Countless calls, countless applause.

At this moment, all the voices, everything, were for Thorne.

"Thorne..." Morin watched the scene quietly from the side, with an expression of sighing and wonder on his face.

It's really unexpected.

But soon, Morin calmed himself down.

He sat in the carriage and looked the same as before, but the aura around him had quietly changed, becoming vague and extremely fuzzy. At the same time, the energy within it was no longer a raging flame, but had turned into a deep and pure darkness.

"Chip, scan and fully test me!" Morin's mind moved slightly, and he gave such an instruction to the chip.

"Ding! The mission has been established!"

"Mission in progress!"

"Scanning the subject!"

"Theme data is being checked!"

"The mission has been completed, the main scan data is as follows!"

"Maureen Olsen, third-level wizard (ancient wizard, black flame dragon pattern winged snake bloodline), strength: 96.1, speed: 96.2, physique: 96.3, mental strength: 96.8, magic power: 96.8, elemental control degree: 54%!"

A light blue curtain of light appeared in front of Morin's eyes, and a blue three-dimensional human body model appeared in it, rotating slowly and continuously, looking extremely mysterious. In it, groups of data and columns of data flashed and floated rapidly, constantly appearing.

That three-dimensional human body model was none other than Morin, and those data were a concrete representation of every aspect of Morin's body.

"Every aspect of my body has exceeded 95, and my control over elements has also reached over 50%, reaching the third level." Morin thought to himself, and had a clearer understanding of his condition.

The third level is the last stage of the third-level wizard.

As long as you complete the accumulation of this stage and make the degree of control over elements reach more than 80%, you can use your true power to try to be promoted to the fourth level of true meaning.

Of course, this is for ordinary third-level wizards, and Morin is not among them at all.

Morin knew that the reason he could have such an improvement was not only because he had made many gains and accumulated a huge amount of experience before, but also because he had finally absorbed the blood of the Three-Flame Golden Lion and the power of the Essence of the Sun not long ago and completely controlled the fire energy in his body.

When in the Eternal City, Morin had already achieved energy conversion. He re-sealed the fire energy that he had completely controlled in his body on the other side of his heart, and then released the sealed dark power.

With the experience from last time, Morin was much better this time. He attracted the dark energy without much risk and then gained initial control over it.

The reason why his physical data can be improved is due to the above two reasons.

"Although I have already undergone the second energy conversion, my strength has not been affected much. However, there are many things that I still need to familiarize myself with, such as the new power, and create some suitable witchcraft for my future use."

"As for Thorne and the others, I think there will be results soon, very soon."

Morin thought about it and slowly closed his eyes.

He began to wait quietly.

Wait quietly.

…………

"Thorne, look, this is my courtyard, where I once lived." A girl with brilliant golden hair was walking in front. She turned around, and her golden hair suddenly scattered a brilliant color like gold.

"I am very familiar with every tree and blade of grass here."

"Look here, is it nice?"

As the girl spoke, she looked at Thorne, a hint of sweetness on her face, and her eyes were bright, as if they were glowing.

"It's beautiful, Fanny, everything here is beautiful." Thorne was wearing light armor. He looked at the girl in front of him and smiled slightly. There was an indescribable strange feeling in his smile.

Thorne is not a wooden man, 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, that feeling of attachment changed, and finally turned into strong love.

Fanny's love is passionate and undisguised. Not only Thorne, but also the rest of the team knows Fanny's feelings for Thorne.

Everyone was very satisfied with it all.

Chara and Bowen also talked about this matter openly and secretly. They asked Thorne to accept Fanny's love. Fanny's love for Thorne was very pure and there was no falsehood at all. Fanny was also very beautiful, but the most important thing was Fanny's background.

She was born into the Karadil family, one of the thirteen major clans of the Tuso people, and held absolute power among the Tuso people.

Thorne also knew that the Caradil family and the Candice family were opposing and hostile families.

Logically, Thorne should accept Fanny's love, no matter from which aspect.

But Thorne always ignored Fanny's love.

It's simple, he just can't bear it.

"Xena..." Thorne sighed in his heart.

His heart ached.

"Well, Thorne, as long as you think everything is beautiful, if you like it, we can come and see it often." Xina seemed not to see the expression on Thorne's face. She smiled and kept talking.

Thorne responded. He looked at Fanny's beautiful and pretty face, felt a little distressed, and couldn't help but sigh.

Just then, Chara outside suddenly ran over.

"Thorne, look, look!" Chara looked a little excited.

Thorne took the letter from Chara and read it slowly.

"Holy Chosen?"

"About the legendary 'King's' Holy Selection?"

Thorne frowned, and suddenly had an indescribable unique feeling in his heart.

Holy Election...

And there is the king.

Thorne thought about it and let out a breath.

…………

Presbyterian Church.

Many Tusuo elders gathered together, their faces showing solemn expressions, some regretful, some expectant, but more excited and unable to control themselves.

After a long silence, the great elder sitting at the top spoke.

"Well, I think everyone already knows about the predictions of our ancestors." The Great Elder looked very old, but his eyes were very bright, glowing with light, like a pair of warm pupils. He said, "Then, let's hold the Holy Election according to the plan."

"Among the Tusuo people, any young person over the age of sixteen can participate in the Holy Election."

"This way, we can choose the true king."

"Ancestors, may you bless the Tusuo people."

The Great Elder said this, bowing slightly.

"Ancestors, may you bless the Tusuo people." The other elders also stood up and bowed slightly towards the front.

They have already held the Holy Election, so the related legends should also appear.

Everyone was thinking this.

However, not everyone was thinking about the upcoming Holy Election.

…………

In the high tower.

Hina was lying on the table, sleeping peacefully.

Next to her was a thick book that was half opened.

Ever since that time in the corridor when Xina felt like she had lost something, she has been holding books and reading them non-stop, hoping to get some spiritual comfort.

But now, Xina didn't think of anything else.

"Thorne!"

“Thorne!!”

Hina's body trembled suddenly, as if she had been electrocuted, and she jumped up immediately and woke up. She screamed.

Xina looked around, nothing, nothing.

Everything is the same as before, nothing has changed at all.

But she just thought of Thorne.

"Thorne, Thorne..." Xina thought, and her heart suddenly ached.

Before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face.

Xina covered her face, lay on the table, and cried softly.

…………

Melda listened to what the chief guard said beside her, her face expressionless and without any expression.

"Okay, you can go down." Melda waved her hand.

"Everything is ready."

"Witchcraft, spells, everything..."

Melda sat in a chair with his eyelids drooping, his hands resting on the chair, his eyelids drooping as if he was thinking about something.

The sunlight fell from the window beside her and hit Melda. Although it was sunlight, everything seemed filled with an indescribable coldness and gloom.

"Thorne, you are the king. Yes, you are the legendary king, but you still have to die." Melda pursed her lips, smiled, and said, "This is destiny. This is the end."

He raised his head and looked into the high and distant sky.

"Holy Chosen, Holy Chosen, ha, ha, ha."

Melda laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, instead they were extremely cold.

…………

wait.

Everyone is waiting.

Waiting for everything to begin, waiting for everything to end.

Fate finally reached a turning point here.