Chapter 491: Holy Choice
Countless calls, countless applause.
In this moment, all the voices, all the everything, are for Thorne.
"Thorne......" Merlin watched this scene quietly beside him, with some exclamation and strangeness on his face.
What a surprise.
Soon, though, Maureen calmed himself down.
He sat in the carriage, looking the same as before, but the aura on his body had quietly changed, faintly, very vaguely, and at the same time, the energy in it, instead of raging flames, turned into deep and pure darkness.
"Chip, scan and test me comprehensively!" Mo Lin's heart moved slightly, and he gave such an instruction to the chip.
"Ding! Mission has been established!"
"Mission in progress!"
"Body Scanning!"
"Subject data detection!"
"The task has ended, and the subject scan data is as follows!"
"Maureen Olsen, Level 3 Wizard (Ancient Wizard, Black Flame Dragon-patterned Winged Serpent Bloodline), Strength: 96.1, Speed: 96.2, Constitution: 96.3, Mental Power: 96.8, Mana: 96.8, Elemental Mastery: 54%!"
A pale blue curtain of light appeared in front of Morin's eyes, and a blue three-dimensional mannequin appeared in it, which was constantly rotating slowly, looking mysterious and abnormal, and in it, groups of data, one by one, flashed and floated rapidly, and kept emerging.
The three-dimensional mannequin was none other than Maureen, and those data were the embodiment of all aspects of Maureen's body.
"All aspects of the body have exceeded 95, and the level of elemental control has also reached more than 50%, reaching the third order. Thinking so in his heart, Morin had a clearer idea of his state.
The third order, this is the last stage of the third level of wizards.
As long as you have completed the accumulation of this stage and achieved more than 80% of the elemental control, you will be able to use your true power to try to advance to the fourth level of true intent.
Of course, this was for ordinary third-level wizards, and Morin was not among them at all.
Mo Lin knew that he was able to have such an improvement, in addition to having gained a lot of gains and getting a very large amount of accumulation before, he had finally completely controlled the flame energy in his body not long ago after absorbing the power of the Three Flames Golden Lion Bloodline and the Sun Essence.
While in the Eternal City, Merlin had already achieved energy transformation, and he re-sealed the fire energy in his body on the other side of his heart, and then released the sealed dark power.
With the experience of the previous time, this time, Merlin was much better, he did not take much risk to induce the dark energy, and after that, he initially controlled them.
His physical stats can be improved in this way because of the above two reasons.
"Although I have already undergone the second energy transformation, my strength is still not much damaged, but there are many things, I still need to familiarize myself with the new power, and create some suitable witchcraft that can be used later. ”
"As for Thorne, I think, it will come out soon, soon. ”
Morin thought, slowly closing his eyes.
He began to wait quietly.
Quiet waiting.
............
"Thorne, you see, this is my courtyard, the place where I once lived. The girl with brilliant blond hair walked ahead, and she spun in a circle, and her golden hair suddenly shed a brilliant color like gold.
"I'm very familiar with everything here. ”
"Look here, is it pretty?"
The girl said, looking at Thorne, her face showing a hint of sweetness, and her eyes were bright, as if they were glowing.
"Beautiful, Fanny, everything is beautiful here. Thorne was wearing light armor, he looked at the girl in front of him, and smiled slightly, and there was an indescribable strange taste in his smile.
Thorne wasn't a wooden man, so how could he not sense Fanny's feelings for him.
Yes, after he saved Fanny, Fanny had different feelings for him, at first it was attachment, but gradually, the feelings of attachment changed, and finally it became a strong love.
Fanny's love is so intense that not only Thorne, but the rest of the team knows about Fanny's feelings for Thorne.
Everybody was very happy with it.
Chara and Bowen also talked about it openly and secretly, they asked Thorne to accept Fanny's love, Fanny's love for Thorne is very pure, which is not fake, Fanny is also beautiful, but the most important thing is Fanny's origin.
She was born into the Kaladir family, one of the thirteen tribes of the Tuso people, and held absolute power among the Tuso.
Thorne also knew that the Caladir and Candis families were antithetical to each other and hated each other.
It stands to reason that Thorne should accept Fanny's love, no matter what.
But Thorne always ignores Fanny's love.
Quite simply, he can't afford it.
"Sheena......" Thorne sighed inwardly.
His heart ached.
"Well, Thorne, if you think everything looks good, and if you like, we can come and see it often. Sheena didn't seem to see the look on Thorne's face, she smiled and kept talking.
Thorne responded, looking at Fanny's beautiful and delicate face, feeling a little distressed, and couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, Chara outside suddenly ran over.
"Thorne, look, look!" Challa looked a little excited.
Thorne took the letter from Challa's hand and read it slowly.
"The Holy Choice?"
"About the Chosen Choice of the Legendary King?"
Thorne frowned, and suddenly there was an indescribable unique feeling in his heart.
Holy Chosen ......
And the king.
Thorne thought, exhaling softly.
............
Presbyterian Church.
Many of the Tuso elders gathered together, their faces solemn, some regretful, some expectant, and more excited and uncontrollable.
After a long silence, the Great Elder sitting above spoke.
"Well, I think we all already know about the foreshadowing of the ancestors. The Great Elder looked very old, but his eyes were very bright, glowing with a faint light, like a pair of warm pupils, and said, "Then, let's hold the Holy Election according to the plan." ”
"All young people from the age of sixteen and above among the Tuso people can come to the Holy Election. ”
"Then we can choose the true king. ”
"O ancestors, bless the Tuso. ”
The Great Elder said, bowing slightly.
"Ancestors, may you bless the Tuso. The other elders also stood up and bowed slightly.
They have already held a holy election, so the relevant legends should also appear.
That's what everyone is thinking.
However, not everyone is thinking about the upcoming election.
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High Tower.
Sheena was lying on the table, asleep.
Next to her was a thick, half-opened book.
Ever since that time in the hallway, when Hina felt that something was missing, she had been holding on to the books and reading them, hoping to get some spiritual comfort.
But now, Sheena didn't think of anything else.
"Thorne!"
"Thorne!!"
Sheena's body trembled suddenly, like an electric shock, and she snapped and woke up immediately. She screamed.
Sheena looked around, no, nothing.
Everything is the same as before, nothing has changed at all.
But she just thought of Thorne.
"Thorne, Thorne......" Hina thought, a sudden pain in her heart.
Before she knew it, tears welled up on her face.
Sheena covered her face, leaned on the table, and cried lowly.
............
Melda listened to what the leader of the guards beside her said, and the expression on her face was flat, and she couldn't see any expression.
"Alright, you go down. Melda waved her hand.
"Everything is ready. ”
"Witchcraft, spells, all things ......"
Melda sat in the chair with her eyelids drooping slightly, her hands propped up on the chair, his eyelids drooping slightly, as if she was thinking about something.
Sunlight fell from the window next to her, and although it was sunlight, everything seemed to be filled with an indescribable coldness and haze.
"Thorne, you are the king, yes, you are the king of legends, but you still have to die. Melda pursed her lips, smiled, and said, "This is fate, this is the end." ”
He raised his head and looked at the sky high and far away.
"Holy Choice, Holy Choice, heh, hehe. ”
Melda laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, but it was extremely cold.
............
Await.
Everyone is waiting.
Waiting for it all to begin, waiting for it all to end.
Fate has finally reached an inflection point here.