the last king of darkness

Chapter 39 Resurrection of the Spirit
There was a flash of inspiration in Iger's body, and the spiritual energy rushed out, turning into a white mist through his soul characteristics, coiling up from his hands like a snake.

He curled his lips and said, "It's really troublesome, I'm not the fire support for the main attack."

Caramon shrugged: "Me neither, I'm just a back support."

Seeing the opportunity, Rhode hurriedly said, "I'll do it."

The two glanced at him, Caramon raised his hand and patted him, and Rhodes felt a cool spiritual energy surge in his body.

"You try it."

Rhodes joyfully raised his spirit spear.

Much more turbulent spiritual energy than before rushed to the spiritual sensing device in the gun stock, and the spiritual ring composed of sunstone, soul crystal, sapphire and gold quickly absorbed the spiritual energy, pushing this powerful energy to the spiritual appearance.

When the spiritual pressure reaches a certain level, Lingrong pours spiritual energy into the real silver bullet in the gun barrel in a stagnant state, and ignites the spiritual saltpeter at the end of the bullet.

boom!
There was a deafening bang, the muzzle of the gun flashed, and the real silver bullets shot out. The psychic energy that had turned into a turbulent state dragged a dazzling white line in the air, piercing through the three black dogs in a row and killing the monster. Explosion in the group.

The black bone marrow ash mixed with real silver powder released a powerful force, blasting at least twenty black dogs into pieces.

Iger turned on his spirit vision and praised: "Level-[-] psychic fluctuations, this blow is not bad."

Raistlin yelled, "Very well! Come again! Remember to shoot well! Don't hit me!"

Rhodes watched with delight dozens of black lines flying out of the dog's carcass and sinking into his body. [Dust-like soul] swiped a small wave of screens in his eyes, and didn't even pay attention to their words.

There was a disturbance in the pack of dogs, but Raistlin flew back immediately, dashing left and right, sweeping with steel needles, smashing shields with knives, and quickly pulled back the attraction of the pack of dogs.

Rhodes raised the gun for the second time, this time Caramon didn't shoot him, and the charging time was extended from 4 seconds to 7 seconds, but the power remained unchanged.

Accompanied by a loud noise, the silver light erupted again among the dogs, and the huge power even emptied the black dogs.

More than 30 black lines flew over, and the words in the eyes continued to emerge, Rhodes was extremely happy.

This kind of price/performance ratio is completely acceptable. According to observations during the day, more than 90 [dust-like souls] can increase the strength of stars from one to four.

And the strength of four can last for about three days.

If one bullet can kill twenty, then he can save at least a thousand souls.

However, the stronger the star, the slower it rises and the faster it falls.

He can only use it sparingly until he finds a way to change the state of the blue star into a stable "eternal burning".

Rhodes fired two more shots and obtained more than 50 souls, leaving only a few scattered dogs.

Raistlin caught up and hacked to death a few times, and Egger pierced a few more with the white mist, and this large group of monsters that had just been born from the black mist were wiped out.

When Raistlin walked back, Caramon raised his hand and waved a blue water light to envelop him. He patted his shoulder and restored some spiritual energy for him, making him close his mouth that was about to open.

"Let's go." Raistlin sighed resignedly, "Who told me that my soul characteristic is a counterattack barrier?"

Rhodes asked curiously: "What is the counterattack barrier?"

Before Raistlin could speak, Caramon said, "Beating."

Raistlin was upset, but hard to argue with.

Iger introduced in a more professional tone:
"His soul characteristics can greatly reduce the damage he receives, and can store the power of the damage. When it accumulates to a certain level, it can be stimulated and turned into a steel needle to reflect back. Therefore, he is a natural born warrior. It is suitable for charging at the forefront and fighting monsters in close quarters."

Raistlin looked better, and added:
"However, my soul characteristics are not fully developed. So far, I only have three firecrackers. As a result, my back defense ability far exceeds my front. Therefore, during battles, I often use my back to receive threatening attacks, but the front is my weakness. "

Rhodes recalled the old blind Moore's words, and couldn't help asking: "What about the nine pieces?"

Iger smiled and said: "Then he will become a big iron man, rampaging on the battlefield, invincible. All legion chiefs will rush to ask for him, all teams will welcome him, and all guardians will invite him to their A guest on the defense zone."

Caramon said leisurely: "Not only that, he will live in a big house in the upper city, he will have a dedicated medical team to serve him, and a dedicated psychiatrist to deal with all his troubles. Many girls regard him as a hero. There will be countless favors, and the bed will never lack the other half."

Raistlin smiled and said, "Don't talk about it, just save your dreams for sleep."

All four laughed.

Caramon patted Rhodes on the shoulder: "Spiritual fire is better, just work hard in one direction, our spark sequence is much more difficult, we can only try our best to ignite a new fire, you will know later, that's true It was a nightmare, and it was extremely difficult."

Rhodes nodded sympathetically. Ever since he lit the second star, it has only brought him endless troubles.

Although he is not a spark in the conventional sense, the situation is similar.

However, this is also because there are too many secrets in the dream that have not been clarified, and he has not yet found a way to unlock them.

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The battles encountered are extremely frequent tonight. Almost every street will encounter a large group of dark shadows, some in the shape of dogs, some in the shape of mice, and some in the shape of strange bugs. The number ranges from dozens to many. Hundreds more, wandering in the dark.

Wherever they appeared, the entire street became dark, and the spiritual lamps hanging on the residents' houses seemed to be suppressed and became extraordinarily dim.

Raistlin told him it was the Night of the Dark Moon.

On such nights, when the moonlight dims, the power of darkness rises and the power of light falls, monsters multiply and fire weakens.

This is an ominous omen, which often portends disaster.

If you are outside the royal city, you have to be very careful, but inside the royal city, under the protection of the holy fire, it is not too much of a threat.

The biggest trouble is that everyone has to work overtime to clean up the fly ash born in the black mist.

Two hours passed, and everyone was very tired. Although the intensity of the continuous fighting was not high, it was very exhausting, making them feel tired in their souls and weak in their spiritual powers.

Only Rhodes is energetic. He has fired thirty rounds of heavy guns, but he still doesn't feel tired, and his spiritual energy is endless.

Not only that, he also maintains the state of the eyes of the soul at all times, observing possible threats at any time.

All three friends were stunned by him.

Raistlin sighed: "Brother Rhodes, your stamina is really long-lasting, no wonder you became a special student when you first entered the academy."

The other two are also very envious: "The city defense corps and the investigation corps are particularly fond of long-lasting ones. You will definitely be a frequent visitor to Shangcheng District in the future. Maybe you can go in and sit in the king's district."

"I heard that spiritual energy lasts, and that aspect is also very long-lasting... Ahhhh, this is so unfair! I don't accept it!"

However, Rhodes faintly felt that this was not because of his amazing talent, but because of the blue star's [Broken Blue]'s ability [Spiritual Recovery].

This was the first time he had truly felt the power of the stars.

It turned out to be so strong.

Rhodes glanced at the more than 700 souls floating on the soul altar, and for the first time felt the confidence to live strongly.

I will definitely be able to get the "Golden Worth Star" medal, and I will definitely be able to find out the truth and get enough support.

No difficulty can beat me!
"Front!"

Rhodes saw through his powerful spiritual vision that in a square in the distance, the thick black mist seemed to have a hole and rolled down, accompanied by countless black shadows.

"There is a new threat!"

(End of this chapter)