Chapter 221 The Prophecy

“Yes. Do you know what it is about?” “I thought it was another name for the Seraphim King?” The old man shook his head. “No. The prophecy is about the arrival of one powerful soul in a hundred thousand years.” “A hundred thousand? That is a long time period, running into prehistory! Even before humanity came into existence!” Butch furrowed his brows dismissively. “I don’t have the time to tell you about all the ancient civilizations that existed before recorded history. All you need to know is that the thousandth Seraphim King will be the prophesied Gilded Man.” “Who is he?” Tyler asked curiously. “What number were you?” “I was the nine hundred and ninety-ninth,” the old man replied with a knowing smile. Tyler sat up with a start, now that all his injuries were healed. “I am the Gilded Man? Are you sure about that? Clearly, there’s been a mistake! Someone who couldn’t even protect his own master can’t be a savior born from prophecy!” “Didn’t I ask you not to interrupt me?” Butch fired