The Last King of Darkness Chapter 25

Eastern Continent.

Cinder Mountains.

Trorian King City, Upper Town.

Holy fire shrine.

Wang looked up at the burning holy fire in front of him.

The golden and fiery flame was so huge that it almost occupied most of the sacrificial grounds, and people standing in front of it were so small that they were not even dust.

The rolling fire blocked all sight, as if the entire universe should be burning like this, full of fire and light.

But the truth is the exact opposite. Coldness, darkness, loneliness and death are the eternal themes.

And this little episode of life is brought about by the miracle in front of me.

No matter how many times he looked up, the king was amazed at its magic and greatness.

The existence of the Holy Fire is the foundation of the existence of the Trorian Kingdom, the reason for the existence of the Trorian Kingdom, and the belief that these tens of millions of people survive.

However, it is about to go out.

This is something only the king can perceive.

The power of the Holy Fire is irreversibly weakening, its source is being lost, and it has been like this since three years ago.

Wang stretched out his hand and touched the holy flame lightly.

It was surging, and it showed no sign of going out.

But this is just an appearance. If spirituality is not injected, no matter how much phlogiston and firewood are added, the black fog will gradually erode the city and turn all living beings into living undead.

When the king's city falls into darkness, all the towns outside the king's city, all the fortresses, and everything that exists depending on it will be extinguished like flying sparks.

On this land, there will be no more incongruent noise, and dead silence will become its main theme unchanged for hundreds of millions of years.

And there is only one way to save it, one possibility, one hope.

I will definitely succeed.

Wang squeezed his hand tightly, and the flames flowed through his fingers, stroking his skin gently, like an old friend, old brother, old senior.

"King, everyone has arrived."

White-robed Archbishop Horus said respectfully.

"The council is just waiting for your arrival."

Wang was awakened from his contemplation. He turned his head and said with a smile, "Let's go, Xiao Hehe."

"Xiao He He", who was in his forties and looked like a piece of dry old wood, twitched the corner of his mouth, but he wisely did not refute the king's eccentricities, and just followed the king in silence and walked out of the sacred fire sacrifice ground.

The most elite fire guardians and the strongest fire priests in the royal city stood outside the sacred fire sacrifice site. They formed an unshakable line of defense to guard the safety of the sacred fire.

Even the appearance of the king and the archbishop did not make them look away for half a second.

In order to protect the holy fire, they have given up everything, and their life has only been left with the responsibility of guarding. The holy fire is the light of their lives, the fire of their souls, and everything they have.

Whenever he sees these lovely warriors, Wang feels warm from the bottom of his heart.

He is also determined to give them the happiness they deserve.

The king said loudly, "My spirit is in the sacrificial ground. Go back to rest and come back at night."

There was a trace of confusion in the eyes of the fire keepers and fire priests.

But this was not the first time, after all, they all bowed to the king and walked out of the king's district.

"Remember to bring gifts and blessings to your wives and children," Wang said. "Only when you are full of love in your hearts can the holy fire burn forever."

It was not until everyone left that Horus whispered with a slight dissatisfaction: "King, the guardians of the holy flame do not need to think, so as to ensure their absolute loyalty and completely cut off the penetration of the believers of the end."

Wang smiled and said, "Xiao Hehe, you're right, I'm the one who is closest to the holy fire, so I shouldn't be the most mechanical puppet? Otherwise, how can you guarantee that I won't be infected by doomsday thoughts?"

Horus choked: "Yes, yes, but this is not legal."

Wang smiled and said, "I am the king, and my rules are rules."

Horus was speechless.

The two walked towards the due east of the sacred fire shrine.

The center of Shangcheng District is the Wang District, and the center of the Wang District is naturally the Holy Fire Sacrificial Field.

In the four directions of the sacred fire sacrifice ground, there are four most important institutions in the royal city.

they are, respectively:

The Council of the Royal City, which represents the highest power center, occupies a position in the due east.

The Wangcheng Administration Office, which represents the highest administration, occupies a position in the due west.

The Holy Church, which represents the highest academic affairs, occupies a position due south.

And the highest military headquarters, which is in charge of all military warfare, occupies the position of the north.

This meeting was related to the war, but due to its high importance and complexity, it was moved to the council.

Wang walked into the central hall of the council and saw the seven children of fire sitting at the front at a glance.

They are the strongest in the king's city, and the highest combat power that humans can deploy.

On the side of Son of Fire are the four Knight Commanders, who also possess extraordinary strength and extraordinary status.

These eleven people are the eleven pillars of the king's city, the hope and belief of tens of millions of people, and the example and ultimate dream of all those who hold fire.

Behind them are the commanders of the major legions, the archbishop of the Holy Church, and the guardians of various defense zones.

They are also the pillars of the royal city and the supporters next to the Optimus Pillar.

After that, there are the leaders of major institutions, the consuls of the administrative districts, and the elders of the council.

They are the ones responsible for the maintenance and repair of the giant columns.

The hundreds of thousands of fighters, millions of workers, and tens of millions of hard-working people who cannot be seen here are the foundation of the existence of the Trorian Kingdom.

The king stepped into the center of the throne.

In an instant, everyone stood up and saluted in unison.

"We welcome the arrival of the king, and may the fire be with the king."

Wang raised his right hand and made a fist.

"The night will pass away, and the dawn will come!"

"The night will pass away, and the dawn will come!"

The neat voice echoed in the central hall. This feeling of unity was his favorite and the only expectation he had for any meeting.

Sure enough, as soon as they sat down, contradictions and disputes broke out.

Cross, the commander of the City Defense Legion, together with dozens of elders and consuls, stood up and said:

"The Kuroshio is imminent, and we believe that Wangcheng should immediately stop expanding outwards to reduce the casualties of combatants and the pressure on defense."

"Our line of defense is stretched too long, and logistics materials and medical supplies can't keep up. Our casualties this month have exceeded the past ten months!"

"I think we should give up the city of stars, it's too far away, and its defense has consumed one-third of our strength outside our defense circle!"

"This is really unwise behavior!"

But Lockhart, the commander of the expedition, and other elders and consuls raised objections.

"The City of Stars is the most important ancient relic we have discovered in the past two decades. We have found a huge amount of material resources and spiritual materials in it."

"There are still a lot of tertiary relics, and the Institute of Mechanical Engineering has found many useful tools. The excavation of it may bring us more unexpected things."

Cross is a **** man who inflates like a balloon when he is angry:

"A pile of garbage-like toys, with little useless materials, let our soldiers die?"

Lockhart, the commander of the expedition legion, was a standard big man with scars on his face, blind in one eye, and only a large black hole left.

He said coldly: "In terms of sacrifice, no one can speak in front of the expedition legion. Do you think it is an ordinary relic? A pile of historical dust?"

He turned around and shouted in a louder voice.

"No! In the city of stars, there are the highest-quality sun stone ore, the perfect soul crystal raw ore, and the highest-grade true silver ore. Is that an icy material? No, that's the phlogiston of the holy fire, the life of a warrior. And strength, is the warm light!"

Harvey, the logistics director, added: "We are in urgent need of the Sun Stone Mine. We must use the Sun Stone for the phlogiston of the Holy Fire. We are running out of stocks now."

This sentence played a decisive role.

Cross's tone was a little calmer: "Then shrink the defense line, retreat to the position twelve years ago, and give up the mushroom city, the city of mountains, and the city of beasts."

This suggestion was approved by most of the consuls and elders.

But some guardians and the consuls of the three cities expressed opposition.

"Mushroom City and Beast City produce one-third of our food, as well as many materials and resources. Mountain City is our largest iron and copper mine base. If we give up, many people's lives will be in trouble. It's not enough!"

Tarinas, one of the three chief executives, said impatiently: "What nonsense is this, the pariahs who fail to become fire-bearers are worthless, let them die."

The atmosphere in the hall was a bit colder, and many people cast disgusted glances at him.

But Tarinas didn't care, he said aloud:

"I have long believed that we must survive by unscrupulous means. The black mist will not stop eroding because of our mercy, and the monsters will not show mercy to us because of our kindness. We are stricter and colder than them. To truly conquer the world and win a place to live.”

Iron Mask Manorobana, one of the four Grand Adjudicators, also stood up and said: "To be fair, Lord Tarinas's words are not very pleasant, but they are very reasonable. Kindness and kindness cannot defeat the enemy. , a harsh world should have harsh rules of survival, civilians are pitiful, but people who have no value should not waste resources, and the protection we provide has a price."

"Bullshit!"

The blond Mipor almost jumped.

"No warrior would fight with such a belief! If home is no longer home, why would they risk their lives?"

Manorobana, wearing an iron mask, sneered: "So, just drown with your mercy!"

"If the end of such a road is death, then I would rather die!"

"Oh, if you miss, just die, don't drag everyone to die together."

As before, the hall was once again engulfed in endless quarrels.

Only the seven children of fire and the four knight commanders sat still and did not join the quarrel.

They were in a detached position and only obeyed the king's orders and did not need to express their opinions.

Wang Mo rubbed his chin, looked at the map of Trorian Kingdom in front of him, and fell into contemplation.

The Trorian Kingdom is actually just a historically habitual name.

Its main component is the city of Trorian.

Trorian, the king of fire, was born when the human hero Trorian placed the flame in this city founded by giants.

It is located on the hillside of the Cinder Mountains, and originally only had the upper city, and the lower city was expanded in the countless years that followed.

With the prosperity of mankind, Trorian began to lack food and supplies, and they had to leave the shelter of high walls and sacred fires and go out to open up new cities and strongholds.

This is also the origin of many towns in Trorian.

In order to protect their safety, people had to build more castles and fortresses to form a line of defense, which eventually formed today's defense circle.

Over the long years, human territory has changed many times, either shrinking due to disaster or expanding due to prosperity.

But no matter what, human beings have not walked out of the laterite plain.

This is because the terrain of the red clay plain is very good. Its north and east sides are blocked by the Death Cinder Mountains. It only needs to set up defenses on the west and south sides to resist the monsters wandering in the black mist, and there is a relatively safe environment.

Then purify the land, clean up the water source, sprinkle the seeds of the holy white tree, and soon there will be output.

By setting up defense zones, setting up patrols, forming battle groups and battle groups, and killing the threats leaked by the defense network, the production and transportation of materials can be basically guaranteed.

Therefore, this piece of land with a radius of less than 600 miles is the whole of the Trorian Kingdom. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

If you want to expand further outwards, due to the folding of the mountains in the east, the defense has changed from two-sided defense to three-sided defense, and the defense pressure will rise sharply, and the contact area with the black mist will expand.

Excessive disturbances may even alarm the indescribable existence in the depths of the black fog, and the danger increases exponentially.

However, without expansion, the existing resources are no longer sufficient to meet people's needs.

Around this issue, the interior of Wangcheng is roughly divided into two factions, one is the expansion faction, and the other is the contraction faction.

There are also many nuances between the two factions, from the ironists like Tarinas and Manorobana for harsh environments, to the moderates like Meepol.

However, although there are many cracks, as long as the victory is achieved, they can be repaired.

Wang stood up, intending to end their quarrel.

He said: "I remember that when I was a child, I was short of supplies and I ate very little, especially the white and green sugar cubes that children love to eat."

The hall was quiet, and everyone listened to the king's speech quietly.

Wang showed a slight smile, as if he missed it, and at the same time seemed to like such a quarrel-free atmosphere.

"But every kid has only one piece, and parents often like to put their hands behind their backs and ask if we want the left or the right."

The white-robed archbishop Horus shouted: "I understand! The king's intention is for us to make a choice, either shrink the defense circle or give up the city of stars."

Cross shouted: "Shrink the defense circle!"

Lockhart said: "Abandon the city of stars."

Manolo Robana said: "I say in my conscience, give it up..."

"Do not."

Wang showed a smile.

"I mean, it's children who make choices, and I want them all."

Chapter end