Perhaps…he would be his successor in the future?
Suddenly, Ottle's father had this thought.
Although the Ottle brothers were all talented, they were still a little lacking if they wanted to be his successors. Even Zofee, whose strength had already reached the elite level, was still a little lacking. This was not a difference in strength, but in talent!
Zofee was almost 15,000 years old now. She was already in her prime and was at the peak of her strength. It would be very difficult for her to improve further in the later stages.
For the past 20,000 years, the Country of Light had been in an awkward period of not having a successor. This made Ottle's father extremely worried and he devoted himself to nurturing the next generation of the Country of Light, hoping that the Country of Light could become glorious again.
However, there were too many soldiers who died 20,000 years ago. Other than the ordinary civilians, almost all the soldiers of the Country of Light died in that war!
Even though there were new generations of Otto soldiers entering the battlefield, the Country of Light still had to do their best to maintain the peace of the universe even though they were severely injured. As a result, some of the soldiers died in the space battlefield before they could even mature.
Therefore, it was almost impossible for high-level warriors to survive!
Only now, with the accumulation of lives, could the new generation of warriors be considered to have gained enough room for growth.
Zofee, the First Generation, Sai Wen, Jack, and Ace were all people who had grown up during this period of time. They were considered the few warriors with the most potential in the new generation.
As the most talented warrior in the Country of Light, Ottle's father naturally had a unique vision. Even though the few of them were very talented, based on the talent they displayed, their strength would only be at the Half-step and Elite level if nothing unexpected happened!
With such strength, they definitely couldn't lead the Country of Light to maintain the peace of the universe.
The monstrous combat talent that Diersus had displayed now gave him hope. He was an heir who had the hope of reaching the Legendary Warrior level!
After perfecting his Flying Kick skill, Dierthas gave it a name as usual.
"I might as well call you the Whirlwind Flying Kick.”
"Flow" represented a meteor-like fall, representing the speed and agility of this flying kick skill!
The "spin" was naturally the high-speed spinning energy drill on his feet!
Hence, it was named the Whirlwind Flying Kick!
"In just one or two minutes, you were able to develop such a perfect kicking technique. Dierthas, you are the most talented person in combat in my entire life!”
Ottle's father looked at Diersus with satisfaction.
Feeling Ottle's father's gaze, Dierthas shook his head.""Captain, you praise me. This is just a coincidence that I had some ideas before and now I'm using them. I'm just lucky.”
He could be considered to have borrowed the convenience of being a transmigrator. After all, with his knowledge from his previous life, he could gather a very good skill.
If he hadn't been a transmigrator and had obtained the Divine Elemental System, allowing him to extract all kinds of elements, perhaps he would still be an ordinary Blue Race warrior who had no combat talent and could only walk the path of a scientist in the Oort School.
Ottle's father was very satisfied with Diersus 'attitude.
Humble and not arrogant! Even the actual leader of the Country of Light, who had defeated the Great Emperor of the Dark Universe, had once been arrogant and complacent due to his youth and naivety.
Of course, after suffering a few losses, he gradually matured.
"Although Diersus is only a child, his mind is like an adult warrior who has experienced countless life and death situations. He is very steady. Sometimes, I even wonder if he is an adult.”
Of course, this thought only flashed through his mind.
An adult?
Ottle's father had watched Diersus grow up, so he naturally knew. Perhaps it was because of his parents 'misfortune that he was often more mature than his peers.
"This child has suffered too much. He's already bearing such hatred at such a young age. I only hope that he won't be blinded by hatred.”
"Dierthas, what is the purpose of your battle?”Ottle's father pondered for a moment and suddenly asked,""What are you fighting for?"
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