Chapter 914: The Illusion Returns

The attention of the leaders of all countries was on the sacred artifact, and they swarmed up to watch. However, no one was the first to get started, and they seemed a little afraid of each other.

When a group of people came forward to watch the sacred artifact, Bai Xiaowen quietly fished out the hidden gold treasure box, and then silently backed away.

"Dior, you don't seem to be interested in the holy artifact?" Yahan asked.

Bai Xiaowen waved his hand: "I don't need it..."

"However, you need to express your opinion on who should use this holy vessel," Yahan said.

Swish, swish, one after another looked over.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down the back of Bai Xiaowen's head, Yahan sees you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, why are you so hurt?

Being held back by Yahan, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bai Xiaowen had no choice but to express his opinion: "The sacred weapon will choose the user. If there is no such fate... the true power of the sacred weapon cannot be exerted. I think everyone present will try it in turn by drawing lots. It's better to try."

This is indeed a way, and it is the only way to do it.

Seeing the heads of the countries nodding, Bai Xiaowen was relieved, and finally did not offend anyone.

Apart from Yahan, who already had the sacred artifact, and the ranged professions, several melee leaders participated in the draw.

The barbarian Bassaka drew the first one. He walked slowly to the suspended bone-piercing hammer and stretched out a palm. But before touching the sacred artifact, he suddenly retracted, scratched the back of his head, pounded his firm chest muscles, and roared a battle song of the Yolni barbarians at the top of his voice.

The war song coupled with Basaka's movement of circling the holy vessel is a bit like a dancing god...

Harold, the second-ranked knight, showed a slight disdain.

"If this kind of uncivilized barbarian can get the approval of the holy artifact, it will be hell." Felix, the fourth quartermaster, muttered.

At the end of a battle song, Basaka suddenly held the long handle of the warhammer with one hand and raised it high.

There was a moment of silence.

And then... Balgra's punishment, a gleam of blood appeared on the dark red surface, and then Basaka's burly body made a bone-cracking sound...

"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Barsaka roared to the sky,

I don't know if it's pain or excitement, but that gleam of blood radiates all over his body, making his already burly body even stronger and more compelling, and an awe-inspiring pressure spreads.

Basaka's momentum continued to rise, and finally reached a critical point.

With a bang, as if a glass was broken, the wind pressure spread, and Basaka's aura became as thick as a mountain, and as sharp as a knife, and the surrounding leaders involuntarily took a few steps back. This momentum is fundamentally different from before!

"This is... a success?" Quartermaster Felix murmured.

"It seems to be... What a coincidence..." Bai Xiaowen also felt a little surprised, he didn't expect that the first person to try it would succeed. He is quite familiar with this aura of being promoted to a lord. After all, he once trained a lord in the world of Aaron.

"Prophet Dior," the knight Harold frowned and looked over, "You seem to have said that the sacred weapon will choose the user?"

"Well, that's right." Bai Xiaowen nodded, he understood what Harold meant.

It is precisely because he believed the words of his prophet that the leaders of various countries agreed to draw lots to determine the order. If the sacred artifact does not choose the user, and the first leader who gets the sacred artifact can complete the advancement, these leaders will certainly not rashly let the barbarian Barsaka touch the warhammer for the first time.

Not only Harold, but the dwarf Pangja and the quartermaster Felix all had a little doubt about Bai Xiaowen's words. It's just that there is no evidence, and they can't say much. They can only look at the new lord Basaka with extreme envy and even jealousy.

Basaka didn't realize it, and swung the warhammer. One accidentally slipped his hand, and the warhammer flew more than ten feet away with a roar, and fell into the magma pool.

"My sacred artifact!" Basaka rushed over, but he stumbled and ran a few steps, but he didn't hold his center of gravity. A dog chewed mud and fell to the ground, not forgetting to face the magma pool The holy relic stretched out its big hand.

There was a low roar of laughter from the crowd.

However, the holy warhammer in the magma pool floated lightly and flew slowly into Basaka's hand.

Yahan held back his laughter and helped Basaka up: "Be careful, you need a period of time to get familiar with the power given to you by the sacred weapon before you can use it freely."

"Okay, it's a good thing that the sacred artifact was born and its owner was chosen. At least it didn't fall into the hands of the snake man. We won the battle in the Bonus sea area," Bai Xiaowen clapped his hands, "You don't have to feel sorry, Balgra's punishment has nothing to do with you, but there are still several sacred artifacts that have not yet been born..."

After listening to Bai Xiaowen's consolation, the leaders of various countries cheered up a little.

Bai Xiaowen continued: "Next, when we return to the mainland, the most important thing is to establish a truly stable alliance. I hope that after returning to China, you can also... eh!"

When Bai Xiaowen said this, he suddenly felt the doom bracelet on his left wrist burn. He had already felt this feeling once. He glanced at his left wrist, and the expression on the bracelet of doom did not change.

"Is it an illusion again?" Bai Xiaowen murmured silently in his heart, and used his mental power to probe into the bracelet of doom.

Visions come.

A giant underground world full of stalactites, with only one natural crystal pillar supporting the dome. In the center of the crystal pillar, a group of glowing spheres can be seen faintly.

Endless sea water poured in, and a huge figure with nine heads let out a roar that shook the sky. Although the sound could not be heard in the phantom, the surrounding dust and rocks rustled down, but Bai Xiaowen could feel the horror of the roar.

The sphere in the center of the crystal pillar collapsed first, and then the crystal pillar also broke, and the underground world collapsed...

As soon as the angle of view is turned, it has turned to overlook, and it is a forest. The monstrous waves swept over, the towering trees snapped off, and the forest turned into a country of swamp.

Bai Xiaowen suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master Prophet?"

Everyone around surrounded Bai Xiaowen, and Yahan looked concerned.

Bai Xiaowen sighed: "Sorry, something happened just now."

"What happened?" asked Dorothea.

"I saw a phantom, but I don't know if it is the past or the future." Bai Xiaowen shook his head, he had seen a similar phantom once, it was the "past" of the Bonus Islands. But this phantom, I don't know where it is.

Bai Xiaowen really wanted to tell the scene of the phantom, but because of the rules of the Prophet, he couldn't make it public.

The fleet returns from the Sea Eye of the Scorching Stream. On the boat, the White Phoenix team took a moment to extract the hidden gold treasure chest.