The Last Dark King

Latest website: Because of many experiences, Rhodes put on his pants first at lightning speed to avoid being naked in front of everyone.

The next second, Annabeth and Celie rushed into the room. The moment they saw Rod, their eyes burst out with intense joy.

He is indeed not dead!

The two asked in unison: "How did you come back?"

Before Rhodes could answer, more people rushed in.

"Rod, how did you do it?"

"How many fire types do you have? There are too many functions."

"Why is your psychic cannon so powerful? Even a monster of the insect queen's level can be killed with one shot."

"And what's going on with that immortal body?"

"Why don't you use road signs?"

"besides……"

Countless questions came to mind, and everyone was eager to know how he created the miracle.

Eventually Churchill interrupted.

"Okay, stop arguing."

He turned his face and said seriously.

"Little Rod, on the way back, I listened to them tell you the whole story. I'm very happy that you can accomplish such a feat, but before explaining other issues, you have to first explain why you didn't follow the original plan. Plan to use the Sky Beacon."

Rhodes was shocked and immediately replied: "I intuitively feel that using this beacon will have immeasurable catastrophic consequences."

"Intuition" is a very subtle thing. Sometimes it makes people sneer, but sometimes it makes people believe it deeply.

But it is also the closest explanation to Rhodes' various weird behaviors. Whether it is the wisdom of [God's Sense] or the prophecy of Star Square, it can be used as an excuse.

It's a perfect cover.

Sure enough, upon hearing this explanation, everyone's expressions changed strangely.

Churchill and Herman looked at each other, and both saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

"The Beacon of the Sky" involves Alan. If there is a problem with it, it must be thoroughly investigated and the root cause must be found.

It is no small matter that the safety of a special combatant is related.

"Okay, don't talk about this matter anymore. No one of you is allowed to spread it outside."

Heman said in a deep voice.

"Rhodes, give me the beacon, and I will personally go to the king and the chief adjudicator, Lucian, to investigate this matter clearly."

Churchill nodded slightly: "Yes, but it is also possible that Alan is too tired. He has continued fighting for too long. I will ask the Round Table Hall to rearrange the battle order and let him return to the royal city for a while to recuperate and accept more support from the Church of the Soul. Treatment, clean up the pollution in your soul."

Rhodes was overjoyed, this couldn't be better.

Alan is Trollian's God of War. If something happens to him, humanity will suffer huge losses.

Sure enough, the "rice bucket"'s intuition is worthy of attention.

Ha ha.

For the first time, Rhodes didn't object to the title of "black loser" so much.

After learning this important information, Churchill and Herman left in a hurry, leaving only the young people in the room.

When faced with their inquiries, Rhodes showed no pressure and spoke freely, giving out various reasons at will.

"This is the ability of the black bastard..."

"I lit seven fires. Is there anything wrong with being special?" …

"What do you know? This is the soul ripple left by Lord Theodore!"

"Intuition, do you know what intuition is?"

…

…

After spending countless words, Rhodes finally explained all the questions.

Of course, he did not over-promote himself and specifically pointed out that those methods were not abilities that could be easily used repeatedly.

But everyone was very satisfied with this answer. What Rhodes did was far beyond the limit of a quasi-hall member.

It would be hard to believe if he could use it so easily.

No one suspected that Rhodes was lying.

In Trorian, people are very wary of lies unless they are suspected of being a doomsday cultist.

But Rhodes had already gotten rid of this suspicion, and no one thought of him as one of those lunatics anymore.

He is Trolian's most dazzling "new star" this year. The endless stream of human elites eclipse him in front of him, and only a few people can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

The growth of the new generation is the hope of mankind.

Regardless of their position, as long as they are not doomsday believers, they are extremely looking forward to the emergence of new and more powerful people in the new generation.

If there is anything that can support the people of Trorian to survive in such a desperate world, it is these new flames of hope.

Just like the ancient proverb: "Miracles are conceived in the fire of new life."

And among these dazzling flames, Rhodes was undoubtedly the one who was very dazzling.

However, he has not yet received a real test. Except for Wang and Alan, many top experts do not have much confidence in him. Too many dazzling geniuses have become invisible to everyone after entering the Palace of Fire.

Without the baptism of fighting in the palace, you will not be recognized by everyone.

Rhodes is already a hero in the minds of many people. After entering the Hall of Fire, his legend has not been interrupted. This alone is enough to make people happy.

Everyone was extremely happy.

Rhodes will continue his miracle.

And they are the witnesses of the miracle.

——

The crisis in the Trident River region has been completely resolved.

Without the queen, the demonized ants could no longer cause any trouble, and most of the ant nest was blown up. The remaining demonized ants were quickly eliminated by soldiers from various lighthouses.

Humanity once again gained dominance over the Trident River region, the internal hidden dangers of the Western Expedition were eliminated, the military and war department no longer had to worry about frontline advancement, and the center of the hinterland blossomed.

The main force that had just been assembled was immediately disbanded, and the warriors returned to the battlefield, further reducing the pressure on Trorian.

Logistics personnel and production personnel entered the Trident River area in batches and began environmental transformation work.

The Life Priests also brought the branches of the Holy White Tree to the river. Under the special secret ceremony, another small Holy White Tree grew vigorously. Its huge root system penetrated into the bottom of the river and purified the river water.

With clean water, there is a basis for survival.

Prospectors found that the soil of the Trident River was very fertile, second only to the red clay plains.

The council is already discussing building a second granary here.

As Trorian's population has exploded in recent years, the problem of food has gradually become apparent. …

Not only civilians, but also some special combatants cannot receive adequate supplies.

The Council has long considered establishing a new food production point, but in such a harsh environment, it is not easy to establish a stable food production point.

——In addition to the absolute purification of pollution, it also requires a stable water source, the protection of holy white trees, fertile land, and a safe environment without threats.

Fanxing Town can only be counted as half, and the Trident River area can be counted as the second.

Before the large-scale renovation and new construction work was carried out, the warriors of the palace had returned to the Palace of Fire with glory.

The palace held a brief but grand welcome dinner for them. In the warm and pleasant environment of the orange-lit fireplace area, Moonlight Olivia, one of the top members, personally cooked soul soup for them.

When this delicious and thick soup enters the mouth, all the fatigue and pain of the soldiers in recent days are washed away.

Laughter, cries, and singing filled the hearth area for a while.

As the biggest contributor to this battle, Rhodes received unusually warm treatment.

Everyone at the party called his name and tried to shake his hand or hug him.

His heroic deeds were repeatedly praised, and even Olivia rarely invited him to dance with her.

But to be honest, Rhodes didn't like it very much.

As one of the four Grand Knight Commanders, Olivia is a special combatant. Her natural figure and appearance are unparalleled due to her perfect coordination of body and soul.

But Rhodes really didn't like women who were two heads taller than him. During the dance, he felt like a little brother being held in the arms of a big sister.

Although it is very comfortable and soft to the touch... it always feels like a puppet.

After the dance ended, Olivia turned her delicate hand over, stuffed a moonlight-like dagger into his arms, and said with a smile: "Little Rod, I have heard about your deeds a long time ago. This is the first time. When I officially meet you, I will give you this moonlight dagger as a meeting gift."

Rhodes scratched the back of his head, not knowing what to say.

"Uh...thank you, big sister."

Olivia leaned down and kissed his forehead.

"Come on, little Trorian hero."

She blinked quietly and turned into a piece of pure white moonlight and flew away.

The departure of the gentle embrace actually made Rhodes feel a little bit lost.

Seeing his dazed look, Lai En from Qingcao Town gave him a tug and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about? You don't still want to spend the night with Olivia, do you?"

The tips of Rhodes' ears turned slightly red and he immediately denied: "No!"

Lain smiled and said: "Your Excellency Olivia is the great knight captain who works side by side with the Son of Fire. In some aspects, he is not even inferior to the first knight Alan. We just won a battle, a much more dangerous battle than this one." It's everywhere, she made the special trip here just for your sake, otherwise we wouldn't be able to drink Moonlight Olivia's soul soup."

"Yes, yes, this is one of the top soul soups in the legend."

"Wow, the delicious and thick soup mixed with the clear and slightly cool moonlight, the stimulation to the taste buds simply penetrates the soul. I will never forget it in my life."

Rhodes licked his lips and felt endless aftertaste. …

Cooking soul soup seems to be a proud craft here, and everyone has a unique method.

Celie snorted: "My soul soup is also brewing well."

Lannister: "I can drink you..."

"roll!"

Not far away, Frank from Mushroom City was competing for wine with Tyrion. The former secretly used his characteristics to change the active ingredients of the wine, making the latter drink until his face turned red and his tongue was enlarged.

"Come... come, I don't believe you, drink you to death!"

The fireplace area was filled with lively sounds. This was a rare moment of rest. After such a big battle, the palace would give the warriors enough time to relax.

Unless there is an irreversible crisis, they will not come to the forefront of the battle sequence at this time.

Rhodes also had a rare night's rest. Continuously fighting on the edge of life and death made his spirit tense like a spring. If it was stretched for too long, it would break. Rest is actually for better fighting.

Let's apply for the psychic upgrade ceremony tomorrow.

Rhodes was thinking in his mind.

There is also the Trident, the Hall of Honor Medal should be enough this time.

With it, my star shuttle will be stronger, and it will be easier to kill those monsters.

With a beautiful dream in mind, Rhodes instantly fell into a sweet dream.

——

Grizzly Hills.

City of Winds.

Alan, who had just completed a round of bloody battles, returned to the castle hall. The flesh and blood on his armor had not had time to be cleaned. Corrosion and pollution caused many damages to this relic-level equipment. The once bright soul became dim and spiritually exhausted. Unbearable.

After the Starry Night, the Giant of Pus became more violent, and his pressure also increased a lot.

At this time, the messenger came in a hurry from afar.

"Your Excellency Alan!"

"come yet?"

Alan drew out his sword and concentrated on waiting for the summons of the Beacon of the Sky.

But the feeling of tearing the soul did not appear, and the messenger shouted: "News from the Trident River area! The insect queen has died, the ant colony has been annihilated, and the Beacon of the Sky combat plan has been cancelled!"

Alan's tone was slightly surprised: "Why? Has any Son of Fire passed by?"

"no no……"

the messenger gasped.

"Sir Alan, you are the black bastard Rhodes. He killed the insect queen and annihilated the ant colony."

"The War Department said you don't have to go there."

The air fell silent until the ecstatic voice of his lieutenant Kelso came.

"Great, I can arrange a complete purifying bath tonight to wash away all the filth you have accumulated after fighting for so long!"

"Quick, go make a fire!"

"Three times the amount of purifying liquid!"

"Steam filled!"

Amidst the noise, countless people rushed back and forth.

Only Alan remained calm as usual, but if anyone familiar noticed him, they would find that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"It's little Rhodes..."

——

Empire.

Kingworth Society.

As the highest academic organization in Trorian, it also shoulders the task of teaching and training human geniuses.

And those who reach the pinnacle in a certain field are respected as "masters".

Now, countless masters gathered here, arguing about Rhodes' plan. …

"This is no accident, he definitely has unimaginable potential!"

"But he himself said there are limits... some are just the effects of items!"

"What the hell! Can you find a similar item for me to look at?"

"Yes, even the items are the creations of his soul."

"What the hell is the name of his Tinder? Which mentally retarded person translated it? Black rice penny... no, no, it's clearly called Black Big Mouth."

"Fart, it's obviously the Devourer of Darkness! We have ignored many things. We need to study the meaning of this name carefully..."

"cough!"

Amid the endless quarrel, one of the most respected masters, Alan's teacher, the old swordmaster Galen, coughed and interrupted him.

"This is the translation approved by His Excellency Theodore and no changes are allowed."

Galen's cloudy eyes glanced over, and most people avoided looking.

"Moreover, the translator is Dolimah, who has mastered seventy-six ancient languages. Which of you thinks your level is higher than him?"

No one spoke.

Galen waited for a few seconds and said calmly: "Rhodes' potential is unquestionable. Even in the palace, he is a shining star. I think he can be labeled as [strong] again."

There was a slight tremor in the hall. The palace-level [Strong] logo was a recognition of the top geniuses.

The masters looked at each other and saw hesitation in each other's eyes.

An old woman in a big red robe coughed and said: "Agai, are you sure he can compete with Taylor, Russo, Jessica, Phantom Silver Cat, Theresa, Yin Fulin, Liuguang Feixue... these people Compare?”

Galen looked at the old woman with a decisive tone.

"yes, I'm sure."

——

Empire.

Deep in the sewers.

In a dark and damp cave.

A dark figure was flipping through a large book on the stone throne, with bright red text flashing on the pages.

"Oh, Alan is dead. I saw his Death Star flashing. The era of deep darkness is coming. I will be the leader of darkness in the new era..."

Peng!

Bright red flames burst out, destroying half of the pages.

"What?"

The black shadow suddenly froze.

"What happened? What happened to the Book of Destiny..."

Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!

The bright red words exploded one after another like exploding runes, blowing the thick book to pieces.

"no no!"

The shadow wailed wildly, desperately trying to grab the page, but in vain.

"Why is this? What is resisting the power of the God of Destiny! This is an ancient artifact. In the end of the world, nothing can resist it!"

Amidst the continuous wails, the Book of Destiny exploded into pieces, leaving only half of it.

The black shadow hugged the book and kneeled on the ground, panting.

Suddenly, a believer heard a strange noise and ran in: "Grand Cult Leader, why..."

Snapped!

The believer was instantly beaten into a thin puddle of flesh and blood by an invisible force, and flew to half of the Book of Destiny, finally stabilizing it.

"What exactly is going on?"

The shadow gritted his teeth, and hatred squeezed out from every gap in his teeth.

"Ah, the weird burning demon curse...the sudden disappearance of the soul-stealing spirit...and the previous failures, all related to him...it's him, it must be him!"

"He must have some kind of secret!"

"We must kill him! Dig out his secrets, eat his flesh and blood, and dismember his soul!"

The black shadow suddenly laughed.

"Hehehe, Rhodes, you don't know what kind of existence you are resisting. No matter what you are hiding, your death is already destined!"

"The destruction of Trorian begins with you!"