Chapter 486 The Destined Man
Chen Lun thought for a long time.
He began to recall the scene after his transformation and awakening. At that time, he uncontrollably entered the form of a mythical creature. In his hazy consciousness, he relied on instinct to destroy the surrounding environment, so much so that he photographed the spire in the mural world. ruins.
'Every extraordinary person who treks on the path of God, once he undergoes extraordinary transformation and becomes a mythical creature, will inevitably form his own mythical creature characteristics... If according to the setting of the game background, this should be understood as a BOSS Exclusive entries under the template. ’
Chen Lun looked at his palm and was silent.
‘So…what are my own mythical creature characteristics? ’
It was easy to understand before undergoing the transformation. After all, he was still in the category of "human" at that time. It was impossible to be classified into the category of "extraordinary creature" with the characteristics of "extreme beauty" like Lucy, the siren-mixed girl. .
But Chen Lun now seems to have transformed from a "human" into a "mythical creature", but his own characteristics are still unclear.
He thought for a moment and came up with a stupider solution.
That is to compare which aspect becomes particularly prominent before and after the transformation, so that the effect of one's mythical creature characteristics can be roughly determined.
Chen Lun made up his mind and immediately used [Multi-tasking], and his brain began to work rapidly.
After being promoted to a high position, his previous abilities from Sequence Nine to Sequence Five have all been qualitatively enhanced. In addition, the mythical creature characteristic "Enlightened Skull" obtained from Carmen has made this full-level passive far better than before.
His eyelids were slightly lowered, and his eyes instantly turned completely white. A bright stream of light flashed through his eyes, like diamonds shining in the sun.
In less than ten seconds, Chen Lun recalled, compared, calculated and deduced hundreds of times in his mind, comprehensively sorting out each of his abilities and attributes several times, and finally discovered something was wrong.
'Even if I have been promoted to a saint, my mysterious weight and skill [Animal Imitation] have been improved accordingly, but logically speaking, I should only have the characteristics of learning to imitate a saint of the same level... But 'Crystal Cell' and 'Sorrow' String' is a characteristic of the God of Murals and the God of Death, so why can I cross the hierarchy and retain the characteristics of an angel and a true god? ’
Chen Lun's eyes returned to normal, with deep eyes.
He didn't notice this at first, but now after analysis, he immediately noticed the clues.
‘If it is really special in this regard, then you can try it again to confirm...’
Chen Lun thought to himself and took out a deck of ordinary cards.
Wow!
The cards floated one by one and began to rotate around him, like dancing butterflies.
‘The Generous Parliament, the true position of Houston, the consul of the Senate...’
Chen Lun looked calm and thought silently in his heart.
A strange atmosphere quietly emerged from around him, full of mystery and weirdness. The outline of his body began to become distorted and blurred, and a gray mist was born out of thin air, covering a few meters centered on him.
Wow!
A playing card suddenly paused, turned over, and froze in front of Chen Lun, showing the "King of Hearts" card.
Chen Lun narrowed his eyes and instantly made more than a dozen interpretations, then confirmed the approximate range:
"Imperial City Tourmaline Kloster."
Wow!
Two more playing cards flipped and froze, revealing "King of Spades" and "2 of Spades". Chen Lun's expression remained unchanged, but his inner surprise became stronger.
Simple poker fortune-telling is still performing precise positioning and constantly shrinking the scope!
"The spiritual world within the scope of the royal city, the second level."
Hua Hua Hua...
This time, eight or nine playing cards turned over and stagnated on their own, revealing different cards. Chen Lun was shocked and quickly understood what they represented:
"With the Palace of the Sun as the center, southwest, ninety-eight degrees, twenty-one kilometers away, there is a three-story residence with white walls."
The playing cards clattered, then neatly fell back into his palm, stacked into a pile.
Chen Lun took a deep breath.
This time I finally confirmed my specialness...
'With casual divination, I can easily find the location of a saint of the same level, even accurate to the specific location... How high must my own mysterious weight be to have a crushing effect on the saint-level mysterious resistance? ! ’
According to common sense, even a saint who is good at divination cannot easily locate the body position of a high-ranking person like himself. After all, after undergoing extraordinary transformation, each saint's mysterious resistance is quite strong.
Even if you are fully prepared, by borrowing the power of rituals or magic objects, you can only get vague predictions and judge a certain general range.
Only if the sequence is higher than the target and generates a priority judgment level with mysterious weight, can this situation happen... This is why when discussing countermeasures with His Majesty the Silver Dragon Witch Blaise, she said that she would ask Priscilla, the King of Shuoli, to His Majesty personally performed the divination, not himself.
Because only Priscilla, who is at the angel level, can accurately divine Houston's body position and carry out the siege.
While Chen Lun was deep in thought, a prompt box suddenly popped up on the panel——
【You have discovered the characteristics of your own mythical creature...】
【"Destined Man"】
Chen Lun was stunned immediately, and relevant information about his own mythical creature's characteristics instantly appeared in his mind.
‘...Significantly increase the weight of mystery, and have a very high priority judgment level in terms of skill judgment, divination and anti-divination. ’
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Intramuros Tourmaline Kloster.
central area.
Prince Dazlet once again issued an order to convene many senior officials from the royal family, the Imperial Tribunal, and the Church of the Seven Gods for an emergency meeting in the palace conference room.
Under the gloomy sky, the light was obscured by heavy clouds. It was obviously afternoon, but the central area seemed particularly dim at this time.
In front of the Palace of the Sun, high-ranking people were walking up the marble steps one after another. A man with a goatee wearing an armored gray robe suddenly stopped.
"Archon Houston?"
Eberhard from the History and Ceremony Association turned around and asked softly.
Beside him, there were members of the Hailing Regiment headed by Camacho.
"President Eberhard, and High Priest Camacho, please go to the conference room and wait. I will come later."
Houston chuckled, turned and walked towards the other side.
Over there, the chief priests of the Stars Sect in silver robes were walking forward silently. Seeing Houston striding forward, they all stopped and raised their expressionless faces.
"What's the matter, Mr. Houston?"
Silver Dragon Witch Blaise said calmly.
Houston glanced at them and said meaningfully:
"The towering tree outside the city seems to have fallen this morning..."
"Yes, the royal family's 'Bathing Light Holy Guards' were dispatched in full force, and the Lieyang Monastery also sent several archbishops. Pope Diverney even took away the Sun Church's religious artifact [Aries Hammer]... Even though Even Mrs. Elk will definitely retreat when faced with such a lineup.”
Blaise said calmly.
Houston groaned, raised his head and glanced at the star bishops.
"Perhaps this is the reason why today's meeting was held... Everyone, how about taking a step back and letting the matter end?"
At this time, among the people of the Star Sect, there was no figure of the chief priest "Papa", who was the puppet body of Her Majesty Priscilla, King of Shuoli... It seemed that Blaise was the leader at the moment.
Blaise stared silently at Houston, who still had a smile on his face.
"The Elk Lady retreated, not fell, Mr. Houston."
The witch said slowly.
"This doesn't mean anything. The Natural Sect doesn't dare to step into the royal city...you have no chance of winning."
Houston laughed.
"The prince will not change his mind either... If we give in now, both sides still have room for maneuver. Noah Silver Dragon may not be in danger of his life. At most, he will just suffer a little. When the 'Scorching Sun Cross Society' is completely wiped out, then His Highness will probably put him back in a few years.”
Eberhard, Camacho and others did not go to the conference room first. They were standing not far away, casting interesting glances.
Blaise ignored everyone's looks, laughed and shook his head.
"Giving in... is ridiculous."
His calm eyes turned cold.
"There is absolutely no possibility of giving in on this matter."
"I think you're crazy, Blaise Shelly."
Houston's smile gradually disappeared and he responded indifferently.
Soon, the senior leaders of the Moon Church and the Madman School also climbed onto the marble steps. After seeing this scene, they all frowned and stopped.
The atmosphere was slightly depressing and solemn.
"Consul Houston, I haven't seen you for a few days, how come you have become a lobbyist for the royal family? But to be honest, you don't seem to have any talent in this area. You have already made the situation tense before the meeting started."
At this time, a magnetic young voice broke the silence.
Everyone turned to look and saw a tall young man wearing a black hat and holding a silver cane walking slowly. There was a polite smile on his face, as if the slightly sarcastic words just now did not come from his mouth.
"Jack, it's you..."
Houston's cold eyes glanced over and he chuckled.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't pack your things and get out... You still dare to appear in front of me now, do you really think I won't touch you?"
He kept a sneer on his face, and a hint of ferocity suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Just a mid-sequence, like a fly making endless noises."
Whoosh!
The gold-bottomed gray robe was raised, and the armor underneath made a slight clicking sound. Houston's tall figure suddenly rose up, dragging out a long shadow, and suddenly appeared in front of the young man in black hat.
He opened his gauntlet covered with overlapping iron plates and covered his head towards the opponent.
The sharp shadow swallowed up the originally dim light, and it seemed that the person in front of him would be torn into pieces in the next second!
when!
The young man in the black hat raised his silver cane, barely blocking the shadow claws, and made a crisp clashing sound. However, the terrifying force from Houston immediately blew the young man away again.
I saw him spitting out a mouthful of eye-catching blood in mid-air, and his condition was miserable.
The next second, Houston waved his hand expressionlessly, and the shadow on his right arm instantly turned into spikes, stretched out quickly, and penetrated the young man in mid-air.
Poof!
The shadow then took the shape of a sea urchin and exploded from the young man's chest.
Blood rained down.
"The incarnation of Sequence Five? I thought it was such a magical method, but it is actually vulnerable."
Houston stopped his hand and stood there, glancing at the plasma on the ground and saying indifferently.
Everyone present just watched this scene calmly, seemingly uninterested in the conflicts within the Generous Council. Among them, only Silver Dragon Witch Blaise frowned slightly.
"The meeting should start soon, later..."
Houston spoke softly, but midway through his words, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and then his eyes showed unbelievable shock, and he shouted angrily:
"Damn! How is this possible?! Jack, how dare you..."
The words just fell.
Houston's incarnation exploded on the spot with a bang! (End of chapter)