Chapter 888: The Legend of the Chosen One

The scene of Alfi's shading that everyone saw was nothing more than the incarnation of dumbbell-shaped particles and liquid metal, and Alfie's real body had actually entered a long sleep in the liquid metal control room at the heart of Defense Heart One.

The reason why Sylent was not afraid of the collapse of his faith was that he had a similar experience during the Dungeon War, but it was caused by the inheritance of the god of souls, and because he essentially used the power of Alfie through that mysterious connection.

In the end, the reason why Celent cheekily admitted that he was the Chosen One was that when Augusta's memories finally dissipated, he was originally going to tell Alfie a secret, a secret that could defeat the Count, but the strange thing is that Alfie did not hear the secret, but let Celent hear it clearly, and the control of the Heart of Defense One core also fell into his hands along with this secret.

Although Celent immediately shared the secret with Alfie through unsealed telepathy, Augusta's last sentence confirmed Celent's claim as the Chosen One, which was: "This secret can only be heard by the true Chosen One." ”

It can be said that after Augusta's memories dissipated, a series of arrangements made by Alfie were made according to that secret, but according to that secret, the final executor could only be the Chosen One.

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"The Chosen One, what a joke!, I didn't expect that two thousand years after the Great War of All Races ended, and this old stalk had been turned out again!" The Earl's wild laughter erupted from the mechanical power shield.

"Two thousand years old?" said Serent, who had no idea what the Count meant.

"The Chosen One?War of the Races?Wait, I seem to have something in mind......," Catherine looked thoughtful, she was sure it wasn't the first time she'd heard the name The Chosen One. The problem was that she couldn't remember when or where she had heard the word, it was unbelievable for a sanctuary.

"Ahem, let me explain. Cough dryly, drawing everyone's attention to him, "The legend of the Chosen One was first popularized in the middle of the Great War ...... all races"

The middle of the Great War of All Races was a period of stalemate between the forces of all parties, and for ordinary people, whether it was a human race or an alien race, it was a dark period when human life was as cheap as a dog. At this time, a rumor that the Chosen One would appear and would save the continent began to appear, bringing a glimmer of hope to the people of the world in the darkness.

However, the irony is that this legend has been passed down for thousands of years, but the Chosen One has never appeared. After the end of the Great War of All Nations, there was a time when someone tried to put this glorious hat on the head of Otto the Great who ended the Great War of All Races, but unexpectedly met with the resolute opposition of Otto the Great himself and the Holy See - in the legend of the Chosen One, the Chosen One is a devout Holy Believer, and although Otto the Great has a close relationship with the Holy See, he himself is definitely not a Holy Believer, and he has nothing to do with the so-called piety.

With the establishment of the empire, the continent gradually stabilized, and the legend of the Chosen One became the biggest joke in history, gradually disappearing......

"I remember, isn't the so-called Chosen Son advocated by your Holy See to win people's hearts?" Catherine patted her head, her sister Martina, who was a Templar, had naturally heard of this legend, and Catherine herself actually knew it from Martina, no wonder she couldn't remember where she had heard about it just now.

"God never lies. "This is especially true of the great Lord of Light, who makes a joke about the legend of the Chosen One, because they don't have the foresight to see the crisis coming!"

"Wait a minute, old god, do you mean that the continent is about to enter an era of chaos that is darker and more brutal than during the Great War of the Ten Thousand Races?"

Coughlon glanced at Zambit in surprise, he never expected that it would be this death-fighting troll warrior who was the first to perceive this crisis.

"I'm going~ shouldn't I be fooled, right?" Zambit felt a chill in his heart after seeing Coughron's eyes, he was just talking nonsense based on intuition, seeing that this meaning actually hit the truth?

Coughlen did not take Zambit's words, and in the absence of evidence, rashly leaking the news would only cause greater panic and confusion.

Coughren saw very clearly through the oracle that although the Battle of Fort Wicoburg took place in a remote corner of the continent and was not noticeable to the vast majority of people, there was no doubt that this battle must have been the beginning of chaos on the continent.

"Let's think about how to get rid of the Earl once and for all. Leni brought the topic back to the point of distantness, the Count was only trapped now, the crisis was far from being resolved, and it would be a bit lofty to think about the chaotic era that followed.

During the time they were discussing the Chosen One, the Count seemed unusually quiet, which made Lenny, who had been watching the Earl, faintly uneasy, and began to wonder if the Count was doing something in secret.

"Don't you think it's a little too late to think about it now?" the Count laughed, and the mechanical divine power shield that trapped him shattered in response, and even the mechanical divine power chains shattered, and after the blood mist was closed, the count's figure reappeared in front of everyone.

"How did you escape from the shackles of mechanical power?" asked Celrant, panicked, visibly unprepared for the Count's sudden escape.

The Earl did not answer him directly, but stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Celent, and said with a sneer: "What is the Chosen Son, it has been proven to be a joke two thousand years ago, and now I will show you that the so-called Chosen Son is just a façade!"

Celent didn't care to tell, and he felt a strong desire to suck the core of Defensive Heart One out of his hand with the Count's finger. What frightened and puzzled Celent the most was that as the current owner of the Heart of Defense No. 1 core, he couldn't control the core at all, as if the core had its own consciousness, desperately trying to break free from him. It's incredible!

Under the combination of the external force of the earl and the internal strength of the core, Celent did not have time to come up with any effective measures, and the heart of defense No. 1 core flew away and flew in the direction of the earl.

"Silent, you idiot! Grab the core of Defensive Heart One!" shouted the Troll Warrior without hesitation. He found that after the core of Defensive Heart One was out of Serent's control, the feeling of being suppressed by the mechanical divine power and unable to move returned to him.