I'm the King Of Technology

Chapter 1546: That's it!!

What is he doing?

Before anyone could react, they saw the always calm yet bubbly Crane tremble with vigor, moving speedily towards the Core while taking off his right-hand glove.

And for a moment, everyone wishes to kill him with their eyes.

They only thought it was his sheer excitement that made him leap to the core like so.

Thus, even the knights and guards around the core hesitated whether to put Crane down or not. After all, Crane was one of the most powerful men in Morgany as a whole, working for the same cause as them.

So such a person shouldn't be thinking of doing anything stupid... At least that's what they hoped.

Nonetheless, their arrows and weapons were still drawn just in case.

Of course, they too understood the feeling of wanting to touch his holy stone that emitted a heavenly golden light.

Amongst the thousands of men who brought the stone over from its resting place, a few had touched the stone skin to skin.

Again, even when placed in the research facility, it would be a lie to say 1 or 2 didn't touch this core.

If possible, they would've loved to rub their faces in it too.

So Crane's actions were understood by many, though everyone else in the room hated his guts.

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What a joke!

They hadn't touched this precious baby yet, and this guy was so boldly rubbing it all in their faces like this?

Many gritted their teeth hatefully.

Damn you, Crane!

'As one of the top 15 men of power amongst all 3 empires in the whole of Morgany, can't you show a little bit of aura and dignity?'

He looked like a hungry dog staring at a juicy bone dangling before him.

All these thoughts circled everyone's mind for less than a second without anyone truly understanding Crane's sudden strangeness.

But soon... They were found to realize that things weren't always as they seemed.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!~

Everyone stood from their seats in shock, watching the stone shake and rubble the moment Crane's bare hands landed on the stone.

What? ('0')

Who can tell them what's going on here?

Blood!

Everyone saw Crane pull his hand back, only to see a thin strip of blood from his open wound float through the air and into the Holy Core.

But this wasn't all.

Crane began twitching vigorously, mumbling words only the guards and those close to him heard.

Keys? Special signs and gifts in the bloodlines?

"Repeat!!!" Kavien bellowed, and the host repeated his words into the massive megaphone.

Boom!!!

An explosion went off in everyone's mind, especially Zain's.

Now, he finally understood what the unsolved words in the ancient texts meant.

[Stone, oh Holy Stone. You shine brighter with every special sign you meet.]

Shine brighter with every sign it meets?

It was referring to every special and unique bloodline it came across.

Bloodlines... Special powers...

The more the cost resounded the mumbling words from Crane, the surer Zain and Kavien were about their thoughts.

Only one person belonging to the special bloodlines could activate the core?

Hold on... Hold on... The guardians in the Ancient text that secured the Holy Core... Were they the ones with the special bloodlines?

If that's the case, Crane should be the descendant of the Morg Guardian from ancient times!!!!

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Remember... Remember...

It says the holy core shines brighter with every special power/bloodline it meets, meaning it needed the descendants of these Guardians to make the core stronger than it already was.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!~

The core shook, finally floating in the air and giving off an even brighter golden hue.

Its aura became grander, and its size also shrunk a little too.

But everyone wasn't worried about this, knowing it seemed to be getting stronger instead.

"Heavenly... What a divine stone." Someone mumbled, feeling as though the God of War himself had appeared in Abian.

"This is a gift from the War God to our beloved Morgany!!!"

Plop.~

Many got on their knees, thanking their God for letting them see such a miraculous feat.

The old and elderly men had eyes filled with reverence and excitement, thinking of the unbelievable sight before them.

It was truly an honor and a blessing to see such a thing in their lifetimes.

And now, they were even more confident that once they died, the God of War would welcome them into his blossoms as one of his own.

Their bodies trembled, and their hearts free firmer.

No! No!

Before their old flames of light ran out, they would work their hardest for Mornay, creating the biggest contribution in all their lives.

Only in that way could they be qualified to have a place before the Great war God.

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Descendant... Descendant...

Zain stared at the twitching Crane with narrowed eyes.

It was said that for some unknown reason, there were 2 Morg ancients with special powers that emerged back then.

And one of these Morg ancients became the chosen guardian, while the other was his friend, fighting alongside him.

Analyzing matters like this, didn't this mean he and Crane always had fate?

His ancestor was Crane's ancestor's best friend, dying for the cause of preserving these ancient texts.

And if his intuition was correct, he also guessed Crane's ancestor could control birds of all sorts... Maybe he could console tens of thousands too.

Again, one shouldn't look down on Crane's powers.

It's said that when Crane controls a bord, its body becomes stronger, making it difficult for an ordinary arrow to kill it.

And this was the situation at present. So imagine how stronger the bodies of these birds would've been when taken over by the Morg Ancestor? ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelenglish.net . Firᴇ.net

Again, imagine if 10,000... No! 50,000 boards flew into a battlefield with bladed shape claws ready for the kill.

One man could go into battle and kill thousands and thousands of troops with a flick of his finger.

Scary... Truly scary...

And the worst part was that he, Zain, felt there was more to Crane's power than what they saw on the surface.

Crane… Crane… Crane…

Many squinted their eyes thoughtfully.

This guy might be more powerful than they thought.