The King of the Three Kingdoms Glory Possession System

Chapter 232 Soul Musician - Chopin

"Grandmaster!"

King Arthur worshiped the person at the top of the Pyramid of Khufu devoutly.

If it weren't for that person on the high ground, there is no doubt that King Arthur would have licked the other's toes.

As for why?
Because King Arthur has already seen that this person is not like an ordinary person at all.

He looks like a fairy, and he is barefoot.

Aren’t all gods barefoot?

Moreover, King Arthur had been hinted by Angela that this person is a person who is good at mental power.

Human beings who are good at mental power can only play hypnosis.

But it was an army that this man could hypnotize.

How powerful is this mental power?

Looking at Marco Polo just now, he also knelt in front of this person, which shows that this person not only has the support of darkness, but also the support of light.

Both sides can support him, proving that he doesn't believe in either side.

This person can only be tied with both parties.

Since they are juxtaposed, it means that this person is also a god!

The middle-aged man above opened his eyes slightly, looked down at King Arthur below, and said, "As a king, how can you kneel at will? How can you convince the crowd like this?"

"You are a god, and it is right to kneel to you."

King Arthur replied without hesitation, without thinking at all.

He answered the middle-aged man directly.

The middle-aged man nodded, and jumped off the sphinx directly.

Standing lightly in front of King Arthur, he gently touched King Arthur's head.

"Since you are a king, I will grant you one wish."

There was no trace of emotion on the face of the middle-aged man.

When King Arthur heard this, he didn't hesitate at all: "I want to build an immortal empire!"

"immortal?"

The middle-aged man shook his head after hearing this: "There is nothing in this world that is immortal. If you are a generation of arrogance, sitting on a territory of thousands of miles, in the end it will be just a dream."

The middle-aged man paused, and then said: "How about I play a piece of music for you so that you can achieve immortal supremacy in your sleep?"

When King Arthur heard this, he immediately became anxious. Who is going to have a dream?
What is the use of dreaming?

What I want is reality, not fantasy!
"Since I can't be immortal, let me build a powerful empire that has never been seen before or since!"

King Arthur took the next best thing, directly showing that he doesn't need immortality, as long as there is no one before or after, that's all.

"Everything will come true in sleep, life is just a dream, why don't you want to realize this wish in your dream?"

The middle-aged man asked King Arthur: "Life is but a dream. After a hundred years, it will only be a handful of loess. Why do you have to achieve such a great deed?"

King Arthur heard that the middle-aged man was going to let himself dream again.

Immediately dumbfounded.

Why do I keep dreaming about myself?
If dreams can make wishes come true, why should I come to you?

"Life is only a hundred years, I want to leave my name in the history books forever! Let people praise it forever."

King Arthur clenched his fists and said a word, not only to the middle-aged man, but also to himself.

In a hundred years of life, there must be some pursuit.

There is always something to dream about, what if it comes true?

"I used to think the same as you, but what?"

The middle-aged man raised his head slightly, looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, and continued: "Everything is just an obsession. You can only pick it up if you let it go. Everything is like an illusion, and it is of no use at all."

"I can't let it go, it's a dream, it's a wish, I can't let it go, if I let it go, what's the difference between me and a salted fish?"

King Arthur's eyes were red, as if he had lost his mind, and he felt that his thoughts had begun to waver.

The words of this middle-aged man also have a hint of magic, constantly impacting my mind, making me give up my dream, but how could I give up my dream?

impossible!
King Arthur bit the tip of his tongue, forcing his mind to wake up.

When King Arthur was awake, the middle-aged man looked at King Arthur, without any fluctuation in his expression, he just shook his head and sighed: "Oh, the obsession is too strong."

Obsession!

Did not do, this is my obsession.

I want to surpass Alexander the Great, I want to surpass Julius Caesar!
I'm going to be Arthur the Great!

This is my obsession, my dream!

I will never give up!
For a moment, King Arthur seemed to be blessed from his heart, and suddenly felt that his fighting power seemed to have stepped up to a higher level.

"Hahaha!"

The middle-aged man smiled, looked at King Arthur in front of him and said, "Congratulations, you have made a breakthrough!"

"Under my mental pressure, you broke through, much better than that trash just now!"

Just that trash?

King Arthur thought of Marco Polo in an instant, and the person who was present just now was that Marco Polo.

"he?"

King Arthur looked at the middle-aged man, and asked a little puzzled: "He has such a firm belief in himself, how is it possible?"

"Belief?"

The middle-aged man laughed, and then said: "He went to the East twice, and both times his faith was destroyed."

"Now, his faith has been shaken a long time ago. Under the mental oppression I just had, he just knelt down to me."

Having said that, the middle-aged man looked up at King Arthur, and then continued, "If it wasn't for your kick, he would have become my servant."

Uh?
King Arthur was instantly embarrassed, saying this as if he had done something wrong.

"Sorry, I made the Master lose a servant."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and then said: "It's okay, it's just a waste, I don't pay attention to it."

The middle-aged man looked at King Arthur and said, "Since you have passed my test, I will help you. As for how far you can go, it depends on the strength of your soldiers."

"Thank you, Master!"

King Arthur immediately made another big gift to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man didn't look at King Arthur, and then continued: "I don't know how to shoot, everything depends on you, go to the battlefield, I will help you improve your soldiers' abilities, but I won't help you shoot!"

"it is good!"

King Arthur nodded, not wanting him to make a move at all.

Increase the ability of your soldiers ten times, if that is the case, your side can't beat it, then you might as well kill yourself.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Chopin, the soul musician!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and said to King Arthur.

Chopard!

It really is Chopard!
Angela didn't lie to me!
"Under..."

"Needless to say, I know your identity!"

Chopin directly stopped King Arthur from speaking, which made King Arthur look embarrassed.

It's immoral to interrupt others, okay?
Even if you don't want to hear it, don't say it directly.

This makes me very embarrassed!
Of course, King Arthur also has self-knowledge, knowing his identity is nothing to the master in front of him.

It doesn't make any sense to say or not to know or not to know.

(End of this chapter)