Chapter 480: Syalite's High Hope
The rumored McGrawton is ruthless and unselfish. Anyone who is targeted by McGrawton will end up tragically.
In the group of sinners, McGradon is even the most feared person in the Knights of Light.
So for such a legendary figure, Willy couldn't associate him with the sloppy old man just now.
Willy hesitated for a second, and then walked into the house with suspicion.
At this time, the sloppy old man was already sitting at the desk. He opened the drawer, took out a dirty water glass, and then took out a transparent glass jug from the space ring, which contained yellowed The wine, Willy knew it was inferior wine as soon as he smelled it.
"Excuse me... are you Lord McGretton?"
Willy bowed slightly and looked at the sloppy old man with puzzled eyes.
"Well……"
The sloppy old man first poured himself a drink, and then responded, "I'm McGraton."
After confirming the identity of the sloppy old man, Willy's mouth twitched indistinctly.
Really a top-notch extraordinary.
"Willy Phelan, the successor of the original weapon, the silver spear, the descendant chosen by Lord Saialite..." McGredon raised his eyelids and looked at Willy from head to toe, showing a trace of satisfaction With a smile, "You gave me a very good impression... It's been a long time since a young man like you came in the Punishment and Slaughterhouse..."
"Thank you for your compliment."
Facing such McGredon, Willy didn't know how to communicate for a while.
"Show me the silver spear."
McGraton pushed the jug and teacup aside, and rubbed his face vigorously with both hands. The whole person seemed to be quite drunk, as if he was much awake.
"Yes, Lord McGregor."
Willy responded directly, took out the silver spear, and presented his hands to McGraton.
McGradon, like Lexi at that time, gently stroked the silver spear with a look of reverence in his eyes.
"As expected of Mr. Saierrit, even though a thousand years have passed, I can still perceive pure justice from this silver spear..."
McGretton exclaimed.
"By the way, let me take a look at your origin mark too..."
McGradon had not returned the silver spear to Willy, and made another request.
"Scar of the Origin?"
Willie was slightly taken aback.
How did Scar of Origin show McGredon?
Ever since he obtained the trace of origin, it has been in his spiritual world, and no one can see it except himself.
"Um...sorry..."
McGraton patted his forehead and seemed to realize something: "I forgot that you are still in the realm of seven quarters, and you can't realize the realization of the scar of the origin... But it doesn't matter..."
McGregor put the silver spear on the table, stretched out his right index finger, and tapped lightly on his forehead.
The next moment, a spot of light appeared on McGraton's forehead.
Just one breath, the dot of light spreads into a square sign the size of a thumb nail.
In the middle of the square logo, there are strange lines and mysterious lines.
"This is also... the trace of origin?"
Looking at the familiar lines and lines, Willy recognized it almost instinctively.
This is very similar to the trace of his own origin.
But for some reason, Willy instinctively felt that there was a big gap between this and his own after seeing McGreton's Origin Scar.
This is just a feeling, because he doesn't have much research or too much understanding about the trace of the source.
"This is the scar of my origin, and I am also the one chosen by my ancestors."
McGradon said with a smile: "Although the ancestors who chose me are not as legendary as Lord Saialite, as long as they are ancestors who have dedicated themselves to justice, they are all people we respect in our hearts."
"Okay, Willy, relax."
McGraton said, and then with a flick of his finger, the square origin mark in front of him spun rapidly.
"Ok?"
It was at this moment that Willy felt the trace of origin in his spiritual world, trembling slightly, as if he had been inspired by something.
"Did you receive the call of the square origin scar..."
Before Willy could figure it out, he felt a heat between his brows, and then the scar of his own origin emerged from his forehead, forming a white light symbol to manifest.
"Did you touch the trace of my origin..."
Willie was a little surprised by McGretton's methods.
It seems that a certain degree of influence can be achieved between Traces of Origin.
However, Willy is also very clear that if he hadn't relaxed his mind just now, he could completely prevent the manifestation of the original scar.
"Is this the scar of the origin of Lord Saierrit?"
The moment McGraton saw the Origin Scar, his expression changed instantly. It seemed that the pattern of the Origin Scar completely exceeded his expectations.
"This……"
McGraton's face changed dramatically, and he had a lazy expression before, but he became serious at this moment.
It seems that the edge of the whole body appeared in an instant, and the temperament of the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes.
"Ok?"
Willie immediately sensed the change in McGredon.
"This look..."
For a while, Willy had the feeling that he wanted an instinctive defense.
"Sure enough, the terrible rumors about McGreton are true..."
Willie finally understands why McGretton has such a terrible reputation in rumors.
"call……"
McGretton took a closer look at Willy's Origin Scar before he retracted his gaze.
He dispelled the mark of the origin of his forehead: "You can disperse the mark of this court that has manifested."
When Willy heard the words, his mind moved, and the trace of his own origin disappeared in front of his eyes.
Strictly speaking, the trace of origin that was just revealed is just a projection.
"Willi, you have high hopes from Lord Saierrit..."
McGradon sighed suddenly and without warning.
"Ok?"
Willie didn't understand what McGretton meant.
However, McGredon did not explain much to Willy, but asked Willy: "You haven't explored the power of Origin Scar, have you?"
"Just use it to speed up cultivation..."
Willy answered truthfully: "I don't know much about the trace of the source..."
"Um……"
McGretton nodded, not at all surprised by Willy's remarks.
Afterwards, McGradon turned over with one hand, and a spar appeared in his hand.
"Give you."
McGregor threw the spar to Willy.
Willy also reached out to catch it subconsciously.
"It records part of the usage of the trace of the source, you can try to contact..."
McGretton explained: "Keeping such a treasure trove, don't waste it."