the last king of darkness

Chapter 302 The Star White Tower and the Ancient Gods (Part [-])
The White Tower is located in the westernmost part of Shangcheng District, on a high cliff with a backing mountain.

It was a huge tower, all white, with a radius of at least a thousand yards at its base.

The long tower body even left the range illuminated by the holy flame, and sank into the black mist.

When this giant came into view, Rhodes was really shocked by it.

It wasn't until several apprentices tugged on his sleeves that he came back to his senses.

"With such a big tower, there must be a lot of people inside, right?"

"Not many." The apprentice in a white robe shook his head and replied, "Including the followers, there are only 200 people in the White Tower."

"so little?"

"Yes, the White Tower is a special building. Half of it is located in the spirit world. The tower is contaminated by the breath of the spirit world. People who are not stars cannot live for a long time."

"What are the characteristics of stars...?"

"Star induction, star eye, and star omen, these three characteristics are collectively called star characteristics, which belong to the prophecy system. Only with these three characteristics can one become a prophet and observer of the White Tower, and live in the White Tower for a long time. The erosion of the breath of the spirit world."

"Aura from the spiritual world... Will it corrode the human body?"

The apprentice came to the magnificent gate of the White Tower and explained patiently.

"The spirit world is not the world of the living, but the world of spirit and energy. The breath of the spirit world will corrode the souls of the living, assimilate the flesh and blood of human beings, until they become one with the spirit world."

"People with non-star characteristics are not suitable for long-term activities in the spirit world. Even holders of star characteristics need to go out regularly to alleviate the erosion of the soul by the spirit world."

Rhodes hesitated for a moment and asked, "But I have seen many monsters in the spirit world..."

The apprentice shook his head: "That's not a living person."

He lightly placed his hand on the door, and countless streaks of white light suddenly crossed from under the door and merged upwards, forming a huge pattern.

With a bang, the door opened.

A strange breath came over his face, making Rhodes vaguely feel a feeling of returning to the dreamland.

Is this the breath of the spirit world?
But Rhodes cared more about what he said just now.

"What do you mean? The monster is not a living thing? What is the living thing?"

The apprentice gave him a strange look.

"The living are souls with gnosis and wisdom. The souls of monsters are chaotic and disorderly. Rather than being souls, they are more like the condensed product of some kind of black mist, which exists only to maintain and drive the twisted, dark, materialized body. s things."

Another apprentice saw Rhodes' young face not much older than them, and then explained.

"The essence of the monster is the black mist. We call it the law of darkness. Monsters are the embodiment of the law of darkness. Different monsters are formed due to different characteristics and carriers, but the essence is black mist."

"Their body and soul are highly integrated, so whether you destroy its soul or body, its entire existence will collapse, and the black mist will return to the void, leaving only the ashes of the undercarriage and the condensation of residual power."

Rhode suddenly realized that it was no wonder that every time monsters were killed, they would turn into black ash and scatter in the air.

All that was left was a pile of embers and a congealed mass of ashes from the monster.

There was a sudden movement in his heart.

If so, what was the soul he took?What is the black thread submerged in his body?
Of course, he didn't ask, but just changed the subject.

"Is there no pollution in the ashes of the monster? I heard that they often use the ashes of monsters to make potions, spiritual materials, weapons and equipment, and even food."

The apprentice shook his head.

"No, the ashes of the newly born monster are quite pure. The black mist that lost the basis of existence has all collapsed and returned to the root. At this time, you can even eat the ashes directly with rice. Maybe it can restore spiritual energy and increase the strength of the soul. "

Another apprentice added: "But if it is left for too long, it will be polluted and gradually become putrid when it comes into contact with the outside world."

"So, once the monster is killed, we must immediately clean up the battlefield and put the ashes of the monster into a redstone casket or urn."

"In large battlefields, we will also have a dedicated job to clean the battlefield and collect ashes."

Rhodes nodded.

He knows this, and that is called collectors, and they are usually ordinary people with sharp hands and feet.

After thousands of years of continuation, the system of Wangcheng is still quite perfect.

While chatting, Rhode walked into the White Tower following the steps of the apprentices.

The space inside the tower is very grand, full of shining psionic crystals and strange devices, at first glance, it looks like a crystal palace.

Although there were not many people, the space was very clean, free of dust, and only slightly messy.

In some rooms, Rhodes saw huge tables and chairs and even bigger drawings of stars.

In another room, Rhodes saw papers filled with various numbers and symbols and an old man sitting on the ground thinking hard.

"What is he doing?" Rhodes asked.

the apprentice told him.

"This is Simon. He is calculating the orbits of the stars, trying to find the law of the movement of the stars, so as to calculate every astrological phase in the future."

Rhodes glanced briefly, and found that the paper on the ground was full of complex partial differential equations and matrices, as well as some vortex soliton resonator model data.

Its complexity and huge amount of calculations are simply beyond the reach of human beings.

"awesome."

Rhodes sighed sincerely.

Although he himself has a good talent in mathematics, he cannot master all kinds of powerful mathematical tools as he likes.

Once in contact with complex problems, mathematics becomes like a ferocious ghost, complex partial differential equations are like weird nooses, and cumbersome matrices are like traps full of sharp knives, making people wear a mask of pain.

And this strong man actually calculated such a complicated problem with human power, the partial differential equation was almost twisted into a twist, and all kinds of symbols piled up were as dazzling as flies in the dry toilet in summer.

Rhodes could barely recognize a small part.

He seemed to be writing a mathematical equation that would describe the entire trajectory of the Heptador.

The Seven Luminaries Star is the most common and easy to observe seven stars.

Their trajectories are relatively fixed, always starting from the same starting point and returning to the same end point at the end.

The time taken for this process is one week.

Fixed seven days, eternal change.

However, although the starting point and the end point are the same, and the time is the same, the trajectory in the middle is different.

This is a very strange thing, and he seems to want to penetrate this mystery.

Rhodes looked at it for a while and said, "Your Excellency Simon, the solution of your equation seems to diverge, and there is no answer."

The old man on the ground suddenly raised his head.

His beard and loose hair almost covered his face, but could not cover his bright eyes.

"Can you understand?" His tone was extremely surprised.

Rhodes said cautiously: "I can understand a little bit."

"Like?" His tone was full of doubt.

Rhodes spoke briefly.

"For example, this equation should describe the trajectory of the stars of the Seven Luminaries last week, but it doesn't quite fit. If this trajectory deviates by 1 degree, the resulting ellipse deviates a lot, and this equation..."

"Stop talking!"

The old man jumped up wildly and grabbed Rhode's hand, his red eyes were like a super thur seeing a stunning beauty without clothes.

"Are you new here? What's your name? Ke, go tell Meredith that I want this man."

The apprentice became anxious: "Master Simon, he..."

"Needless to say, I don't want all the shares of the Crystal of Light this year, I want him."

The apprentices wanted to say more, but the surge of psionic energy from Simon's body suppressed them for a moment, making them speechless.

Even Rhodes couldn't breathe.

You know, he is now an eighth-level psychic.

To achieve this effect, at least three grades higher than him.

Eleventh level of psionic ability, that is the proper ranks of the strong, high-level combatants.

Instead of going out to fight, he actually studied the stars in the White Tower.

Rhodes was surprised and amused at the same time, he quickly mentioned the spiritual power, and said: "Master Simon, you misunderstood, I am the captain of the King's Hand, alternate elder, third-level commander, and the defender of Fanxing Town Rhodes, Invited to visit the White Tower."

A psychic energy flashed across Rhodes like lightning, and Simon let go of his hand.

"You are not a star, you have fire, and you are of the spark sequence."

His tone was extremely disappointed, and he sat down slumped.

Even Rhodes felt unbearable and comforted him.

"Master, knowledge has nothing to do with sequence. If you really want to use knowledge to decipher the mysteries of the stars, you can recruit and train more students and spread your knowledge more widely..."

"It's useless, you don't need to comfort me, Wangcheng only worships the power that can be seen, no one is interested in playing with a bunch of numbers, and my road may really be a dead end, even you can see it, it is unsolvable of."

Rhodes said with a smile: "That's not necessarily true. Mathematics is a tool. You didn't find the answer you wanted because you used it in the wrong place. It's like using a sword to plow the land and a knife to mine."

"Maybe the trajectories of the seven stars are not connected. Each star is only moving in its own way. It is impossible for you to force them to connect."

As soon as the words fell, the old man suddenly froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"No connection? Each star is independent?"

he repeated mutteringly.

"Ah~"

He suddenly let out a strange long sigh, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

"I understand!"

He turned around suddenly, pinched Rhodes' hands, and his red eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"Rhod, right? I'll come to you!"

Before Rhodes had time to reply, he turned around and ran away, disappearing at the end of the room in the blink of an eye.

The powerful psionic pressure was gone, and the apprentices could speak again.

"Unlucky," one of the apprentices complained, "meeting this old lunatic again."

Rhodes asked: "Why do you call him an old lunatic?"

"Madman Simon, who doesn't know that this guy is crazy. He insists on creating a super equation that predicts the motion of all stars. He said that as long as his great work is completed, we will no longer have to worry about sudden disasters."

"I think he is purely dreaming."

"Yes, this demonstrates the impossible."

The apprentices complained for a long time, and Rhode followed them and continued to walk up.

As you can see along the way, there are strange people and strange things everywhere in the White Tower.

Some people were holding the basin motionless, some were lying on the ground and rolling, and some were looking at mirrors frantically. His room was full of bright mirrors, and the reflected light made Rhodes unable to open his eyes. .

According to the apprentice's description, they are all people who are looking for the secrets of the stars, trying to sense the trajectories of the stars in the future in various ways, so as to know the more distant time.

After a long time, Rhodes finally came to the top of the tower.

In a huge pure white room, I met Meredith, the Lord of the White Tower.

He was sitting on a huge astronomical disk, and behind him was a spherical planetarium floating in mid-air, occupying one-third of the entire room.

The complex sphere is composed of multiple layers, and they are interlaced and rotating, creating a strong three-dimensional sense of space.

The apprentices bowed respectfully and saluted: "Teacher, Mr. Rhodes has arrived."

Meredith opened his eyes.

With a bang, the spherical planetarium stopped rotating and hovered behind him.

"Rod, nice to meet you."

Meredith's voice was surprisingly kind, and his snow-white beard blended into his robes almost indistinguishably.

"Although this is the first time we met, I have followed you a long time ago."

He floated down from the horoscope, held Rhodes' hand, and a strange light shone in his light-colored eyes full of wisdom.

"Your fate is very strange, like a cliff, it seems that a huge change has taken place at a certain stage... Well, your future fate is full of fog, with red flashes and colorful streamers, but I can't see its trajectory , it seems to have disappeared."

Rhodes was confused, hesitated for a moment, and asked carefully, "Is this good or bad?"

Meredith's white beard curled up.

"It's full of uncertainty, it's unforeseen, and I can see why Asa would call you the Destined Child."

"Why?" Rhodes asked curiously. He remembered that Asa was the leader of the Polluter Sect and held the Book of Fate.

Looking at it now, he was the shadow behind the scenes when the three justices were killed that day.

"Because the Book of Fate cannot replace your fate trajectory, he thinks that you, like the Book of Fate, have a wonderful connection with the Ancient God of Fate."

Rhodes was startled: "Ancient God of Destiny?"

"Yes, the ancient god of fate, one of the most powerful gods in the second era, after the catastrophe, it disappeared mysteriously, without a trace, without an end, just like the ancient god of rebirth Heragtos , many people think they are not dead, hidden somewhere in the spirit world.”

Rhodes couldn't help but said: "We can't read His honorable name..."

Meredith smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. The White Tower is a specially treated closed space. It is in the material world and the spiritual world at the same time, and will isolate mysterious disturbances."

Rhodes was a little relieved, carefully considered the language, and said.

"Your Excellency Meredith, I read from the ancient books in Fanxing Town that the ancient god of rebirth, Heragtos, was dead. He was dismembered into eight pieces, scattered in the spirit world, and evolved into Monster, one of which was killed by an unknown tall, handsome and handsome hero."

Meredith looked at him with a little surprise, but the apprentice beside him spoke first.

"You must be false. The ancient gods were in the second era. After the catastrophe, all the gods fell, so the third era is also known as the era of humans. The Kingdom of Stars is a human kingdom that existed in the third era. They left His ancient books will not record such details, it is almost as if he saw it with his own eyes."

"Yes, it may be a story scribbled by a bard."

Rhodes scratched his head.

"I misremembered, it may be an ancient book from the Second Era found in Fanxing Town..."

The apprentice immediately retorted: "This is also impossible. We have passed the spiritual world prophecy test. Only the ancient god of rebirth and the ancient god of destiny have no feedback, which proves that they are likely to still exist. The high-level spirits have isolated the prophecy. spying."

Rhodes suddenly remembered the residual spiritual energy that emerged after killing the remnant of Heragatos.

It was begging Rhodes to kill its other seven pieces, promising him the strength.

From this point of view, it is really not dead.

But how?

Rhodes couldn't think of a convincing argument for a while, so he could only reply vaguely: "Maybe... what if it is true?"

The apprentice tried to speak, but was interrupted by Meredith.

"I think it's possible."

"Xiao Ke, write it down and write it into the book of gods as a standard answer to similar questions."

The apprentice was full of dissatisfaction, but the Lord of the White Tower could not refute what he said, so he could only agree sullenly.

Rhodes asked curiously: "The Spectrum of the Gods? Apart from observing the stars, do you also observe the ancient gods?"

Meredith smiled and said: "Of course, what we observe is everything in the spirit world. When the catastrophe happened, many ancient gods fell in the spirit world, and after being corroded, they turned into terrifying monsters, lurking in the depths of the spirit world. place."

"It's a huge threat to us, and certainly a target for our observations."

Rhode suddenly asked, "Will monsters from the spiritual world attack us in the main material world?"

Meredith nodded slightly.

"This is one of the biggest threats we face. More than one-third of the Palace of Fire's energy is devoted to preventing threats from monsters from the spirit world."

Rhodes was shocked. The Temple of Fire is the gathering place of Trorian's highest-end combat power, and one-third of them are guarding against the spirit world.

Thinking of the attack on the dream bubble in the spirit world, he suddenly realized that the monsters in the spirit world were much stronger than the monsters he usually encountered.

Meredith seemed to know what he was thinking, and said, "Not only are they powerful, monsters from the spirit world can bypass the partition of space and our defenses and appear anywhere."

"If we are not careful, it will cause untold damage to us."

Rhodes suddenly came to his senses.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder the sacred fire sacrificial site is located in such a safe location, and the internal and external defenses are still so strict.

Originally, he thought he was guarding against the doomsday cultists, but now it seems that it is more than that.

An apprentice said: "The responsibility of the White Tower is very heavy, but the characteristics of the prophecy department are very rare. Over the years, our number has been small. If you can decide the policy of the royal city, please ask the Supreme Council to approve more. Give us the budget."

Rhodes patted his chest: "I will."

Meredith smiled and didn't seem to care.

"We invited you here this time because we want you to participate in an unprecedented big plan."

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(End of this chapter)