the last king of darkness

Chapter 343 I Believe Too

This process is much simpler than originally imagined.

After verifying the report and reviewing Rhodes' achievements, the messengers directly announced that he had been promoted successfully.

The bishop of the Church of Heroes who had lied to him with the "world malice theory" jumped out of the air, slapped him on the shoulder, gave him an aura, and the matter was completed.

The only thing Rhodes felt different was that the flame logo on his collar became more vivid.

The bishop said with a smile: "It really is you. From the first time I saw you, I thought you had great potential. Sure enough, after returning from a mission, you will become a regular employee."

Rhodes was a little unbelievable: "Is this finished? I am now a third-level combatant?"

"Correct."

"A full member of the palace? No longer a reserve?"

"Correct."

"But I don't seem to feel anything..."

The bishop smiled gently: "Little Rhodes, the third-level combatants are the bottom of the high-level combatants, and they are the threshold for the strong. They can only be regarded as supplementary forces in our main battle sequence. Being a regular member is a very common thing, although you are a very rare genius, but the hall is big and the world is bigger, you have to get used to it."

Rhodes hesitated to speak.

To be honest, he seldom feels the treatment that the world revolves around him. When he first started, his talent was very poor, and his growth was not very fast.

This also caused him to rarely deal with those geniuses who were extremely dazzling from birth. It was only a few leaps in the middle that made his strength leap forward, and finally allowed him to make these achievements and stand in the Palace of Fire.

The bishop seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "I can feel the pride in your heart, you have some kind of strong support, geniuses are like this, belief is the driving force that supports us to go on, but, my Children, you have to remember that the real victory is not how many monsters are killed, but to inspire the fighting spirit in our hearts."

The bishop smiled faintly and bowed slightly.

"May the human hero Trorian always protect your future path."

The flames spread across his body, and he was like a paper doll, dissipating into the air after being burned.

Ok.

Rhodes glanced at his hands.

Finally stepping into the realm of high-level combatants, full-time members of the temple... what's the difference?

Soon, an envoy answered his doubts.

He handed Rhodes a brand new robe and a badge of sword and flame with both hands.

"Your Excellency Rhodes, this is your palace robe and badge. From now on, you are a member of the outer hall of the palace. As an independent combat unit, you are qualified to actively apply for combat, undertake long-term missions of the palace, or send your Comrades brought into the palace, they will enjoy the treatment of your followers."

"Your weekly salary is [-] silver ropes and [-] combat supplies."

Another messenger also handed him a badge and a shirt.

"This is the jersey and badge of your third-level combatant. From now on, you have officially entered the ranks of high-level combatants. You are the starlight, the moonlight, and a ray of flame in the sea of ​​fire. Illuminate the confused road ahead and prop up the living space."

"Your basic weekly salary is [-] silver ropes, and [-] combat or training materials."

Rhodes was a little confused: "How much is my total weekly salary?"

The messenger took out a psionic working crystal.

"Let me check."

"Your current weekly salary totals 5 silver ropes, 1000 two hundred supplies, and your total deposit is 300 million silver ropes."

Wow, before I knew it, I was so rich?

Rhodes smiled happily, and decided to find an opportunity to go to Wangcheng to do some shopping in the future.

Of course, before that, he first had to make a big purchase in the palace.

Rhodes has been waiting for a long time.

When he came to the material hall, Rhodes saw the weapon he had wanted for a long time at a glance.

The trident of the deep sea stalker.

It is dark blue, with water-stained patterns on the surface, an extremely long handle, and a strange spiritual light shining on the body of the halberd.

"I want this!"

The envoys in the hall saw the flame symbol that seemed to be burning on Rhode's collar and the multiple badges on his chest. They didn't dare to neglect, and hurried all the way over, bowed and said: "Your Excellency, this is a relic-level Spiritual equipment that can strengthen the attack power of all long-range spiritual energy missiles."

"The advantage is that it consumes less spiritual energy, and the strengthening range is relatively high. The disadvantage is that it may cause the missile to lose control, and it must be worn before it can be used."

Rhodes nodded.

"Spiritual energy missile" is a general term for a type of psychic energy condensate. Although the types are different and the power is different, the basic principle is the same. They all use the condensed psychic energy to create explosive damage to attack the enemy.

Star Shuttle is also one of them.

The trident can strengthen the power of "spiritual missiles", which is just right for Rhodes.

The messenger said respectfully: "Please note, Your Excellency, it is not a weapon, but a piece of equipment. You need to carry it on your back at all times to be effective."

Rhode nodded: "I know."

"Okay, this is a piece of relic-level equipment, second only to the unique level. It is worth fifteen hall badges."

"Give."

Rhodes readily handed out fifteen badges.

The envoy's pupils trembled, and he respectfully accepted the badge. After a simple verification, he opened the sealing crystal and took out the trident of the deep sea diver.

"Please leave a soul imprint."

According to what he said, Rhodes held the handle of the halberd, and with a thought, spiritual energy gathered on the palm of his hand, leaving a brand that belonged to him alone.

In the dark feeling, the spirit seemed to resonate with the trident, and a strange force enveloped the whole body.

"Then, please use it carefully, and I wish you a bright future."

Rhodes didn't reply, because at the moment of resonance, the book of knowledge suddenly spoke in his mind.

It sends a message.

"What did you get?"

Rhodes was slightly surprised, and replied; "A piece of relic-grade equipment, said to come from the ruins of Sigles, and was repaired by the Engineering Research Institute."

"I felt some incomplete source power on it, which used to be a weapon of source."

"The weapon of the source?"

"It is the weapons that have mastered the power of the source. They are usually extremely powerful, and they are the embryonic form of divine weapons."

"Uh, is it so strong? Can it be repaired?"

"Hmm... I don't know, you need to find new dream fragments, and the Thunder Forging Table may be able to repair it."

"Do you have any eyebrows?"

"Tracking the trace, we are about to face a powerful enemy... Well, your psychic power has reached level nine?"

"Correct."

The Book of Knowledge looked very happy.

"Very good, but not enough. You should quickly use the existing resources of human beings to become stronger. Of course, since you can't reveal the existence of dreams, this is somewhat difficult, but for the wisdom of a great dream master , this should be a trivial matter."

Rhodes frowned and said, "What do you want to do?"

The Book of Knowledge said: "I feel that there are many spiritual equipments in this hall, you take them all, your divinity is too little, we are very lacking in power now."

"...I don't have that much power."

The Book of Knowledge wrote in dissatisfaction: "Take as much as you can!"

Rhodes' face was full of sadness. He still had 57 and a half badges left. He originally planned to exchange them for something else, but it seems that he can't do it now.

He picked and selected for a long time, and exchanged for three more pieces of equipment.

Oath armor.

Relic-level equipment, very strong, has strong defense, has strong resistance to various pollutions, and has an increasing effect on spiritual defense.

Executor's Gloves.

Rare equipment that can increase the speed at which psionic energy gathers at the fingertips.

Bone Boots.

Rare equipment that can increase the user's speed.

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One lap down, just used up all the remaining badges.

The warm hall badge was used up before it was left in hand for half a day.

But after putting on the equipment, Rhodes immediately felt brand-new, and the original feeling of melancholy disappeared all of a sudden.

He felt that he was stronger than ever before, his blood was boiling in his chest, and powerful spiritual energy was rushing in his veins, making him wish he could rush to the battlefield and kill monsters immediately.

Of course, not yet, but there is also a special training ground in the hall.

It is at the bottom, very high-end, with various psionic defense fields and psionic instruments.

Rhodes sweated a lot in it.

Whether it's speed, strength, power, or persistence, he has risen to a higher level.

Especially the power of Star Shuttle, fully charged in ten seconds, the Star Shuttle shattered the psionic protection of the training ground, and the psionic generator was overloaded and burned.

Rhodes smiled happily.

After passing the ninth level of psychic power, his strength has been improved in all aspects. Coupled with the blessing of equipment, he is now different from before.

But the Book of Knowledge was a disappointment.

"These equipment have no potential, let's make do with it."

"Also, there are too few souls, not enough to repair the dream!"

The defenders of the training ground were also very angry and fined Rhodes tens of thousands of silver ropes.

"You guys, how many times have you said tap tap, no one listened!"

Rhodes laughed, took out a hundred thousand silver ropes and slapped him on the face.

The defender immediately bowed and smiled flatteringly, "Master, please use your strength!"

And just when Rhodes was sweating profusely.

The upper floor of the hall.

Combat Command Room.

The first defense chief Lin looked at the report in front of him solemnly.

Although the crisis in the Trident River area was lifted, a large number of soldiers returned to the front line, greatly reducing the pressure everywhere.

But there is another problem that is more daunting than those——

The doomsday cultists are showing signs of resurgence again.

This is also what Dalin has always found difficult to understand.

Every time they wiped out the Cultists of Doom, they would rise again.

This seems to have become a spiral, a reincarnation.

Just like now, the Doom Cultists had disappeared, and only a small remnant remained.

But in an instant, they became active again, not only infiltrating the front line of the battle, but even targeting Alan.

what is this?
Dalin thought for a long time, and finally decided.

This is due to the fact that the Grand Leader of the Polluter Cult has not been eliminated.

The source of pollution has not disappeared, and pollution will naturally continue.

That's right.

It must be so.

Dalin clenched his fists.

We must completely wipe out the Polluter sect, as well as their leader Asa!
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Empire.

Uptown.

Castle of the Internal Tribunal.

On the majestic and majestic main hall, under the four gleaming golden characters "just verdict", the traces of the words "judgment of heresy" are still clearly visible.

It's not that the master builder didn't want to remove these traces, but this castle was built by ancient giants, using some kind of powerful psionic technique, it couldn't be destroyed, and it couldn't even be modified.

In the hall, the chief judge, Lucian, three chief judges, and dozens of chief judges sat together.

Guardian Churchill, First Commander Hermann sat on the other side.

"...In short, the matter is like this. We hope that the ruling will investigate this matter with the highest emergency state, and further clean up the doomsday sect hidden deep in the sewer, dig out the leader of the polluter, Asa, and destroy the book of destiny .”

Herman sat down and finished his speech.

The complexions of many chief judges are not very good-looking.

During the war, the pressure on the Internal Affairs Tribunal was already very high, and the supervision of logistics consumed a lot of their energy.

They believe that it is the relatively empty interior that makes the activities of the doomsday believers show signs of resurgence. The turbulent environment is their favorite. Whenever this time, they will spread rumors of anxiety and fear everywhere, trying to transform more doomsday Cultists, and then use their evil means to gain power.

Every adjudicator is under enormous pressure during this period.

In order to avoid the continuous blows from the Internal Affairs Tribunal, the core members of the Polluter Sect have entered the deepest part of the sewer.

There are countless terrifying pollutions hidden there, and monsters that have undergone countless distortions in those pollutions.

It is very difficult to track down the doomsday cultists in this environment.

And according to Herman and Churchell, the Doom Cultists have turned their evil calculations on their strongest fighters.

According to this standard, they have another case of the highest level.

The chief adjudicator, Laisha Lanyue, said dissatisfiedly: "You have said so much, and the core basis is the intuition of a reserve member?"

Heman said indifferently: "He is not only a reserve member of the palace, but also a hero of Trorian, the defender of Fanxing Town, the pioneer, the alternate elder, and the captain of the King's Hand."

Churchill exclaimed: "The important thing is the black jerk!"

Laisha Lanyue said coldly: "No matter what it is, it's just an illusory intuition!"

A syllable came out of Churchill's nose heavily: "Old fat woman, do you look down on our intuition?"

Laisha was furious in an instant. If Lucian, the head of the ruling, hadn't intervened to stop him, she would have jumped over to beat up this reckless man who couldn't spit ivory out of his dog's mouth.

After a moment of silence, another chief adjudicator, Black Bear, asked, "Your Excellency Churchill, Your Excellency Herman, do you have any other evidence?"

Facing the old black bear, Churchel's attitude restrained a bit, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency Black Bear, if you follow your latest substantial physical evidence, then I don't have it. My evidence is all inference, feeling, and intuition."

The chief adjudicator, Mipoll, frowned and said, "Are you just relying on these perceptions, are you going to use the highest emergency plan?"

Churchill looked around, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"I am very clear about the reasons for your changes, and I agree with the king's intention to build a homeland without terror and suppression, but you must know that the Doomsday Sect will not leave such traces, and Rhodes will not just rely on an illusory illusion. Instead of using the safest solution."

"At that time, we were facing a crisis of life and death. Our success or failure was not only our own life, but also the safety of the entire region. Would he use this kind of thing as a joke?"

The judges were silent, only the chief judge Lucian nodded slightly.

"But."

A presiding judge raised another dissenting opinion.

"Although he has accomplished an incredible feat by means of certain methods, he is still a newcomer after all, and has not passed the precipitation and true test of time. We believe in Lord Meredith's intuition, Iyeta's intuition, and yours. Intuition, but his intuition...do you believe it? Your Excellency Churchill."

"letter."

Churchill said briefly, picked up the sledgehammer, and stood up.

"Whether you believe it or not, I do."

In the deathly silence, the old chief adjudicator, Lucian, also spoke.

"I believe it too."

(End of this chapter)