivation and combat, he earned the recognition of the entire race for his outstanding abilities.

Yet ironically, at the most critical moment, when he felt poised to make history.

A cold rejection shattered all his fantasies.

And now, after countless years of effort, he finally reached that position once more.

According to the rules, not even the envoys of the Dragon Court have the authority to reject him twice.

"So... can I really... can I really?" Patrick was not as composed.

Transcendents are human too, and in some sense, their desires manifest more intensely, although aware of his body’s issues and understood the punishment facing him once the truth is exposed.

But Patrick couldn’t care about all that now.

He wanted to bury that secret deep in his heart forever.

"An accident that occurred during a rescue mission targeting Kenneth, leading to severe physical trauma..." That seemed like a perfect excuse.

"Or can we wait a little longer and find other methods?" Patrick had already started contemplating matters for when he becomes the Dragon King.

"Let’s leave it at that." Ares retracted his hand with a smile.

"There’s one more thing I want you to remember." Ares’s expression turned serious.

"Our relationship must never be known to anyone, and also, tomorrow I will publicly change the heir. Rest assured, this will face almost no resistance."

"But after you become the heir, I need you to publicly declare yourself insufficient in strength, thereby pleading for me to temporarily manage the entire Silver Dragon Clan, and gradually transition power, awaiting your rise."

Ares’s silver pupils stared intensely at Patrick, even though the person standing before him was his own son, he wouldn’t be vague on key issues.

Like being doused with a bucket of cold water, Patrick’s heart sank to the bottom, "Won’t this...?"

"Do you have any objections?" Ares’s snort smothered the rest of Patrick’s words in his mouth.

"No."

"I will comply."

Patrick knew that controlling both the Silver Dragon Clan and the position of Dragon Saint had always been Ares’s desire.

Under normal circumstances, this request was reasonable.

But now, Patrick knew about his own issues, he may never reach the Fifth Tier, and if Ares knows this.

Then his so-called status as heir might remain perpetually unconfirmed.

This wasn’t just idle speculation, based on his understanding of his father.

Such a thing would undoubtedly happen.

"Very well."

"Go rest, manage your expressions, everything is ready, just waiting for tomorrow to arrive."

Ares walked out of the great hall, looking down at the city that lay beneath his feet, then gazed at the sky.

"What does it mean to build a city in the sky?"

"I want all members of the Silver Dragon Clan to etch my name into their hearts forever."

"Is this the precursor to the beginning of a legend?"

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ares was eager to share his current emotions with someone.

...

The ice spread, freezing almost even the surrounding space solid.

Devour elegantly floated in mid-air, with a faintly discernible Ice Dragon behind him.

Even in dragon form, this creature’s surface only elicited thoughts of elegance.

More uniquely, vibrant pure ice rings surrounded Devour.

Clear and transparent, without any impurities.

This signified that the entire power of rules mastered was concentrated in the realm of ice.

This was a terribly frightening thing.

Because it was pure, it was powerful.

In contrast, at this moment, Roger’s ring appeared colorful, pleasing to the eye, but Devour merely glanced at it before withdrawing his gaze.

The void rings represented the manifestation of a Ring Bearer’s power, the embodiment of rules, on this matter no one could cheat.

"Running for such an opponent as you really was not worth it."

Disappointment flickered in Devour’s eyes as he looked towards the stone house behind Roger.

"Prince Kenneth?"

Roger nodded.

"Then we should be more cautious, Ares told me, he can’t die here yet."