the last king of darkness

Chapter 335 Uneasy
The illusory subjective feeling of "intuition" is not something that can be ignored here.

The prophets, observers, explorers of the spiritual world, etc. in the White Tower often obtain certain dangerous omens through "intuition". Iyeta, known as the strongest prophet in 100 years, relies on "intuition" to prophesy.

In addition, such intuitions are occasionally acquired by powerful fire bearers, and some scholars believe that this may be the result of some kind of spiritual disturbance accidentally resonating with the soul.

While it's not always true, it's worth noting.

The stronger, weirder, and rarer the feature, the more attention should be paid to it.

One such Tinder feature is the black rice bucket.

Its functions are countless, so weird that it doesn't look like a fire at all, and so rare that you can't find a second such fire in the entire library.

Coupled with the weird situation where the monster disappeared inexplicably, Herman somewhat believed it.

But he still didn't agree immediately, but asked the White Tower again for confirmation.

At this moment, the White Pagoda was also extremely shocked.

Many people gathered in the hall of the spirit world, looking for traces of the strange phenomenon of the spirit world.

The sudden disappearance of the spiritual energy fluctuations of the invading spirit world monsters is something that has never happened before.
Meredith, Lord of the White Tower, and Iyeta, the Great Prophet, were both present.

The high-level prophets and the observers on the top of the tower frantically explored in front of the psionic instruments.

Everyone is eager to know the reason, hoping to gain a deeper understanding of the spirit world.

Suddenly, a person had a whim: "Could it have sneaked into the material world without a sound?"

"Idiot, unless you fall into silence, it is impossible for the fluctuation of psionic energy to disappear from the sight of the big eyes."

The big eyes are miraculous creations at the top of the White Tower, which can detect the slightest spiritual energy fluctuations. They are the artifacts used by the White Tower to observe the spirit world, detect the surroundings, and alert the depths of the black mist.

In theory, the big eyes can sense the spiritual energy fluctuations at the end of the universe and beyond the stars.

Of course, in practice this is impossible.

Any existence with psionic energy will emit psionic energy fluctuations, and countless fluctuations are mixed together, like a boundless desert.

And in every grain of sand in this desert, there are countless smaller ripples intertwined.

To tell them apart, specific location data is needed.

The greater the distance, the more data is required.

But on the other hand, once locked, it cannot be easily lost.

When the disordered grotesque accelerated towards them, such a specific data was produced, making it different from other psionic fluctuations.

This is the basis for the distinction.

The White Tower noticed it immediately, and specially analyzed the data of this piece of psionic energy fluctuations, trying to "independence" it.

And when the disordered grotesque tried to pass through the space barrier, the White Tower had already positioned it completely, closely watching its every move.

At this moment, an incredible thing happened - its spiritual energy fluctuations disappeared.

Big eyes allocated even one percent of vision and did not find it again.

"...Do you think it will die?" Another person said.

"Impossible. Its psychic fluctuations did not show any abnormalities. They disappeared suddenly. It is impossible for a monster of this intensity to be killed instantly."

"Yes, if there is a battle, there will inevitably be a large-scale change in spiritual energy fluctuations."

"Maybe it fell asleep suddenly and entered a state of silence during the process of crossing the barrier of space."

"Hehehe, do you think the monster has no brain like you? Can you fall asleep during intense exercise?"

The man blushed immediately, and argued with all his strength, "Nothing is impossible! Your point of view is too narrow!"

Quarrels erupted in the hall one after another, everyone had a different point of view and tried to convince the other.

But no one succeeded.

In the center of the hall, several senior spire observers were reporting to Meredith and Iyeta.

"Your Excellency, we re-analyzed the nearby spiritual energy fluctuations, and after putting back the clutter that was originally filtered out, we discovered a strange phenomenon."

The observer at the top of the tower presented a piece of paper full of fuzzy light spots and messy lines.

"Look, there is a strange pulse of psionic energy here, the time is very short, and it disappears in a blink of an eye, as if something has exploded."

"We followed this psychic pulse and found a small psychic fluctuation. It fell from a high level at an unimaginable speed. The moment it passed through the disorderly grotesque, the latter's psychic fluctuation disappeared."

Iyeta frowned.

"What does this mean? Are you implying that this powerful spirit world monster was killed by something like dust?"

The spire observer bowed his head deeply.

"Your Excellency, I dare not say that, but this coincidence is too strange."

Iyeta's tone became severe: "You can't use coincidences to explain the problem. Whenever we have a crisis, a mysterious and powerful spiritual world will come to help us solve the crisis? This is a very dangerous idea. God's Prayer Can you not see the research of the chamber? The gods are dead, and the strange takes their place, and prayer is madness, and answer is curse."

The observer on the top of the tower hastily apologized repeatedly.

This is a taboo that Trorian has exchanged for countless painful lessons.

Countless people once believed in the existence of God. Behind the vast black mist, there may be a powerful savior hidden. As long as it appears, the world will be restored to light.

But those who put their hopes in the gods only brought blood and disaster in the end.

After countless tragedies recurred, people finally gave up. Trorian strictly forbids praying to objects other than fire, controls all prayers or spreading of psychic rituals, and lists the corresponding items as taboos.

And because of the special nature of the White Tower, this kind of thinking is strictly guarded against.

Once suspected, they will be driven out of the White Tower at least, and locked in a dungeon at worst.

Meredith, the Lord of the White Tower, patted the trembling shoulders of the observers on the top of the tower lightly, and said softly: "Don't be so sensitive, Iyeta, maybe it's just some unknown phenomenon in the spiritual world. What we know about the spiritual world Still too little is known to rule out this possibility."

Iyeta was silent, he didn't agree with the teacher's words, but he didn't want to refute either.

Meredith continued: "You record it in detail as one of the samples for observing the spirit world. If a similar situation occurs in the future, you will have a reference."

The observers at the top of the tower burst into tears with gratitude, and bowed their heads deeply: "Yes, Your Excellency the Tower Master."

"That's it, everything will be back to normal."

The watcher at the top of the tower was about to turn around when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Your Excellency, the command post in the Trident River area is asking about the monsters in the spirit world. They want to know whether the central area is safe. How should I reply to them?" .”

Meredith smiled and said, "Tell them that the threat to the spirit world has been lifted, and the central area is no longer an unconventional high-risk area."

"As for the monsters in the spirit world, let's just say they are missing."

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Heman finally got an accurate reply from the White Tower, and a heart finally fell into his stomach.

"So."

He gave the order of the regional supreme commander.

"Hunting and killing the king ants according to the original plan, looking for the queen, and returning the empty mark to Rhodes."

"Notify the Windy City that the special operation has been postponed, but it has not been lifted. Your Excellency, Alan, please prepare."

The order was delivered quickly.

Heman let out a breath, and was about to say something to Rhodes, when suddenly, an orderly rushed up, roaring and turned into a burning demon.

"No, that's impossible! What have you done?"

The sudden change stunned everyone.

Only Rhodes reacted first, flew over like lightning, and directly inserted his right hand into his chest.

Bang.

As if vibrating from the void, Rhodes pinched his soul thread with five fingers.

The demon froze, looking at him with burning eyes in disbelief, but then turned ferocious again.

"Hehehe, Destined Son... Struggling is useless, your destiny cannot be changed, Alan will surely die, and Trorian will eventually..."

Bang!
Rhodes twitched his backhand and broke the soul thread.

The demon screamed and burned to ashes, and black dust flew up to cover most of the room.

A black thread went into his chest.

【Burning Devil's Soul】

"Pooh!"

Rhodes spat.

"What rubbish, who the hell is talking nonsense to you."

I felt a little proud in my heart: "My speed has increased again. If it was before, I wouldn't be so clean."

Turning around, it immediately turned into a smiling face.

"Your Excellency Commander, let's set off now? When will the road signs be delivered?"

This is a key item, and it may be possible to use Alan's east wind to touch the soul of the queen.

Suddenly, the book of knowledge started to stir in his mind again: "Hey? There seems to be a point in Star Square that can be repaired with a soul. This soul came just in time. Master, you are amazing!"

This guy.

Rhodes ignored it and only stared at Herman.

But I didn't expect that Herman ignored him the first time he came back to his senses, but hugged his head, his eyes were empty.

"Little Lark? Him? How could he be a doomsday cultist?"

Tyrion squatted on the ground, pinched the ashes, inspected them carefully, and said in a deep voice: "No, no, it is absolutely impossible for little Lark to be a doomsday cultist, and the same goes for the previous support staff. This is some kind of method, some kind of curse, Some kind of erosion!"

boom!
The wooden table was knocked down by Heman's punch. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's Asa, he must have messed it up! And that book of destiny!"

Asa seems to be the leader of the polluter sect... Rhodes asked carefully: "Are they... cursed?"

Tyrion said with a slightly sad tone: "Yes...they can't be Doomsday Cultists. Some kind of mysterious curse power completely transformed them into monsters."

Rhodes was startled: "Then I killed the wrong person?"

Tyrion shook his head slightly: "This is irreversible. Once you become a monster, you can never turn back into a human. The way we purify pollution is actually to cut off the corroded parts. The gaseous layer of the soul body can be regenerated, but Once the pollution has invaded the core layer of the soul, we cannot purify it, there is nothing we can do about it.”

"Then he can kill people at will?"

"No, this seems to have certain restrictions. It can't be used frequently, and it can't be used on humans with strong souls. They are just reserve combatants, and their spiritual power level has not reached three."

Rhodes relieved a little, but still felt very uncomfortable.

On the side, Heman forcibly controlled his emotions, and said in a deep voice: "I will report this matter to Wang Cheng, and I will definitely ask him to repay this bloody debt myself."

Tyrion looked at him slightly worried: "Herman, we..."

"I know!"

With a wave of his hand, Herman became that shrewd and capable commander again.

"Now, execute the mission! We will also accompany you."

"us?"

"Yes, the area is not under much pressure. The key battlefield is now in the central area. After killing all the king ants and insects, all problems will be solved."

"I understand."

And just like that, the hunt started again.

There are two more commanders in the team.

Tyrion's characteristic is that annoying stone cannon, which is slow and powerful. It is Rhodes' least favorite cancerous teammate.

Herman is the Starfire Sequence. He ignites seven fire seeds, and each fire seed increases his strength. He is good at the front position and always charges forward with a big knife. He can split monsters in half with one knife. Least favorite cancerous teammate.

There are also Ryan and Frank. One of their characteristics is scarlet lightning and the other is inorganic transformation, which are also very powerful.

Together with Lannister, Celie, Annabelle, and Memphis, this has formed a very powerful team.

But this time, the situation is different.

Rhode's [Star Shuttle] has reached its full state, and ten fingers can condense a star shuttle.

This is ten times the firepower.

And when ten star shuttles are fired together, a whole monster can be wiped out in one round.

The fast star shuttle can fire a round in three seconds.

A group of demonized ants were wiped out by Rhodes within ten seconds.

The monster was dead before Herman rushed up. Standing there, he was stunned. Looking back, he asked, "Is he like this before?"

Annabe quickly replied, "He used to shoot less than he does now."

Obviously, Rhode's strength has become stronger again, and the team casts surprised and envious eyes,

Rhodes was in a great mood and said with a smile, "Let's speed up the efficiency."

"Go!" Herman slapped his chest fiercely: "I haven't lost to a young man yet!"

In the next period of time, the team swept a large area with unprecedented efficiency.

Whether it was demonized ants, worker ants, king ants, or king ants, they were all killed one after another.

Either pierced, chopped into pieces, or blown to powder.

They were like a whirlwind, leaving nothing but ashes in their path.

The other temple warriors also went very smoothly, and they quickly approached the entrance of the underground world under the leadership of Churchel.

Never before has the task of killing a bug been so close to completion.

Everyone is elated that this long-lasting nightmare is finally coming to an end.

As the number of king ants rapidly decreased, the powerful spiritual power of the queen became clearer.

As long as you find the existence of the Queen of Worms and mark the Beacon of the Sky, the great Alan will come across the space and kill her.

The crisis in the Trident River region is over, and the expansion of Trorian will be on the right track again.

Human beings who have survived in this dark world will continue to march towards their great cause.

However, for some reason, the closer he got to this goal, the more uneasy Rhode felt in his heart.

(End of this chapter)