The gramophone's record keeps turning, playing beautiful melodies over and over again.

The originally very beautiful "Viola in the Lake", after listening to it dozens of times in a row, it sounded like a curse to Wren's ears.

Faced with the request of the gods, he did not dare to refuse, so he could only work hard.

Finally, after I don't know how long, a chill rushed from the tail vertebrae along the back to the brain, and the spirit reached its peak and exploded in the high-pitched.

Then, a wave of burnout hits, and Wren feels exhausted.

He exhaled a long breath, thinking to himself that this was even more tiring than fighting a battle with hundreds of demons!

Viola in her arms was radiant, her face was ruddy, her dark golden pupils were both strange and awe-inspiring, her face showed a satisfied expression (情qíng), and she sighed softly, as if she was reminiscing.

"Mortal, you're doing a good job. ”

Viola spoke, but her voice was still unfamiliar.

Her voice was obviously not loud, but it echoed throughout the god (temple diàn), bringing echoes, and with the change of tone in the words, an indescribable force enveloped her, making Wren tremble, and have the illusion in her heart that she was like a reptile facing a dragon, and would be crushed into powder at any time.

With such a majestic and terrifying power, Wren barely managed to keep his mind unaffected.

His mouth opened, but he didn't say a word.

In fact, he really wanted to complain about it, didn't he say that he was just a bystander, why did you end up in person? Isn't it fun to just watch?

But thinking that this is a real god, the power of the gods is unpredictable, it is better to keep your mouth shut.

Viola's dark golden eyes scanned up and down, and her gaze seemed to be penetrating, trying to see through Wren's inside and out.

Wren was nervous, fearing that the gods would also have the ability to see through souls and discover the mutated phone in his brain.

After waiting for half a minute, nothing happened.

Wren then realized that Viola's face was full of appreciation, and she looked at her (body shēn) as if she were admiring a beautiful work of art.

"The body of steel, a good element, defense is secondary, but the shaping effect of (body shēn) material is better than any other element. The long-haired lady said in a critical tone.

Wren is speechless, and the focus of this god is too strange!

He withdrew his gaze, turned to the gramophone on the side of the altar, and exclaimed, "Mortal, your invention is so ingenious that even I am fascinated by it. Phonograph...... What a good name, a machine that retains sound, good quality and low price, spreads beautiful music to people, allows people to appreciate the true meaning of art, arouses the truth (love) in their hearts, and shows the beauty of all things in the world!"

"To me, the gramophone is no less than a high-level artifact, and it is an artifact that no one can take away from me!"

He looked at Wren again, and said with a majestic expression: "Mortal, you are not my believer, but you have offered such an artifact, and I will not be stingy with it. ”

As she spoke, Viola raised her palm, and a ray of light converged on her palm.

The light grew stronger and stronger, making it impossible for Wren to look directly, and after a few seconds, the light converged and turned into a crystal gem, only the size of a pigeon's egg, with dozens of planes on the surface, grayish-purple, and a faint soul shaking inside.

Wren recognized that it was a soul stone, and it was a very high-grade soul stone.

"This is a reward for you. ”

The long-haired lady let the soul stone fly up automatically, falling into Wren's hands, and said in a low voice, "Its value is far less than that of an artifact, but it is precious enough for you." ”

He hurriedly caught it, but before he could observe, the palpitating aura on Viola (body shēn) quickly dissipated.

The long fiery red hair became shorter and returned to blonde, and a murmur came out of his mouth, and the beautiful (body shēn) body became weak and weak, and fell into the water.

Wren didn't bother to look at the soul stone, his eyes were quick, and he helped Viola.

Viola's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and her eyes returned to a beautiful lake blue, like a pair of sapphires like no other in the world.

"Wren......," she exclaimed, delighted.

"Viola, is your (body shēn) body okay?" Wren was a little worried, suddenly possessed by a god, and always felt that it was not a good thing.

"I'm fine!"

Viola stood up straight, and a white light fell from the sky and fell on her, bathing her in pure light, thrilling beauty, even if she was defenseless at the moment, there was a sacrosanct majesty that could only be viewed from a distance and could not be desecrated.

This light resonated with the entire shrine (temple diàn).

Tall idols of gods shine, bath-like altars gently vibrate, crystal lamps in the shrine (temple diàn) sway back and forth, and flowers in full bloom are like life, all facing Viola's position.

Beautiful music came from the void, and bursts of surging power that words could not describe echoed in the god (temple diàn).

Viola spread her hands, and her body slowly floated, hovering above the water.

All the visions centered on Viola converged on her.

Wren realized in his heart that this should be divine power!

Viola must have gotten the Lady of Longhair's blessing spell, but it's too much, isn't it?

The vision lasted for more than ten minutes, and finally condensed into a rune that landed on Viola's forehead. This rune is very complicated, it is actually the emblem of the long-haired lady, the whole is in the shape of a heart, surrounded by flowers and musical notes, blended into Viola's eyebrows, flickered a few times, and then disappeared.

Viola fell back into the pool, her eyes filled with indescribable surprise and joy.

"I've become the Lady's Chosen One!"

Wren was stunned when he heard this, and then his heart suddenly dawned.

No wonder there is such a big pomp and circumstance, it turns out that it is not a simple blessing magic, but a ritual to promote the Chosen One!

Not long ago, he had just finished reading a book called "Gods and Believers" and knew something about it.

The Chosen One, sometimes referred to as God's "chosen people" or "God's favors," are believers who are favored by God.

He is also the spokesman of the gods in the mortal world.

Regardless of the Church of any deity, the Chosen ones are no less important in the Church than the Pope, and they are ready to communicate with the gods through prayer, and they have more and more powerful divine skills than priests and priests.

And when necessary, the gods can descend to the mortal world using the Chosen One as a vehicle.

In other words, the Chosen One is equivalent to the incarnation of the gods (身 shēn), the ears, eyes, and mouthpieces of the mortal world.

It takes a lot of divine power to promote a believer to the Chosen One, and after promotion, it must also be maintained with divine power.

If there are too many Chosen ones, it will also be a heavy burden on the gods, and it will weaken the power of the gods themselves (身shēn).

As a result, most gods will keep the number of Chosen ones at a certain limit, and only if there is a vacancy can a new elector be promoted, or simply empty.

The sudden promotion of a Chosen One like Viola, who is not on the quota, is one of the very few cases that occurs.

In general, in this case, the believer has made a great contribution, or has won the favor of the gods, and has vigorously pleased, so that the gods will not hesitate to promote them.

Obviously, Viola was mainly due to her contributions, and at the same time, the prayer ceremony was also very satisfying to the long-haired lady.

Wren muttered to himself, and there was also his share of credit here.

It is not easy to satisfy a god, and ordinary people may wilt on the spot.

Wren was a little curious, and quietly opened the Soul Eye and looked at Viola.

In his eyes, Viola's soul structure had undergone a drastic change, representing the Holy Emblem Rune of the Chosen One, hanging high on the top of the Soul Gathering Tower of the Wizard of All Souls, and the fire of faith skyrocketed several times, enveloping the entire soul in it, exuding the brilliance of divine power.

A thick, illusory line came straight out of Viola's head and sank into the void.

It was the first time Wren had seen such a tenacious illusory thread, it was like a positioning channel, and a shuddering aura emanated from the void, as if a god might descend at any moment.

"The Chosen One is worthy of being the embodiment of God (身shēn), it's terrifying!"

Wren sighed to himself.

Becoming the Chosen One means that there is a god behind him, as long as he shows his (body shēn) share, who dares to provoke?

This can go sideways almost all over the world!

Even the Chosen One of the other gods will not be easily defeated, as this is likely to lead to a divine war, and both sides will be cautious.

Of course, the promotion of the Chosen One does not come without a price.

From now on, Viola devoted her life to the cause of the Church, carrying out oracles and spreading the faith of the Lady with Long Hair.

Viola was thrilled that the result of this prayer ceremony had completely exceeded her expectations.

It took a long time for her to calm down.

Then she found that Wren was looking at herself in a trance, she recalled the taste just now, and asked with a smile in her heart, "Haven't you seen enough?"

"It's never enough. ”

Wren put his arm around Viola's waist and sat down in the water, leaning his back against the edge as if he were soaking in a hot spring, letting out a comfortable sigh.

He didn't speak, he felt the delicate and smooth touch, and smiled contentedly.

Viola snuggled up to the mouth of Wren's (chest xiōng) and enjoyed the tranquility of the moment.

After a while, she saw that Ren was talking and stopped, and immediately guessed his thoughts, and said angrily: "Don't think about it, I can also feel everything when the lady comes." Anyway, Madam borrowed my (身shēn) body, and you were also forced, and I can forgive you. ”

Wren was a little embarrassed and sneered: "That's good, that's good." ”

He said yes, but in his heart he thought, is this some form of 'Dapoffrey'?

If the long-haired lady is interested in the future, or when she is doing things with Viola herself, will she get involved again?

Thinking of this, Wren felt his scalp tingle.

He really didn't want to do it again.

"Wren, what did the lady reward you for?" Viola asked suddenly curiously, she had just seen the process of rewarding.

"I don't know. ”

Wren then remembered that he was still holding a soul stone in his hand, and his attention was drawn away by Viola's demeanor, and he still hadn't had time to look closely.

He brought the soul stone in front of him, opened the soul eye, and only looked at it for a moment, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"it!"

Wren jumped out of the water as if electrocuted, exclaiming, "Legendary Element!"

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