Chapter 519: The expectations of the ancestors

"That's an opportunity to be promoted for ten quarters!"

Saryana's words made Willy's heart pound.

To give up the opportunity to be promoted for ten quarters to fulfill future generations, it is absolutely impossible to replace Willy himself.

Saiarit has a lofty will to sacrifice, which has deeply convinced Willy.

"Yes, I gave up the opportunity to be promoted for ten quarters..."

Sariana pursed her lips and stared into Willy's eyes: "So, he chose you as a candidate for promotion for ten minutes."

"Choose me?"

Willie's pupils shrank.

Could it be that the Scar of the Origin that he inherited contains the origin code of Saierrit?

Thinking of the previous attitudes of the Knights of the Holy Light, Lexi and McGredon, towards their own Scar of Origin, Willy instantly confirmed this method.

"That's right, when you inherited the Scar of the Origin of Saierrit, you were chosen by Saierritt."

Sariana said solemnly: "You are entrusted with great expectations from Saierrit."

"At that time, after Saierrit made his decision, he also peeped through the traces of the origin to see the changes in the trajectory of Glenn's world after a thousand years... In the infinitely complicated trajectory, Saierritt saw the future of a super genius. Rise, now it seems, is today's Viagrais..."

"In my opinion at the time, he should have left the inheritance to Viagras, but he didn't do it in the end. He said he saw a possibility in the chaos..."

"That slight possibility, not only has the opportunity to realize the wish to be promoted for ten quarters, but also may really repel the world of the heart, so that they can no longer achieve the re-invasion of the world of Glen... And this possibility is you, Wei Wei. Leigh Phelan."

"So..." Willy raised his eyes to look at Sariana, "Is it destined to inherit the scar of the origin of Saialite?"

"That's right."

Sariana nodded.

Willie was silent.

He originally thought that he was lucky, and he encountered a ruin near the Great River of Misel that chose the Hanged Man as his heir.

Now it seems that all of this is the result of Saialite's deliberate arrangement of peeping into the world's trajectory.

Willie didn't know how to describe his feelings for a while.

Everything is as guessed before, he is the key **** in the hands of these superheroes, and also their hope.

"Okay, Willy, I've already told you the cause and effect..."

At this time, in front of Willy, Sariana's figure had begun to look illusory.

"This is the last remaining consciousness, calling you only to tell the truth of everything... After these experiences, you can tell Viagrass, and he will definitely assist you."

Sariana said: "The first-generation purple-patterned sea elf that was given to you before was the source of malice, you can use it to cultivate the subordinates of the purple-patterned sea elf. With the number of those malicious sources, it is not difficult to cultivate several sanctuary-level sea elves. This is the team I gave you, and it's the only thing I can do at the moment, after all, I've... been away for too long..."

There was no trace of sadness in Sariana's tone.

But she still smiled.

She stretched out her palm, and a light net appeared in the center of her palm.

Above the optical network, there are dense spots of light.

"Sabweiler's tears have spread the sea elves all over the world, and the father's blood and life forms have been maintained. It's time to bring them together again and exert the same power as the blood of Glenarty..."

"Through this light net, you can confirm the location of all the shards of Sabweiler's tears and piece them together... It is a hassle for you to find these shards of tears, but you can give them to Wiagley To do it, he who controls the Knights of Light can easily do this..."

Sariana said, and sent the light net to Willy.

The light net burst into bloom, and drilled into Willy's arm, forming a square mesh mark similar to a chessboard.

"I'll leave everything to you, Willy, if you can, please protect the world of Glenn!"

"This is the expectation of Glen Yatty, my father, Boudivina, me, and countless ancestors!"

"I believe in the hope that Syalite sees, and I believe that you will eventually be able to do everything we expect..."

At this moment, Sariana's figure almost turned transparent.

"Please protect... Glenn World!"

As soon as the voice fell, Sariana suddenly turned into a little starlight and disappeared.

At the moment when Sariana disappeared, Willy was suddenly dizzy, and his consciousness was blurred for a while.

...

When Willy regained consciousness again, he was already in the stone chamber of the former Kara Coral Tribe.

Navila stood on Willy's side. When he saw Willy awake, he immediately greeted: "Master Willy, are you awake?"

"Um……"

Willie responded and shook his head gently.

Everything that happened just now made him feel a little unreal.

Navila saw Willy's discomfort from the side, but didn't say anything to disturb, just stood by and waited.

"Am I the hope of Glenn's world?"

Willy looked at the square mesh mark on his arm and knew that everything just now was true.

"To protect the world of Glenn, the ancestors have sacrificed too much..."

"Can I really do it?"

Willy thought of Sailite.

This senior who had never met, just chose himself.

"call……"

Willy took a deep breath, feeling very complicated at this time.

He looked up at the sculpture in front of him.

At this time, the ancestor sculpture of the Kara Coral Tribe no longer had the strange feeling it gave Willy before.

The last trace of Sariana's consciousness has disappeared.

Willie pursed his lips and remained silent.

Finally, he sighed and clenched his fists.

"I'll try my best……"

Willy's voice was low, but Navila heard it.

It's just that she didn't dare to ask.

"Navira..."

There was a slight change in Willy's body, very subtle, but Navila noticed it.

"Master Willie..."

Navila quickly approached and responded respectfully.

"I'll accept all of these thirty-eight Subwyler tears first."

Willy said to Navella.

For Willy, collecting all of Subweiler's tears is already a very important thing at the moment.

"This is yours."

Navila has no regrets.

When she was in the center of the mainland before, she was going to give all the sabvillers to Willy, but Willy didn't accept them.

Now that Willy took the initiative to speak, Navila naturally had no dissatisfaction.

"In return, I have something to give you..."

On Willy's body, the source of the malicious power of the first-generation purple-patterned sea elf fluctuated slightly.