Logan ends up in a world of familiars, where everyone can make a contract with a familiar to get super power and grow stronger.
The first familiar Logan summons is a legendary angel, and it draws a lot of shock and envy.
But fate messes with him, because right when Logan is about to make a contract with the angel, the angel looks down on his plain background.
"Someone as noble as me—how can I be driven by a low-born bloodline?"
After that, she goes over to the noble-born school beauty, leaving the whole crowd full of sneers.
Right then, Logan awakens a system, and he can see all a familiar's hidden info and evolve their bloodlines, talents, and skills without limit.
"Since it won't listen, I'll switch it out, the next one will be more obedient!"
With everyone laughing at him, he just made a contract with a low-level succubus.
"A low-level succubus? Once this kind of familiar gets off the bed, its fighting power isn't even as good as a hyena!"
"A loser with a succubus—this kid will never have to worry about women anymore, haha!"
...
Many years later.
When demon fire lights up the stars and blood-red wings cover the sky, people finally realize—standing behind Logan are all those ancient, scary beings from myths and legends.

The overwhelming pressure that dwarfed the super Demigod stage instantly froze the air.


"Logan!" Observer No. 3's voice was sharp and cold. His silver-gray eyes locked onto Logan. "You devoured ten arbiters. Your crimes are unforgivable."


"The Observer No. 1 has given the order. Kill him now and bring back his remains."


Logan let out a cold snort. The Eighteen Realms spun slowly behind his back. "The First Observer is too scared to face me himself, so he sends you as a replacement ghost?"


Seeing the open contempt in Logan's eyes, Observer No. 3's pupils tightened. His chains went taut with a sharp snap. "How dare you! You really think condensing eighteen rules can stand against the Ancient Tribunal? Delusional. The First Observer wants your body. I want your life."


With that, he raised his hand. Silver-gray Void energy swirled and gathered in his palm.


Chapter 423 - Chapter 423: This Is My Territory, and I Make the Rules!