. As soon as he finished speaking, his piercing aura instantly burst forth.
At the same time, an oppressive might arose from him, sending shivers down the spine.
Logan merely watched and pursed his lips, a solemn look passing through his eyes.
The Holy See and the Saint King Level were, after all, too far apart.
If he were at the Saint Rank, perhaps he wouldn't have to worry about this.
Thinking about it, Logan sighed softly, realizing that even with the Throne, it was still an external power; he needed to enhance his own strength fundamentally, for only with his own strength could he be truly unrestrained.
He was naturally annoyed with the proposition put forth by the person before him.
This person was so protective of the Demon Race, or perhaps it was a way to coerce him.
