the last king of darkness

Chapter 137 Of course to save him
After a moment of silence, the special envoy said, "I will report this matter to the king and the Supreme Council. Rhodes will be temporarily locked up in a dark prison to conduct a deeper investigation on Gregor, especially regarding the six sworn knights."

He looked around and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, please keep in mind that unity is our strength. At any time, please don't point your blade at your comrades."

After speaking, he turned around and strode away.

Everyone in the trial seat looked different, and no one spoke.

In this way, Rhodes returned to the cell.

But he didn't feel depressed or worried at all. The cell was quiet and no one disturbed him, so he could concentrate on his studies.

He was very nervous some time ago, he had almost no time to study dreams, and he fought intensely all day long. Although he had gained a lot, his understanding of himself was very backward.

His fighting style is actually very single, spirit gun, lightning stone, summoned object, "soul crit" and [psychic quintet].

If [Psionic Quintet] couldn't kill him, and "Soul Crit" couldn't be used, he would have no fighting power at all, and his ability to protect himself was extremely poor.

A new way of fighting must be mastered.

The most important thing is that [Psionic Quintet] is too weak, and it is completely unqualified as a trump card.

If Gregor had been killed with one shot at that time, there would have been no troubles afterwards.

And the best way to improve it is to strengthen [Justice Execution] as soon as possible.

At present, [Justice Execution] has reached the final stage, and it needs a complete soul to improve.

And Rhodes has already invested all his souls, and its strength has only increased by 31.

This speed is really too slow. Rhodes learned from the book of knowledge that [Justice Execution] is a big star with high strength, and weak souls can improve it very little. It takes stronger souls to have a better effect. good.

Thinking back now, it was his biggest loss that he didn't get the souls of the high-level evil spirits and female worms in the wasteland of corpses.

For other weak souls, no matter how much they harvest, there will be no qualitative change, and they can only fill up the spiritless soul and spirituality.

There must be more and stronger whole souls.

Rhodes has now figured it out:

Spiritless Soul is his basic resource, and Humanity and Spirituality are common resources that can be obtained in large quantities.

Divinity is a high-level resource.

A complete soul is a more important core resource, which can be degraded into other resources besides divinity.

However, most of the souls he obtained now seem to be incomplete. According to the knowledge in the "Book of Knowledge", this seems to be because of the soul altar.

It seems that more dream fragments must be found quickly.

Unfortunately, this trip did not come across.

Rhode felt a little regretful in his heart. He wondered if there was a more efficient way to obtain fragments. It would definitely not work to always try his luck like looking for a needle in a haystack.

He turned and walked towards the soul altar.

There was only one soul left on the altar, Gregor's just acquired soul.

Its main body is bright yellow, with an oval flame center and a very long flame tail, mixed with gray gas.

Rhodes moved his gaze to it, and the words of the soul emerged in the flames.

【Soul of Sigre Gregor】

A strange soul with a rare giant lineage, possessing two soul characteristics due to eating the shell of an ancient god.

As a result, his soul became unstable, and the severe pain that tore his soul often tormented him, causing his personality to undergo drastic changes. He found the real existence of the ancient god he had swallowed the shell - the old master, so He begged for it to come, to end his suffering, and to satisfy his limitless desires.

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After reading his soul text, Rhodes felt a little uneasy.

He remembered that Qingyu had told him that the Adventist Sect in the Doomsday Sect aimed to summon the old master to descend.

Is this a real evil god?
He used to think that it was all fabricated by Doomsday believers. The curriculum of the academy clearly told them not to pray to any existence. All gods are false, and there is no god of fire. Fire is the real existence that shelters them. A physical manifestation of the source of the universe, rather than something personal but ethereal.

Although Rhodes has reservations about this due to his own experience, the gods worshiped by the doomsday cult, and even the believers are all obtained by other systems, which is somewhat unreliable, right?
But now, the dream directly told him that the evil god exists, and this soul has eaten the shell of the evil god.

I won't be called, will I?

Rhodes was a little confused, he wanted to sacrifice Gregor's soul directly, or throw it into the stars and burn it.

But he was a little bit reluctant, he had a better idea.

"Let's listen to the voice in his soul first. This guy must be a believer of the Adventist Sect. Maybe he can find some clues to directly prove his identity, so that we can save a lot of trouble."

Rhodes concentrated and listened attentively.

The noise of the soul rushed past, and the deepest rhythm came oncoming.

"It's so dark, my senses seem to be deprived."

"Where the hell am I?"

"What's the matter?"

"Have I been drawn out of my soul?"

"How could that kid have this ability?"

……

Rhodes was startled and almost jumped off the soul altar.

This soul is alive?

The voices he heard were obviously a series of mental activities, and they definitely could not be left before death.

Although Rhodes doesn't know whether the soul he plundered is dead or alive, but there has never been a soul that has autonomous consciousness like it.

Is this guy the legendary undead?
Beat into a skeleton did not die.

Pumped into a soul, still not dead?
The only thing that made Rhodes a little relieved was that it seemed to have no ability to perceive the outside world.

Otherwise, it can only be sacrificed, and the secret of the dream must never be known to anyone.

Rhodes listened for a while.

This time, he heard the constant complaints in his soul, complaining that the guardian Jon actually sent him to Jianguan, ruining his perfect plan, complaining that the scumbags of Jianguan persisted for so long that he had to show up in person Silently, while still cursing Rhodes viciously, vowing that as long as he recovers, he must be tortured with millions of cruel punishments until he regrets giving birth.

It really is a mental activity.

Rhodes thought.

This soul must have a self-awareness.

He tried to communicate with the soul, but was unsuccessful. The pure soul does not seem to have any ability to interact with the outside world.

There must be some way.

Rhodes thought.

I'll just ask the Book of Knowledge.

Might be able to wring more value out of this guy.

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Seventh zone.

After Wangcheng spared no effort to complete the new strategic deployment, the pressure on Liguang Fortress finally eased.

Jianguan has been retaken, and an elite battle group is stationed there.

The relocation team from Linfeng City successfully arrived at Iron Furnace City in the east, Rock Village, Nanfeng Town and other places returned to normal, and a new and more reasonable line of defense was established in the west of the Dead Mountain Range.

The seventh zone finally stabilized.

Among them, the No.12 defense zone located behind the seventh defense zone helped a lot, but Jon was not grateful.

"...Taking this opportunity to gain merit and show off your abilities, hmph, Qingyu, you are indeed the woman I fancy. She really has two talents, but it's not enough."

Greasy hair swayed around his cheeks, his pale face made his big aquiline nose stand out, and his light black pupils seemed to be burning with phosphorescence.

The most prestigious candidate for the king, put aside the summary report of the seventh defense zone, and picked up the news from the court sent back by Wang Cheng's cronies.

The first time he looked up, Jon was petrified.

He read it quickly but without missing a word, put down the report, closed his eyes, and leaned back on the bench.

After a while, he suddenly burst out laughing, startling Vilas, the deputy who was working beside him.

"Your Excellency Jon." Vilas said slightly dissatisfied: "You should be more stable, so that you look more like the king of Trorian."

"Sorry, Vilas."

Jon's smile faded away, but his bright eyes still showed his current high spirits.

"Look at this information."

Vilas has followed Jon for decades and has always been his right-hand man, but Jon will discuss with him on every major event.

He took the information, read it quickly, and his handsome face immediately sank: "Oops, the situation is very unfavorable to us."

"No no no."

Jon said lightly.

"Things are in our favor."

Vilas looked at his brother and lord suspiciously: "Once Gregor dies, not only will he be worthless, but what he did before will also be revealed, Jon, I always think you shouldn't get too close to this kind of people , even if he is not a doomsday believer, Qingyu will soon use his black spots to label him a doomsday believer, we are going to be in trouble!"

The smile on Jon's face didn't change.

"Vilas, this is your flaw, the layout is too small."

He pointed to intelligence.

"Look, how resolute and decisive this kid is, and how clean and neat the murder is. There is no doubt that this is Qingyu's strategy. She let the abandoned son go to death, and then quickly cut off the connection with him. Killed one of our generals without damage, and then attacked us according to the method you said, the new king is likely to be hers."

Vilas asked anxiously: "Then we haven't failed?"

Jon smiled and said: "Such a far-reaching plan, so cruel and decisive, so cruel and ruthless, this is what a real king should look like. Even if I fail, Trorian will rise, and our cause will be successful." What? Even if I kneel under the corner of her skirt?"

Vilas was silent.

"However, the matter is far from over. It is not enough to get my recognition."

Jon put away his smile and said coldly.

"Villas, draft a letter to the Supreme Council, Libord."

"Draft another letter to Rhodes to win him over."

Vilas did so without question.

Jon came to the window and looked at the cannon of Dawn that was accumulating energy. The powerful wave of spiritual energy washed over his senses like a sea tide.

"The abandoned son who was just abandoned, suddenly saw the light in despair, what would he think?"

"Hehe, Qingyu, coldness alone is not enough."

"King, you must understand people's hearts."

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No.12 zone.

After a busy day, Qingyu returned to her castle.

Just when he was about to rest for a while, there was a sudden noise outside the door, and a young guard rushed in and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"Your Excellency Qingyu! I beg you, I love you so much, I cannot live without you, please list me as one of the king's husbands, I swear that I will only be loyal to you in this life!"

Qingyu said with a slightly distressed expression: "But, Clegane, I have already reserved 130 royal husbands, and the Disciplinary Committee gives me warnings almost every day."

The young guard wailed: "Your Excellency Qingyu, please! Please!"

Qingyu looked very distressed, but still said: "Okay..."

After only saying one word, Jin Wei was kicked away by the white wolf who rushed in suddenly.

Qingyu looked at him a little embarrassed: "Uncle Vermeer, I'm sorry, I..."

White Wolf raised his hand and said indifferently: "Your Excellency Qingyu, when will you learn to refuse such an unreasonable request?"

Qingyu's expression became distressed again: "But, this is not unreasonable. I am the guardian, the candidate for the king, and theoretically there is no limit to legal partners."

White Wolf looked at her: "But there is actually an upper limit, you can't take up so many resources."

"However, if I refuse them, they will be very painful."

White Wolf sighed, suddenly realized something, and asked, "Isn't there 130? Why is there another one?"

"It's Little Rhodes. He asked me for a request, and I agreed."

Judging from Bai Lang's expression, he didn't want to say anything anymore, he took out the information from his bosom and sent it to Qing Yu.

"Why did you encourage him to kill Gregor? Don't you know that this will get us into a lot of trouble? I guess you wouldn't throw him as a pariah."

After reading the information, Qingyu looked very surprised: "I didn't, I didn't say anything!"

The white wolf looked at her as if reacquainted with the young guardian.

"He used the pendant you gave him to murder Gregor in front of everyone. Would you tell me that he stole the pendant of the Mist, or that he asked you to give it to him? That's unreasonable Request, you will not agree."

Qingyu said confusedly: "I gave it to him as a gift. I hope he can use the mist pendant to escape when he encounters danger. As long as he escapes to my defense zone, I can protect him. At that time he said he understood."

"Ok."

White Wolf let out a long sigh.

"There must be some misunderstanding, Your Excellency Qingyu, what are you going to do now?"

Before she finished speaking, Qingyu had already put on the guardian robe she had just taken off, turned around and went out, the fluttering robe brushed the white wolf's cheek.

"Of course to save him."

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Empire.

king district.

Hall of Fire.

Wang, Archbishop Horus, First Chief of Defense Yolevi Dalin, First Elder Armando.

He is listening to the news reported by the special envoy to the four top speakers.

(End of this chapter)