“What prophecy?” Leylin’s spirits were lifted.
“In this century, before the waves of extreme weather returns, the King of Bloodlines shall rise in splendour, crushing all the other thrones in the central continent!” Jeffrey’s body began to tremble with excitement.
“A Monarch of bloodline Warlocks?” Leylin shook his head, “How could there be something so easy?”
Wayde’s expression turned a little gloomy. “However, once a rank 6 Warlock does appear, they will surely exceed Breaking Dawn Magi in strength. Perhaps the Blazing Flame Monarch intended to nip the danger in the bud. This is also why the other Monarchs in the central continent are supporting it.”
“That certainly makes sense as well!” Leylin stroked his chin.