The Last Dark King

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Deep in the sewers.

The Defiler Sect, whose hidden lairs were destroyed in large numbers, had to move deeper.

The dangerous environment and terrifying monsters caused them to suffer greater losses.

What's more serious is the blow to faith. The Polluter Sect has always preached that fire is evil, black mist is friendly, monsters are not as scary as the royal city says, the truth of the world is blocked by the royal city, and the black mist is deep outside the royal city. It's a paradise.

But the monsters deep in the sewers are so mutated, deformed, and twisted that they are like the untouchable horrors in the deepest nightmares. No matter how devout a doomsday believer is, it is difficult to believe that such monsters can be friendly, and it is even harder to accept them. It will become something like this in the future.

No matter how strict the religious laws are, there is no way to prevent the believers from escaping.

When the Grand Hierarch found a hiding place, there were less than a hundred people left in the already small team.

"Master Cult Leader."

In the dirty, damp, sticky, muddy cave filled with a disgusting smell, the only two doomsday bishops looked at the black shadow above with pleading eyes.

"I, what should we do next?"

The black shadow gently flipped the book in his hand and said calmly.

"Don't worry, the fire of hypocrisy will be extinguished. It is an indisputable fact that the black mist rules the earth. We only need to lurk here for a while, the cruel royal city will collapse, the arrogant ruler will fall, and the brainwashed fire holders will They will pay the price for their stupidity."

The doomsday bishops looked at each other and one of them said carefully: "Master leader, we don't have many people left. Most of the strongholds have been destroyed. The hidden secrets have either been dug out or lost contact. There are many hidden lines. Uprooted, years of accumulation destroyed... Although our faith remains unshakable, the believers do not have such a firm mind."

Another person also said: "Master, please give us the confidence to win."

The shadow opened its mouth, and a hoarse and distorted voice echoed in the empty cave.

"Apudo, Kelege, you have become bolder."

The two doomsday bishops instantly fell to their knees, regardless of the dirty mud splashing all over them.

"Master Cult Leader, I, we don't..."

"alright."

The shadow stood up.

"Since you brought it up, let me show you how this last Kingdom of Fire gradually collapsed and destroyed in front of the boundless black mist."

With a crash, the big book in his hand flipped without wind, and lines of blood-red text appeared on the pages.

"...Ah, although the reason is unknown, in this surviving human kingdom, the strongest warrior has reached the edge of his limit. The five-month battle has brought the fatigue accumulated in his soul to a considerable level. To a deep level, the pollution quietly penetrated into the inner layer along the cracks in his soul, and no one noticed it, because he had experienced harder and longer battles in the past. The pressure Trolian faced was too great, and people I can't help but have a fluke mentality - maybe he hasn't reached his limit yet?"

"But this time is different. No matter how hard the steel is, it will break under prolonged use. His fall heralds the beginning of the demise of this human country. Horrible disasters will happen one after another, dragging behind the Age of Fire for thousands of years. The ruts will eventually disappear without a trace under the swallowing of the black mist, and the eternal era of deep darkness is about to begin."

The paper was turned quickly, and with a snap, the pages closed, leaving only the black outer cover.

The two bishops raised their heads, their eyes once again showing ecstasy.

"Master Cult Leader, we know what to do next!"

The black shadow said calmly: "Very good, remember, strengthen your belief, and next time, you will all become its nourishment."

The two doomsday bishops felt their backs soaked for a moment. Cold sweat trickled down from their foreheads and fell into their clothes. The chill they brought made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

With a bang, their foreheads hit the ground hard, and mud splashed everywhere.

"Yes! Master the leader!"

"Go, the Polluter Sect will continue to thrive. A temporary setback cannot destroy us. When we grow stronger again, you will all become the superiors in the dark age."

The two bishops bowed their waists and walked out covered in mud, and the cave fell into absolute silence again.

On the stone seat, the black shadow suddenly opened its mouth.

"Oh, the Adventist Sect..."

"The son of destiny... let me give you a meeting gift first. I hope you like it, hehehe."

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Trident River Region.

Lighthouse No. 20.

Due to the change in strategy, the soldiers in the palace seemed listless and lifeless. No matter how much the two commanders tried to encourage morale, it was useless.

For them, in any battle, they should be the main force, at least the combat force capable of participating in key battles. Unexpectedly, they were excluded here.

This meant that everything they had done before made little sense.

Everyone is glum.

Except Rhodes.

He was still full of energy as usual, fighting everywhere and hunting monsters.

The same was true for his Black Legion, which made the two commanders overjoyed. They thought that Rhodes had an outstanding mentality and was neither arrogant nor impetuous. They sent a message to Guardian Churchill, asking him to call on other palace warriors to learn from this child of another family. .

Of course, that's not actually the case.

Rhodes was actually very sorry. He originally wanted to take a good rest for a few days, but as soon as he woke up, the Book of Knowledge started making noise in his mind.

"Not enough souls!"

When Rhodes saw these words, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He immediately turned his attention to the Soul Altar and was shocked to find that there was a large area of ​​​​empty space in the crystal wall on the altar.

There's not much left but two great souls.

Isn't it?

I killed so many king ants, big king ants, so many powerful, very powerful souls?

Rhodes was so angry that he jumped into the dreamland, grabbed the book of knowledge, and asked: "What on earth is going on? Your soul has been eaten by you?"

The Book of Knowledge wrote in quick and scrawled handwriting: "Are you out of your mind? I don't have stars, I don't have an altar, and I'm not a monster. How can I eat souls?"

Rhodes said angrily: "What about souls? Where are all my souls?"

"It's for repair!"

Rhodes had already seen the light platform in front of him. The long silver platform was covered with a faint layer of fog. The light in the huge silver sphere was restrained, and the rectangular array formed by the ring-shaped silver ritual rails was raised. it.

Compared with before, it was like a thatched house meeting a big palace.

The change was indeed great, but the price was even greater. Rhodes was originally reserved for lighting the eighth star.

"Why does it take so many souls to fix it?"

The Book of Knowledge wrote impatiently: "This is only a preliminary restoration. A more complete restoration requires finding the dream fragments. The Light Platform is one of the core buildings of the entire dream. It has more uses than you can imagine... The restoration is still If it’s not finished, don’t interfere with me anymore.”

Rhodes let go of the Book of Knowledge angrily, and it immediately jumped back to the Light Platform, blending in with its light.

"How many more soul repairs are needed?"

"Three to five very powerful souls, maybe 600,000 souls."

Rhodes was shocked and quickly turned his attention to the obelisk.

Sure enough, there was not much soul left in the monument.

Rhodes was almost angry.

This is close to 30 million souls!

He had been killing for so long, using all kinds of methods, killing demonized ants everywhere, to get so many souls.

He actually spent all the money on him!

Grass!

If after repairing it, you don't have any skills that make me shine, you'll be finished, broken book!

Rhodes left the dream angrily, and the Book of Knowledge did not forget to remind him.

"Hurry up!"

"The soul is gone!"

Rhodes held his breath and joined the hunting army again.

But I don’t know why, but the pressure now is much less than before. The large groups of demonized ants are no longer visible, only the occasional scattered ones are scattered out, and they are quickly destroyed by them.

If you don't act quickly, you won't be able to grab it.

The pressure on lighthouses everywhere dropped sharply, but the two commanders were filled with dark clouds.

"The Insect Queen's promotion is imminent and she is gathering strength."

For those with keen senses, the air becomes uneasy, and the powerful spiritual energy is suppressed, giving people a feeling of a storm and impending disaster.

Everyone became nervous and stared at the central area. A specialized projectionist came to take away the Beacon of the Sky. As soon as the Queen of Insects was promoted, he would immediately put the beacon on the Queen of Worms to guide Alan. space journey.

In this case, not many people are engaged in the daily battle.

Except Rhodes.

The Book of Knowledge kept urging him and annoyed him.

At this time, there were quite a few invading demonized ants, and the king ants were even rarer. It was very difficult to obtain a very powerful soul, and they were not allowed to enter the central area.

It was not that Rhodes had complete psychic vision and psychic ability to detect enemies, he would not be able to find many monsters at all.

But Rhodes' behavior also attracted the commander's attention.

If there was some praise before, now I am a little wary.

"Rhode, you don't need to participate in these daily battles, soldiers can complete them."

First Commander Herman looked at him seriously.

"Don't try to sneak into the central area. This is against strategic instructions and will be sent to the war tribunal."

Tyrion, the third-level commander, also advised: "I know you are unwilling, but you are still very weak now. Calm down, learn from the experience, and become stronger as soon as possible. That is the right way."

Rhodes said dissatisfiedly: "I understand the truth, but wasn't it you who caused this? Why should I continue to fight if it wasn't you who bit my ass?"

Tyrion was confused: "When did I pop your melon?"

Just as Rhodes was about to explain, a chill suddenly came over his soul, and the Book of Knowledge immediately appeared in his mind.

"What are you doing? I have told you many times not to reveal the existence of dreams to other intelligent beings! It will lead to unforeseen consequences!"

Rhodes frowned, isn't this okay?

At most, half of the edge has been wiped off. What on earth is this dream?

Herman said seriously: "In short, I won't allow you to leave the lighthouse. The soldiers are fully capable of the current battle. When the invasion of the spirit world arrives and the insect queen advances, Alan will cross the border and kill them. Just appreciate the heroic appearance of Trollian's strongest warrior, your mission is over!"

Rhodes was very dissatisfied, but he knew that he could not oppose the authority of the first commander. He was the highest person in charge of the entire regional campaign, so he just complained.

"What if Alan misses? Wouldn't it be better for me to help?"

As soon as these words came out, both Herman and Tyrion showed strange smiles, the kind of tolerant smiles that adults use when they look at children and say that they want to save the world.

Tyrion suppressed his laughter and said, "Little Rod, if you grow up for another ten years, you should have the opportunity to do this."

Herman patted his shoulder and said harmoniously: "Don't worry, Alan never misses. This is Trolian's undefeated God of War... Have a good rest, you are too tired."

Rhodes knew it was useless to say anything, so he could only turn around and leave.

But at this time, the Book of Knowledge appeared again.

"One more powerful soul is needed!"

Rhodes frowned and said, "I can't get out!"

"What can't get out? I don't care, you must find a soul as soon as possible! The repair has reached the final moment, and failure must not be allowed."

The Book of Knowledge started to make noise again. Rhodes only felt that two heads and three heads were big. He never expected that the Platform of Light would be so cheating. So many souls were not enough.

But going out now would be a violation of military orders, so Rhodes hesitated.

At this moment, a support staff suddenly rushed up, laughing wildly and turned into a burning demon.

"Hahahaha! Son of destiny, let me kill you... ugh!"

Peng!

Rhodes inserted his right hand into his soul and pulled it casually. The whole monster fell to the ground and turned into black dust.

【Burning Soul Demon】

"Idiot, didn't anyone tell you that your soul is not protected when you transform?"

Rhodes sighed.

"Being transformed in front of an absolute visionary, it turns out that doomsday believers are guys who eat shit and destroy their brains."

The Book of Knowledge suddenly said with great joy in his mind: "Powerful soul! Well, you are worthy of being my master, come as you say!"

Rhodes scratched his head.

Is there such a good thing?

He entered the dreamland on the spot and saw the soul flying from the altar into the hut and integrating into the platform of light.

Suddenly, a burst of bright light burst out from the hut.

Then the book of knowledge flew out and landed on his face, with three words written on the entire page!

"Success!"

When the light fell, Rhodes tore off the Book of Knowledge and saw the restored Light Tower.

The pure white long table shone with strange light, the silver-white ball was suspended in the center of the long table, and the lampstands formed by mysterious patterns shone at the four corners.

Above them, there is a mysterious spherical pattern formed by the connection of starlight. A dark depth surrounds it, making it seem like a corner of the universe, a window to the boundless existence.

"What is this?" Rhodes opened his eyes wide and was shocked by its magnificence.

"This is the core of the star."

The Book of Knowledge writes proudly.

"It is an armed creation used by dreams to launch attacks on the spiritual world."

Rhodes asked: "Spirit world attack?"

"Yes! This is the weapon of the dream, a means to eliminate powerful spiritual beings. With it, we are no longer the only targets to be invaded. Only then can our actions continue, and your growth can begin quickly. On track.”

The Book of Knowledge looked very proud, with dragons and phoenixes flying on the paper.

"That's why I insisted on fixing it!"

"Quick, go try it."

Rhodes stepped forward and touched the strange starlight according to the guidance of the Book of Knowledge.

In an instant, his sight rose infinitely, and he broke out of the dream and looked at the entire spiritual world.

The fog in the City of Disorder was gray and green. Rhodes' eyes swept across the spirit world area and saw countless star-like light spots.

The information transmitted by the Light Platform let him know in an instant that these were detected targets that could be attacked.

The Book of Knowledge says: "Choose one at will, just don't get too close. Dreams are mobile and will not suffer backlash."

Rhodes continued to move his eyes, and suddenly, he saw a star flashing rapidly.

It seems quite far away.

The Light Tower sensed his will, and the star core guided his sight, like waving a spear in the starry sky.

The monster's message came to his mind.

"Disordered Grotesque Demon!"

good!

that's it!

Rhodes waved the tentacles of his will and clearly saw a particle of light flying through the air, passing through the vast spiritual world, breaking through the barriers of space, and hitting the twinkling star point.

Divinity -10

[The soul of the grotesque demon of disorder]