the last king of darkness

Chapter 617 A New Human Kingdom
Rhodes' face pulled down all of a sudden.

1 soul wood is 10 points of divinity.

10 pieces of soul firewood equals 100 points of divinity!
And he only has 2 points!
And that's just the resources needed to activate it once.

Most importantly, looking at the description of this information, Rhodes has a vague feeling that this does not seem to be the case of giving 10 pieces of soul firewood to get a star soul.

But no matter what, he will give it a try.

To get 100 divinity as soon as possible.

Rhodes let out a breath, and turned his gaze to the soul altar.

After the Battle of the Fortress, the altar was filled with souls, including more than 5 souls of the small prison devil, 11 souls of the big prison devil, and one soul of the giant prison devil.

Unfortunately, there is no king soul among these souls.

Rhodes focused his attention on the strange spirit imprisoned in the iceberg fortress.

【Incomprehensible Spirit of Chaos】

【Unable to discern potential】

[indistinguishable intensity]

[This is an incomprehensible chaotic spirit body, the chaotic spirit thread is full of tear marks, it seems to be a part torn from a stronger spirit body, it has been away from the soul body for a long time, as long as the river of time It left traces of scour on its spirit line. 】

This is the first time Rhodes has seen such a spirit, ancient, mysterious and chaotic embodied in it at the same time.

This aroused his curiosity, and he was eager to know the origin of this spirit.

"Book, can you see something?"

The book of knowledge fell into a long silence, and it took a long time to turn the pages and make a sound.

"I don't know, I don't have any information about it in my memory, it's as clean as a goddess' bathhouse."

"Maybe, we can sacrifice it, and after the soul altar deconstructs it, it is possible to know its secret."

Rhodes hesitated for a moment, followed the advice of the Book of Knowledge, and began to sacrifice [Incomprehensible Chaos Spirit].

The air on the soul altar began to twist, and the invisible force pinched this chaotic spirit body as usual.

However, it did not disintegrate immediately like all the souls sacrificed here before, but made a weird scream.

The altar began to vibrate, and invisible hands tried to break it apart, but the spirit body remained motionless. Rhodes soon discovered that the screaming sound did not seem to come from the spirit body, but emanated from the pair of invisible hands.

"How is this going?"

Rhodes looked at all this in shock, he had never seen a soul that could not be sacrificed by the soul altar.

"wrong!"

The Book of Knowledge suddenly shouted urgently: "Master, stop quickly! The altar is about to crack!"

Rhodes hurriedly held the spirit body, and stopped the sacrifice of the soul altar in his consciousness.

This was an operation he had never done before, and he was a little flustered for a while.

The invisible power dissipated, the screaming and shaking stopped, and the spirit body lay quietly on his hands, showing a strange pale color, and the inside was still in chaos.

Rhodes looked down and saw two huge cracks on the soul altar, almost splitting the altar in half.

"What happened to the soul altar? What happened just now?"

The Book of Knowledge said in frustration: "The altar is damaged... I will spend a lot of souls to repair it."

It jumped onto Rhode's shoulder and stared carefully at the spirit body in his hand.

"Master, the strength of this spirit body far exceeds the limit of the soul altar. Its origin is older than we imagined. With the current strength of the dream, it is not enough to sacrifice it."

Rhodes was surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

"Yes Master."

The Book of Knowledge has calmed down at this moment.

"The soul altar is also limited by power. It cannot accommodate too powerful souls, and cannot sacrifice too powerful spirit bodies. We have encountered similar things before."

Having said that, Rhodes remembered.

A long time ago, after he defeated an invasion, the souls of the invading monsters could not be stored, and could only be sacrificed forcibly, which finally caused a great disturbance and aroused obvious source feedback.

The current invasion can be said to have come on the basis of that time.

That sacrifice was Dreamland's declaration of war against the black mist.

But it was also the beginning of Rhodes' rapid growth.

Looking back now, it still feels like a dream.

Unexpectedly, a similar thing happened again now.

Rhodes had no choice but to put the spirit body back into the crystal wall. It was amazing to say that the soul altar could not sacrifice the spirit body, but it could accommodate it.

The Book of Knowledge murmured: "It may be that the body of this spirit is very powerful, but it is only a part that has been torn off. Compared with the overall energy level, it is not very high, but its potential and strength are far beyond our imagination."

Rhode suddenly said: "No wonder it is imprisoned in such a big iceberg fortress... What will its body be? Is it the real god you are talking about?"

"Absolutely!"

The Book of Knowledge gives an affirmative answer.

"It may be a more powerful and ancient ancient god, such as the Lord said by the ancient gods."

Rhodes had a sudden thought: "Could it be the supreme will?"

The book of knowledge couldn't answer this question, so I had to invite Asa over.

But Asa couldn't tell either. In his own memory, the part related to the supreme will had all dissipated. It was only from the memory of Amon and other evil thoughts that he learned the information about the supreme will and the stele of evil thoughts.

"It does not look like it, my lord."

Asa looked weird.

"The supreme will gives me the feeling of being distant, vague, untouchable greatness, untouchable majesty, and incomprehensible terror. Although this spirit body is also incomprehensible, there is a big difference between them."

Rhodes sighed: "Well, it seems that the origin of the dream can only be determined after it becomes stronger and sacrificed."

This matter has been temporarily put down. He has too many things to do now. Finding the origin of a chaotic spirit body is not the highest priority.

Although this spirit body is very strong, there are too many unknown and powerful beings in this world shrouded in black mist.

Afterwards, Rhodes sacrificed the souls of all the prison demons.

This sacrifice went very smoothly without any obstacles. The souls of more than 5 little prison demons sacrificed a total of about 50 billion souls, about 50 spirits, and a certain amount of soul traits and soul residues.

The 11 big prison demons sacrificed about 22 billion souls and 22 souls.

Rhodes was surprised by the giant prison devil's harvest.

It sacrificed 90 billion souls, 90 souls, 10 copies of nightmare fuel, a large number of soul trait blocks and soul residues, and a special item called "Hell Spirit".

"Spirit of Hell": Display all seals or barriers in the nearby area.

Rhodes was taken aback.

The giant prison devil is nothing more than an "extremely great soul", and he has contributed to the level of a king's soul.

He never thought about such a rich harvest.

It seems that the giant prison devil is also extremely powerful in soul, far surpassing monsters of the same level, but it cannot be promoted to the king level without a source of strength.

No wonder it was so strong, it took two spirit blows to break through.

Rhodes smiled unconsciously as he looked at the resources stored in the obelisk.

The gloomy mood due to the depletion of divinity suddenly improved a lot.

This time, there is no need to worry about the soul needed to restore the dream.

"Book, where are we going next?"

The book of knowledge flipped the pages: "Leave the ice prison quickly, the disturbance we caused here is too great, and it will not diminish, it will only grow bigger and bigger. It is too dangerous for the dream to stay here. Things will be troublesome for the first few old or real ancient gods."

Rhodes frowned: "What is the old days at the beginning?"

"The oldest, the masters of the old days who control the root source, are the most terrifying and powerful of all the old days. They are comparable to gods and surpassed gods. In that distant era, they once dominated the entire world, so they Called the Lord of the Old."

The Book of Knowledge paused for a moment, then said again.

"However, they have no ability to resist the black mist, and they decay and fall very fast. In a short period of time, the old masters have all disappeared."

Asa suddenly interrupted and said: "Master, as far as I know, the older and more powerful the old masters, the faster they will degenerate. They were completely corroded and corrupted by the black mist in almost a short period of time, and those young The old masters of the past are usually corrupted through strong resistance and self-mutilation, and most of the final monsters are far weaker than before. Therefore, the gap between the old masters is very large, and those ancient old days are the real ones. The old days in full form."

Rhodes asked in surprise: "Why is this happening? Can't the source and spiritual energy they control help them resist the black mist?"

Asa sneered.

"I don't know about that. This memory comes from Amon. They seem to have conspired to lure the oldest old master to attack Trorian and cause disaster, but it seems that they gave up this plan because of the master's appearance. "

Rhodes scratched his head and asked again: "Could the supreme will be the old days of the beginning?"

"Maybe it's possible."

Asa replied casually.

"Perhaps the original black mist was born because of them, and there may be some kind of secret about the world hidden in the original old days, but I still have that point of view, find the supreme will, kill him, usurp his power, Take away his authority, and the master will definitely be able to end everything and become the supreme master."

Rhodes nodded, keeping Asa's words in mind as a possibility.

Maybe in the future we can find common ground with the Book of Knowledge and the Prophecy of the Source.

Asa bowed respectfully and said: "May you come to the world as soon as possible, and your loyal servant will guard your sewer."

Rhodes glanced at him speechlessly, and the latter returned to the foot of the obelisk and lay down contentedly. He still had some remnants and essences of evil thoughts that had not been digested. Stablize.

"Well... we'll talk about things later, this guy is always useful now."

The Book of Knowledge was unwilling to mention this filthy guy, and directly changed the topic.

"Master, let's turn around quickly. The area closest to us is the Devil's Wilderness, and that's our next stop."

Demon Wilderness?

Another area I've never heard of.

The high-level spiritual world is so vast, there are too many areas that have not been visited.

"Book."

Rhodes asked.

"When will we start purifying the high-level spiritual world?"

"After recovering all the fragments." The Book of Knowledge replied: "After the complete dream returns, our battle against the spirit world will begin."

Just looking at the weird and decaying city, you can tell that this is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time.

Rhodes nodded, glanced at the obelisk, and the number on it was refreshed again:

Soul strength: 10117 million

Soul Stars: 15
Humanity: 1425 million

Divinity: 2
Spiritless Souls: 162 billion

Inside the stele: 1 strong sources, 3 sources
Soul Altar: [Soul of the King of Light] [Incomprehensible Chaos Spirit] [Soul of the Styx Banshee]

Spirituality: 331 million

Source energy: 63
Storage: 1431 million pieces of soul residue, 1 flowers of humanity, 6133 pieces of various soul traits, 112 pieces of nightmare materials, 1 piece of Aphotic Shield, 1 piece of Hell Spirit, etc.

Special Items: 7 Guardians of Darkness, 1 Chaos Stone

Source Matter: Darkness of the Abyss, Air of the Abyss, Shards of the Abyss

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Not bad.

There are another 162 billion spiritless souls, which is enough to consume the book of knowledge for a while.

The spirituality has reached 331 million copies, enough for the book of knowledge, dolls and the book of the future to eat for ten lifetimes, and it is also completely enough for other places to consume.

Rhodes didn't know what to use for the extra spirituality yet, so he put it aside for the time being.

There are only 2 points of divinity left, which is in a state of extreme shortage.

He must get divinity as soon as possible, which is the top priority.

Whether it is to deal with the upcoming invasion, the possible dangers in the spirit world, or to ignite the stars, activate the star soul, and create powerful dream creations, all of them require divinity.

Without divinity, he cannot move an inch.

Rhodes clenched his fists.

I must hurry back to Trorian.

Human beings are my greatest backing and the basis for the existence of dreams.

At this moment, Rhodes realized this very deeply.

No matter what the dream is, it must be inextricably related to human beings.

I must become stronger, so that this warmth will last forever in this cold world.

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Deep in the dark world.

Trorian's expedition team successfully crossed the ancient city, the wall of black mist dissipated, the blank area no longer existed, and the special monsters had dispersed.

It has returned to normal here, and the black mist covers the Jianfeng Mountains evenly, without a trace of abnormality.

But Liszt was disappointed to find that they did not find the influence of the holy flame behind the wall of black mist.

And this place is already 3800 thousand yards away from Trorian King City, which is considered to be extremely deep in the black mist, and if it goes deeper, it is obviously not suitable for human habitation.

Could it be that the Fire King City named Saint Rael does not exist?

Baijiao, Aurora Research Group and Adam Yarel are not here?
Long-term experience tells Liszt that they cannot draw conclusions so quickly, and they need to look further.

However, there was inevitably a sense of disappointment in the expedition team. In order to boost morale, Liszt led them to take down the tower of the evil ancient god once again.

With the previous experience, this operation went very smoothly. The legion leader skillfully took away all the valuable things in the tower, and told them about the last experience by the way.

Everyone was fascinated by that weird and strange process, with exclamations and gasps one after another.

The gray-haired Pebella sighed softly: "It's hard to believe that this little guy who became a fire bearer more than a year ago is now so powerful."

The red queen in a big red robe raised her eyebrows: "Isn't Misha the same?"

"No, no, he's different, well, Misha is very different too, but theirs are different, they're different."

Geraba laughed, "Bella, are you talking tongue twisters?"

Pebella blinked lightly, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes clearly emerged, but her demeanor looked like a girl's.

"My mouth is benzene, but you understand what I mean, little Rhodes is different, and his difference is also extremely special among the differences of other novas."

Geraba smiled and said: "Maybe, but they are human beings after all, they are our comrades, they are still young, like the back waves in layers of waves, and we are the front waves... I can already feel the waves coming from the back waves." They are much stronger than us! This is a good thing, it proves that Trorian is getting stronger and our future is getting brighter."

The Red Queen sighed: "Yeah, I have a hunch that the number of lawmakers in the royal city will increase rapidly, maybe just like what Rovia said, all the geniuses in human history will explode at this time. Germany may not even be the strongest, the era of us old guys is about to pass."

Geraba glanced at her pretty face, her neck as white as a swan, and finally fixed her gaze on the huge and towering position.

"Red Empress, I remember you are also very young, at least 20 years younger than me."

The Red Queen snorted:
"But we are all old people at the same time, and soon the younger generations will catch up and put us under."

Geraba rubbed his chin.

"Well, I'm suddenly a little unwilling after you describe it like this. Unfortunately, it is difficult for me to advance to the sixteenth level of psionic power, and the source of strength is nowhere in sight. Red Queen, you seem to be able to do so, right?"

The red queen looked a little disappointed.

"The source of the stars is used up, and my psychic power has stagnated again. Olivia is so lucky, I can't step into the king level like her."

Pebella comforted: "Red, we will find the Dreadfort and get a new star source."

"hope so."

While chatting, they scraped away the tower.

After seeing the text on the top of the tower again, everyone regained their confidence in finding the new Fire King City.

After leaving the tower, Liszt and the three sons of fire led the team to continue to the southwest.

The road after that belonged to "opening up wasteland", and the speed slowed down, but this time the team configuration was extremely luxurious, and the speed of "opening up wasteland" was much faster than before.

They crossed swamps, mountains, hills, and plains, and passed through deserts, Gobi, and mountains. Under the strength of the three sons of fire, nothing could stop them.

In this way, they traveled another 600 yards to the southwest, and consumed most of the materials they carried, which was close to the critical value.

They are going back.

But still no trace of Fire King City was found.

Liszt suggested to go back, but Geraba insisted on going a little further.

Pebella and the Red Queen agreed with his opinion, and Liszt could only obey.

They didn't have much hope at first, until they turned over a mountain range.

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Trorian.

Eastern Fortress.

Testing of the Spirit Veil continues.

Horus, Dalin, and the bald master were so immersed in this great work that they almost forgot the time.

Just then, an order from the king reached them.

"Let Rhodes return to the royal city, ready to support the traveling team?"

Horus and the bald master almost jumped up.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"During such a critical period, how can Rhodes leave?"

Dalin took a puff of his cigarette, and calmly spoke out the content of the order.

"They found traces of Saint Rael, the city of the King of Fire."

(End of this chapter)