the last king of darkness

Chapter 332
Just as Rhodes and the others wanted to help, the flame symbols on their collars burned at the same time.

Rhodes and the others held the sign at the same time, a strange resonance appeared in the spiritual energy, and a projection appeared in front of everyone.

It was Churchill.

"Are you all here?"

The projection looked around, and the expression of the portrait composed of fog light generated by psionic energy was distorted, but the expression of anxiety and worry could still be vaguely felt.

"Very good, you return to the NO.20 lighthouse immediately."

Everyone was extremely surprised.

"why?"

"Aren't we going to rescue? Someone nearby is in danger!"

The projection said in a deep voice: "You don't need to go for rescue, I will go there in person. After you return to the lighthouse, don't enter the central area again."

Celie said in shock: "Mr. Churchill, are we not going to hunt the king ants?"

"It's not necessary, Rhodes, your mission has also been cancelled, and the beacon is temporarily in your custody, and someone will come to pick it up later."

As soon as the voice fell, the projection disappeared.

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

But during the war, the orders of the superior commanders were unquestionable, and everyone had to return.

On the way back, they kept seeing help flares rising in the center, and it was obvious that the situation was very bad.

"what is this?"

Celie murmured, obviously upset at the sudden order to retreat when they were about to make a big fight.

Lannister suddenly asked: "Why did we suddenly meet so many king ants today?"

Rhode's heart moved: "You mean, the queen has already started hatching king ants in batches?"

Ryan immediately said: "Yes, it was fine yesterday, but today I suddenly encountered a large area! It must be that the queen has changed!"

Frank scratched his head in doubt: "However, the psychic power of the queen has not changed much, and it will take a long time for it to transform the hatching type, it shouldn't be so fast."

"There should be some reason, it may be related to our sudden retreat,"

While thinking about it, Rhodes drank the tears of the goddess and lifted the burning curse.

A sense of fatigue came, as if the body had been hollowed out. Although the curse disappeared, the consumption of the body did not decrease.

This thing should be used sparingly.

Rhodes thought.

It consumes too much for me, and I need to use an extra tear of the goddess.

But at that time, there was no need for it. There were more than 20 king ants and three giant king ants. It was difficult to defeat the seven of them alone. Ryan and Frank were injured.

He must be on drugs.

Fortunately, although it consumes a lot, the harvest is not bad.

There are so many powerful souls, enough for the Book of Knowledge to use.

The only thing that makes him a little melancholy is that until now, he has not been able to obtain the last great soul.

[Star Shuttle] has been waiting for a long time for the last level of potential.

As long as he completes it, he will definitely be able to officially enter the ninth level of spiritual power and become a third-level combatant.

At that time, his combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly improved.

It will definitely be easier to deal with these demonized ants.

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Empire.

white tower.

Spirit Hall.

The huge spiritual world detection instrument suspended in mid-air made rumbling noises, and the spiritual energy field was abnormally distorted.

The prophets around stood up one after another.

One person shouted: "There is a disturbance in the spiritual world!"

"No, find Your Excellency Iyeta!"

A moment later, a bald man wearing Xingyue's white robe flew into the hall. As soon as he raised his hand, the detection equipment returned to normal, and the psionic field became round again.

"Your Excellency Iyeta, what is it..."

The bald man raised a hand again, stopped his words, stood there for a while, and said.

"It's a spiritual world invasion, coming from a high-level spiritual world. It is crossing the space barrier. The entry point is near us. The disturbance is very strong, and it has affected the instrument. Just lower the sensitivity."

An attendant respectfully recorded his words.

Iyeta continued: "The type of monster, the disordered grotesque, the entry point, 37 yards south of the Trident, um...something is calling it continuously, that's all, give it to the War Department."

Iyeta flew away, and the attendants did not dare to neglect, and quickly handed over this record to the War Department.

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After returning to the lighthouse, the first commander Herman explained the reason to Rhodes and others in detail.

Rhodes frowned slightly: "You mean, the Queen of Worms is calling for a powerful spirit world existence?"

"Yes, the queen of insects is born with the ability to communicate with the spirit world."

Herman paused for a few seconds before continuing.

"The demonic ant was originally called Fraser Ant, which devours souls as food. After being eroded by the black mist, it became a demonic ant, but its instincts have not changed much. The core of its population is the queen. Under the environment, it will gradually transform and evolve into a higher-level existence."

"A suitable environment?"

"Psychic energy is turbulent, battles are frequent, and the law of killing is all over the land."

Celie asked, "What will it evolve into?"

"The queen will eventually evolve into a monster called mastermind, which is one of the old masters. We were not sure whether the eroded and corrupted Vla devouring ants still have this instinct, but now it seems that it is obvious. There is."

After thinking about it for a long time, Celie asked again, "What does this invasion of the spirit world have to do with it?"

Heman said in a deep voice: "The Queen of Worms will summon a powerful symbiosis from the spirit world to assist in its transformation, and the Grotesque Demon of Disorder is one of them. This is also one of the evolution rituals, and the Queen of Worms has been calling for it a long time ago. "

"But when the White Tower monitors it, it's already too late. The spiritual ceremony will be completed soon, and the queen will become a more powerful existence. At this time, it is meaningless to kill the king ants. All we can do is wait. .”

Celie looked very unhappy.

"Why wait? Can't we take the opportunity to stop the ceremony? How can the queen evolve after killing that spirit world monster?"

"No, it's too dangerous. We can't predict what will happen during the ceremony. Whether it is a higher-level worm queen or a disordered grotesque monster, they are not monsters that you can deal with. Wangcheng will send more powerful fighters to deal with them , your task is to guard the lighthouse area and prevent monsters from spreading outward."

Celie really couldn't accept it, but the battle order must not be violated, so she had to scold Lannister severely, and went back to the room angrily.

Rhodes was also very disappointed. He killed well and came back just like that.

Ordinary monsters can't meet his needs now.

Originally, I wanted to see if I could steal the queen's soul.

Now it seems that there is no possibility.

Wait for the next opportunity.

Rhodes thought regretfully.

Anyway, he has already entered the Palace of Fire, so there are many opportunities.

After going back this time, the badge of the hall should be enough, just buy the trident, and the power of the star shuttle can be improved again.

In the future, if you shoot one and kill the other, do you still need to worry about not having enough souls?
Haha.

With such good expectations, Rhodes returned to the room and lay down on the bed.

The soft mattress overwhelmed his thoughts and made him fall into a deep sleep instantly.

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Temple of Fire.

main hall.

There were only four people sitting at the big round table.

Wang, the first defense chief Lin, the archbishop Horus, and the first elder Armando.

As the supreme leader of Trorian, the king also served as the Lord of the Hall.

But after all, the Palace of Fire is not within the scope of the king's city, so the king can't come here frequently.

Dalin, as the first chief of defense, is one of the main people in charge of the daily affairs of the Palace of Fire, but he also shoulders the heavy responsibility of the Military War Department, and only comes here when the Palace is scarce.

Archbishop Horus and First Elder Amando are both quasi-special fighters at the round table.

As the highest combat power of Trorian, special combatants have only 11 people in history.

Other personnel with similar combat effectiveness are called quasi-special level.

After the original super fighters such as the son of fire and the grand knight commander abdicate, they will also become quasi-special.

This is influenced by various factors.

One of the reasons why Wang is so eager to implement the holy fire plan is that after obtaining the next holy fire seed, the number of super fighters can be expanded.

It is precisely because of such a strong motivation that he has the confidence and determination to plan to attack another Fire King City that has been sunk in darkness for thousands of years in the age of fire decline.

However, despite numerous difficulties and countless preparations, the Holy Fire Project still fell into a huge predicament.

Dalin knocked on the table, and the disk of gray mist unfolded on the round table.

The miniature battlefield is shown on it with spiritual energy, and the light spots of various colors are submerged in the thick black fog.

Dalin said in a deep voice: "My lord, all the major legions have reached their limits. The city defense legion, the conquest legion, the investigation legion, the knights, the hunters, the night watchman legion, the church war group, Kalil's secret troops, the silver oath taboo Armed... But all the battlefields are very tense, especially the battlefields of Windy City, Deathland, Fortress of Courage, Castle of Storms, Castle of Victory, and the battlefield of the Trident River."

On the main seat, the king wears a flaming robe and a flaming crown. His resolute face looks calm and powerful under the reflection of the fire.

Dalin stretched out a finger and pressed it on a spot of light in the fog.

The light spots instantly became larger, and scattered into countless light spots.

"On the battlefield of Wind City, the threat of pus giants is huge. [-]% of the area has been infected. The soldiers are almost unable to resist, all supported by Alan."

The first elder, Armando, raised his turbid eyes and said in a hoarse and old voice: "Since there is Alan, this area is left alone."

Horus frowned and said, "Alan also has limits."

The first elder said lightly: "Don't judge a super genius with the eyes of ordinary people. None of us know where Alan's limit is, but the limit of a human hero who has shone dazzlingly in the long river of history is far more than that. .”

"I believe Alan is good enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with them."

Neither Wang nor Dalin spoke.

Armando's words are correct to a certain extent, and everyone actually has such expectations.

And at this time, no one is willing to oppose the First Elder.

Although Amondo had agreed with the king that the elders would not participate in the decision-making of the entire expansion war.

But there is a prerequisite for this, which is outside the critical situation.

Now, the entire expansion war has fallen into a quagmire, and the Kingdom of Trorian is overloaded, and it has reached a critical moment.

The empty hall of round tables bears witness to this.

After being silent for a while, Dalin continued to state the status of the Death Field Battlefield, Fortress of Courage and Storm Castle.

Armando said calmly: "Qingyu should show her strength as a candidate for the king. The battlefield of death should not have such a great pressure on her. The same is true for the Fortress of Courage. Jon wants to become king, he There has to be a corresponding force.”

"As for the Storm Castle, Xingge is still young, I can go to support it."

Horus hesitated to speak. When he was young, Amondo was also a strong man who fought everywhere. He was fully worthy of the title of quasi-special combatant. If he hadn't been severely injured in the battle with the Void Demon, he might have become a seven-star warrior. One of the sons of fire.

But now that he is too old, his soul is aging, and his old wounds have not healed, no one knows how much combat power he has left.

But in the end, Horus still didn't speak. Now the whole situation is very difficult, and if there is any strength, there is every strength.

Wang nodded slightly.

"I wish you a bright fire."

Armando bent his old body.

"May mankind live forever."

After Armando left, Dalin continued to speak.

"The battle between Cape Wrath and Lake of Ashes is very unfavorable, and the progress is very slow. If this continues, we will meet with Star Town and Star City, and the time to complete the first stage of the battle will be delayed a lot. Capture the Storm Pass and march into the Dark Great Plains." It will also be delayed.”

"According to the calendar drawn by the White Tower, it is almost impossible for us to attack Star City in Tasnia before Hanukkah."

Horus looked worried: "Can we postpone it?"

"No."

Wang shook his head slightly.

"We must arrive at Starry Sky City before Hanukkah comes. The battle with another Fire King City is unprecedented. Hanukkah is the best time window. If not, we can only wait for next year's Hanukkah."

Hanukkah is the most important festival in Trorian, and it is the node that divides the year.

When it comes, the old year ends and a new one begins.

Hanukkah lasts for seven days. During the duration, the black mist disappears, monsters hide in silence, and the power of fire is greatly strengthened. The light of the holy fire can even shine on the fires of other towns.

The light of life and soul shines together, the earth is shrouded in light for the first time, and the power of the black mist is greatly weakened.

These seven days are the greatest celebration for human beings. Only during these seven days can people let go of their vigilance and celebrate the rest of their lives while crossing the fire together.

There is a deep reason why Wang set the date of Hanukkah for the final battle of the Holy Fire Project.

No one can be sure how many powerful monsters are lurking in the Fire King City that has been sunk in darkness for thousands of years.

No one knows what kind of monster the last queen of the Kingdom of Stars will become after devouring the seed of the holy fire and being silent in the black mist for 500 years.

In this case, it is the best decision to choose to fight on Hanukkah, during the seven days when the fire is the strongest and the black mist is the weakest.

If you miss it, you can only wait for the next year.

But with the current state of the flame, Wang is not sure whether it will last until next year.

Therefore, their time is very tight.

That's why Trorian gets stuck in the quagmire.

Dalin was silent for a long time, his deep gaze almost piercing through the mist.

"So."

He spoke, his voice hoarse.

"The sixth main army can only go to assist the Cape of Wrath. Horus, you go to support the city in the north to avoid great turmoil on the dark plain. I will go to support the Victory Castle."

Horus asked: "Who will preside over the daily affairs of the palace and the military department?"

Dalin said in a deep voice: "I will leave a spirit in the Fire Palace, and the Military War Department will only be managed by His Majesty."

Wang nodded slightly: "Okay."

Horus said anxiously: "Latopep, the lord of nightmares, is about to move again. The king wants to protect the holy fire, so how can he manage the military department for you?"

Wang smiled and said: "Xiao Hehe, don't worry, that old monster is not my opponent, my powerful breath penetrates the spirit world, it dare not act rashly."

Horus choked, and said after a few seconds: "What about the battlefield of the Trident River? There is a powerful spiritual invasion, the Phra queen is about to be promoted, and the guardian Churchel is alone. Once the Trident River falls, When our center blossoms, things get harder."

Dalin said calmly: "I can only leave it to Alan."

Horus asked urgently, "Alan fought bloody battles in the Windy City, and he will come back to help the battlefield on the Trident River?"

Dalin said in a calm tone: "I will let the monsters from the spirit world invade, and let the Queen Fula be promoted successfully. In this way, it will no longer hide itself, and it can be easily marked with a beacon, and Alan can quickly come to the battlefield. After killing the insects."

Horus said angrily: "The Beacon of Empty is very heavy on the soul, and if you do this, won't the monsters Alan faces become stronger?"

Dalin said calmly: "This is the best way, I can't find any other better way."

"Yes, but..."

Dalin raised his eyes and looked at him: "Horus, I know that Alan is under a lot of pressure. He hasn't rested since the end of the sun day, but I can't help it. Alan's fighting ability is something we all have No."

"Believe me, I am more worried about losing him than all of you, but I also believe that Alan will become a human hero who is not inferior to human beings for thousands of years."

"Same as Trorian."

Horus took a step back, and he saw that Dalin's eyes were bloodshot.

He realized in an instant that the pressure faced by the top leader of the military department was beyond his imagination.

Not just Alan, everyone is under a lot of pressure.

"So be it."

Wang stood up and made the final decision.

It was extremely quiet in the hall, no one spoke.

"Everyone."

Wang smiled slightly, and the flames burned in his chest and gradually covered his whole body.

"Brightness and miracles exist."

"Please trust me."

puff.

The raging fire crossed a long line of fire, and in the eyes of Dalin and Horus, it flew into the guardian fire in the center of the hall and disappeared.

Only the lingering sound echoed in the hall.

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Eight hundred thousand yards from the very edge of Trorian.

Grizzly Hills.

Windy City.

The black mist is thick and deep, like black sediment on the seabed, and it doesn't flutter very much.

Under the tall blue-gray city walls, even the light of the fire could not push through the black mist, and the whole city seemed to be pressed into the depths of the dark seabed.

Countless figures glowed red, running back and forth on the city wall.

Occasionally, the psychic light briefly penetrated the black mist, and was instantly submerged in darkness.

Only the roar of the psionic cannon and the ejection of the heavy bed crossbow pierced through unhindered.

The residents of the Windy City hid in their houses, stood in front of the small lights, and prayed that their great hero, Alan, would never fall.

outside the city walls.

A giant of a hundred yards tall.

They are rotting all over, with huge abscesses all over their bodies, staggering steps, and deep spiritual energy.

The light bullets fired by the spiritual cannon and the bolts fired by the bed crossbow hit them, causing almost no damage.

And the ground they walked on was covered with light black putrefaction, every time they stepped down, thick yellow mist was squeezed out from the gaps in the flesh and blood of their bodies.

They mixed with the deep black mist, turning into a highly infectious and corrosive poisonous gas.

No warrior dared to set foot here.

Except Alan.

He shuttled through this terrifying flesh forest like a stream of white light. The holy white sword slashed out beams of light to tear through the black mist, break through the pollution, and cut off the decaying giant.

The black blood continued to fall along with the black flesh, hitting the ground and splashing black mud several people high.

Countless giants fell, and countless giants stood up.

The black mist that was broken apart gathered in an instant, and everything seemed to be endless.

But everyone on the city wall knew that without Alan, these terrifying pus giants would have destroyed the city wall long ago, extinguished the fire of protection, and turned everyone into monsters.

No fighter can get close to these giants and can only use ranged attacks, with little success.

Their non-light psionic power is too powerful, no one can destroy them with one blow except Alan.

However, Alan has been fighting continuously for more than ten days, and only rested for one night in the middle.

Everyone is worried.

Although he was hailed as the strongest man in Trorian, such battles also dimmed his light and weakened his psychic powers.

But no one can help him.

Warriors are infected and corrupted just by being near, not to mention the giant's thunderous strikes that are out of proportion to its slow, shambling pace.

Only Alan.

His holy white sword can cut through giants with one blow, his psionic protection can block pollution and erosion, his speed is as fast as light, and the giant's attack is as harmless as a child in front of him.

But only Alan.

Even if he didn't sleep, he couldn't kill so many giants, he could only prevent them from approaching the Windy City.

A city can only be guarded by one person.

This is luck, but also misfortune.

But in this extremely deep and eternal night, everyone hopes that the shining meteor will never go out.

(End of this chapter)