The Medallion

Chapter 1666 Astonishing Potential

Soon, the beam of light landed on a figure, and all the members of the Shura Race turned to see who it had chosen.

The famous Esteban was standing next to the figure bathed in light, dumbfounded and furious.

He never expected this would be the man the divine light would choose.

Even Rocky himself was at a loss as to whether he should laugh or cry because, sure enough, the light was shining on him.

While he didn't know why he was chosen, he knew he was not equipped to deal with this situation.

The plot was thickening. Since he was chosen, he was to inherit the divine power. The Godly Genius was revered in the Shura Race; he or she was the medium between them and the gods, like an oracle.

But the divine power would put Rocky's real identity at risk.

Although Rocky had become object of envy, he felt quite unhappy, uncertain as to what would happen next.

Meanwhile, Esteban was quite grim as well. He was worried that Rocky's human identity would be exposed by the god. He shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Well, that's it then," a voice boomed. "It seems that the gods has made the choice. Congratulations! Please come up here!" Gilbert's eyes were fixed on Rocky. Although he felt that Rocky looked very ordinary, he figured there was more than met the eye and believed that the gods' choice was correct.

Rocky didn't budge. Instead, he shot a glance at Esteban, who was standing next to him.

Go!" Esteban hissed, putting on a stern expression. He had no choice

crowd until he reached

divine light whipped back to the center

sir!" Rocky

now on, you are the guardian of this city.

I refuse?" Rocky asked hesitantly. He thought it'd be best if he didn't beat around the bush and turned the offer down

be selected as a Godly Genius. If Rocky refused

a gift is the highest honor. How can you not

knew it'd be more troublesome to be stubborn here, so

kinds of exclamations and jeers of envy around the square.

passed through the portal, it vanished into thin air, taking

square to a scenic valley where birds were singing cheerfully

found that the door to the pavilion was open, and

no one there; just a stout bamboo tea table with a cup of steaming

is there anyone here?" Rocky cautiously

sound of a light breeze hitting the exterior walls of the

of tea warily, wondering if

himself and sat cross legged in front of the bamboo table. He furtively picked up the cup

to whirl. All the memories of the past began to flood his mind in chronological order, like a rapid

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