the last king of darkness

Chapter 127
Rhodes came down to the top of the fort surrounded by the crowd, and every soldier hugged them once. Afterwards, Iger turned into white smoke, wrapped the two of them, and plunged into the darkness.

A thick black mist rushed towards his face, and the glimmer of light around his waist could only dispel the darkness around him.

When the bright fortress went away and fell into the vast darkness, Rhodes had a feeling of being far away from heaven and falling into the abyss.

Bach used the astrolabe to identify the direction. This magical crystal compass could ensure that they would not get lost in the boundless darkness.

Iger wrapped them like a white cloud and flew deep into the wasteland of corpses.

On the originally empty wasteland, monsters coming from the Kuroshio can be seen everywhere now. Most of them are ghosts and ghouls, with red eyes, and they rush in all directions in a chaotic manner.

They didn't respond to the three people passing by.

But the air is not absolutely safe, there are flying blade demons, wandering evil spirits, and some strange unknown monsters.

Rhodes tried to direct Iger to avoid them as much as possible, and Iger, who couldn't see anything, was a little dissatisfied by changing directions too frequently.

"Hey, my flying spirit consumes a lot."

Rhodes hesitated for a moment and asked, "Shall we kill them?"

Bach shook his head and said briefly: "Hunting, not killing, hide yourself."

Rhodes didn't quite understand this sentence until he raised his head and saw above the thick black mist, an extremely colossal existence passing through the light cone of his sight.

It was dark, and Bach covered his eyes.

"No, look at the sky...too high, you will be blind."

Rhodes lowered his head, and Bach's cold hand was removed from his eyes.

At this time, Rhodes felt that he was crying, his eyes were burning and stinging, and there was something jumping in his spirit.

A feeling of fear rose in his heart. If he looked at it for a few more seconds, he might really be blind.

"What is this?" Rhode couldn't help asking.

Bach's words were still brief.

"In the darkness, there are indescribable horrors, don't search for them, don't approach them, otherwise, bad luck will come."

An incomprehensible fear rose from his heart. He thought a lot at once, and couldn't help asking: "Have you ever encountered this kind of existence? Have you... defeated it?"

Bach stared at the astrolabe, and was silent for a while before answering: "What you said, I don't know, we have defeated many extremely powerful enemies, but we have never encountered the unknown existence in the real dark depths."

Iger couldn't help but interjected: "There have been several big breaks in the history of Trorian. Many scholars believe that the most recent big break was due to the rapid expansion of the royal city at that time, which touched the indescribable existence in the darkness. , leading to mass extinction."

Rhodes felt unbelievable: "Can it develop after being extinct?"

"It is said that the fire of civilization was preserved. The remaining human beings hid the holy fire underground. After the disaster passed, the holy fire was rekindled. It took hundreds of years to rise again, but many precious historical materials in the large library were also lost. , making it difficult for us to clearly know the history before it.”

Rhodes asked blankly: "If the fire of human civilization is so fragile, then what are we working so hard to protect?"

Iger smiled and said: "Of course it is to protect ourselves, to protect our beliefs, our homeland, our relatives and friends, everything we love, the existence itself is the meaning, we don't have to keep looking back, the withered flowers cannot bloom again , but there are hundreds of ways to bloom the remaining flowers.”

Bach also showed a rare smile: "Our fire will never go out."

"That's right." Iger shouted: "Our mission will be successful this time, kill the evil spirits, block the black tide, return to the king's city, and grow taller!"

Rhodes let out a breath.

Fortunately, your wish is only to grow taller, not to return to your hometown to get married.

It should be stable this time.

Not long after, Iger wrapped the two and landed at the foot of a hill.

"is it here?"

Iger glanced at the hill, and there was nothing on it.

"under."

Bach turned around the hill and soon found a narrow passage.

"Walk."

He only said one word, and took the lead to get in.

The corridor was pitch-black, and every place was covered with corrupt black flocs.

Silence oppressed the eardrums, and the deeper he went, the more wreckage Rhodes saw. Most of them had been extremely corrupted, but they had remained normal over the years. Any slight disturbance would cause them to collapse quickly.

This is not like a man-made grave, but rather like a lair dug out by some kind of wild beast, and these wreckage are the leftover corpses of it.

There were more and more wreckage, and a large number of broken armor appeared. They didn't have much decay in the black mist, and they could still barely see their original appearance.

Most of these armors were made of brass, with simple and heavy shapes, and the damaged parts were full of sharp claws and gnaw marks. The corpses inside had already become black flocs, flowing out with their footsteps, and collapsed to the ground.

Rhode couldn't help asking: "Are they the Twilight Legion?"

Bach nodded silently.

"How many years ago was this? Why don't we have this legion now? Has their establishment been cancelled?"

Iger replied: "They are the Legion of the Third Era and have nothing to do with us."

"What is the third era?"

Iger glanced at him strangely:
"The third era is the era of fire. It is said that in this era, the light of fire shines everywhere, and human cities are scattered all over the land. Brave warriors hunt and kill monsters in the dark everywhere. Darkness can only occupy remote areas and a small continent. But I don’t know why it was destroyed later.”

"What era are we in?"

"The fourth era is the era when fire is dying out, also known as the dark era. There are only a few fire king cities left for human beings. The holy fire can't even shine beyond the king city. Huddled behind thick walls, and surviving under the protection of the sacred fire, according to our calendar, this is the beginning of the Tesrivian Gregorian calendar."

"Year 1325?"

"Ah."

The weight of history is overwhelming, and the corpses here all existed more than 1000 years ago.

According to common sense, they should have been a pile of bones long ago, and their armor should have been corroded into slag.

This is obviously the effect of the black mist.

Rhode couldn't help asking: "What about the first and second eras?"

Iger replied calmly:
"The first era is the era in the concept. We generally call it the era of chaos. At that time, everything was chaotic, and it was the era before the emergence of civilization."

"The Second Era is called the Era of the Gods. It is the age when gods and mortals existed together in the legend. It is said that there is no black mist in the era. It is too long ago, and the age cannot be verified. A group of people in the royal city specialize in this era. But I don't know very well."

Rhodes asked again: "Then do we know where the black mist comes from?"

Iger smiled bitterly: "The academic materials derived from this topic can fill up the entire Jianguan. I can only tell you that this mist full of evil and curses came out of nowhere. It suddenly appeared one day. Appeared and covered the whole world, monsters survived and grew in the black mist, people gradually lost their minds and turned into monsters in the black mist, and so did other creatures."

"Only fire can dispel it."

He touched the lamp with peripheral light on his waist, and added.

"There is also power derived from fire."

Rhodes asked: "Where did our current animals and plants come from? I heard that we also have a city of beasts, a city of wood, and a city of mushrooms."

Iger was dissatisfied: "Why do you have so many strange questions?"

"Some of them are preserved seeds."

Bach rarely answered Rhodes' question.

"Part of it is derived from the wreckage we found and placed in the holy white tree."

Rhodes was surprised: "The holy white tree still has this function?"

Iger showed a proud smile:

"You don't know much. If you have time to go to the botanical garden in the upper city, you will know why it is called the tree of life."

His vigilance was a little relaxed. After all, he didn't find anything unusual after walking for a long time. Even Rhodes couldn't help but wonder if the higher evil spirit had already run away.

Suddenly, Bach raised a hand to block them.

"what happened?"

Rhodes became vigilant for a moment, and the eyes of the soul scanned around, but still found nothing unusual.

Bach said calmly: "I smell decay, death, taboo and engulfment, it is ahead."

This was the first time Rhodes met someone whose nose was more sensitive than his eyes.

"what should we do?"

Bach said succinctly: "My characteristics have reached six flowers, and I can use a very powerful blow."

"If you kill it, Iger will drag us away and return to Jianguan."

"If not killed, Rhodes uses the psychic cannon."

After speaking, he closed his mouth.

Rhodes felt something was wrong, and when he was about to ask, Iger suddenly interrupted and asked:
"Mr. Bach, there must be a price for your very powerful blow, right?"

Bach glanced at him and replied calmly: "My characteristics will drop by a level."

Iger breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay."

Bach continued to walk forward, and Rhodes had to follow behind.

There are more and more corpses, the space is getting bigger and bigger, the smell of decay is rushing straight to the nose, and the sound of clattering is constantly appearing with their steps, piles of corpses collapsed, and the armor scattered all over the ground.

Suddenly, Bach stopped.

"It's a ghoul."

"What?" Rhodes looked around, but saw nothing unusual.

The physical barrier in the tunnel was so thick he couldn't see very far.

"Smelly, greedy, and ancient, it digs up the corpse of the Dusk Knight and devours it here, and it has been going on for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years."

Both Rhodes and Iger became nervous: "Aren't our enemies high-level evil spirits?"

"Yes, a high-level evil spirit is being born from the body of the ghoul. The ghoul has eaten countless corpses and gathered countless remnants of knights. They gather and breed in the body of the ghoul. After many transformations, it has become a powerful high-level evil spirit."

"It is about to be born in a broken body."

Iger was surprised: "What should we do? Shall we hurry to kill it?"

Bach didn't answer.

He continued to walk forward, but his steps were much more careful, his nose constantly twitched, as if he was sniffing the air.

"Remorse, resentment, hatred, apart from hatred, there is only devouring and killing."

"A very strong spirit erosion field, it has a special connection with the evil spirits in the wasteland, and it is devouring their souls."

Rhodes suddenly remembered that when he was hunting evil spirits in the wilderness, they had very few souls, and their spirit bodies were full of loopholes.

At that time, I still thought it was born like this, but I didn't expect it to be eroded.

Bach continued: "Its metamorphosed body is driven by it, and hunts fresh living things and souls for it."

Rhodes instantly thought of his experience of killing powerful monsters twice without obtaining a soul.

It turned out to be its body?
Such a powerful monster turned out to be just its shell?
Bach's tone became anxious for the first time:
"We're hurrying, one of its shells is returning, and its spirit smells of thirst and impatience."

He quickened his pace, and the spiritual energy rose from him and gathered quickly.

Rhodes and Iger followed behind him nervously. Suddenly, with a light step, the whole ground collapsed, and countless corpses and broken armor collapsed into one piece.

And in Rhodes' line of sight, an unprecedented huge spirit body appeared.

(End of this chapter)