The Last King of Darkness Chapter 297

The unprecedented comprehensive cleaning of Shangcheng District is undoubtedly the most concerned event in Wangcheng during this period.

Every day in the streets and alleys of the entire Wangcheng, there was a discussion about who was arrested, who was convicted, and who was sentenced to capital punishment.

Silver Cross Street, located at the east gate of the city, has become the most lively street in the royal city. It is crowded with people every day. At night, countless people gather here, looking forward to it.

They all came to see the former high-ranking Wangcheng big man being sentenced to black death.

Those convicted were held in solid black iron prison wagons, covered in silver shackles.

The prison cart will be pulled out of the city gate at night, placed in the dark fog without any protection, and pulled back until the next day.

At this time, these smooth-skinned, oil-filled guys have turned into monsters with black bodies, red eyes, distorted faces, and various deformed limbs or pustules.

They were then beheaded by the executioner.

Their bodies turned into black ashes like monsters, and there were also some formless lumps in the falling ashes.

They looked wet and sticky, like a mass of severed tumor.

This is undifferentiated monster ashes.

They were brutally eroded into monsters, many of which were bizarre and shapeless, and the ashes were left with strong contamination and no value.

The executioner chops up with a big knife, burns it to ashes with fire, and rushes into the sewer, even if the entire black death penalty is completed.

In all fairness, Rhodes thought it was cruel, but the onlookers didn't think so. They applauded and celebrated the removal of another human cancer.

In fact, the people who most want the Trorian Kingdom to be strong forever are the commoners, except for the king.

Only a powerful human kingdom can shelter low-level civilians like them in this dark world.

Therefore, they also hate the sinners who occupy high positions and enjoy countless resources, but they are destroying the foundation of human beings.

Watching these people being put to death is one of the things they can feel the most hope and light about in this endless darkness.

Moreover, the execution of the black death penalty can also greatly strike the living soil of the Doomsday believers.

Seeing these good people wandering around in the black fog and turning into monsters, few people believe in their ramblings such as "living with the black fog" and "evolving into a new species adapted to the black fog".

And this is also a powerful deterrent to those big and small characters in the royal city.

When the bottom line is violated, no one is not heartbroken.

As the punishment progressed, the atmosphere of the royal city improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the past few decades, the corrupt atmosphere smoldering in the huge royal city was quickly clarified, and the trend of thinking that had just been raised in seclusion and extravagance was instantly dispelled.

Rhodes knew that for this kind of society, the ethos of the upper classes would greatly affect the ethos of the lower classes. The so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked is the truth.

Now, after the source of this ethos in the upper layers has been cleaned up, the ethos in the lower layers will be greatly improved.

The Trorian King City, which has existed for thousands of years, has once again radiated new vitality, just like a dead tree in spring and an old tree blooming.

In such a new atmosphere, everyone was full of energy, working in full swing, a large amount of fighting materials were gathered, and the major workshops started working with full force, and the efficiency was several times higher than before.

Non-essential production was stopped, and everything was only prepared for the next war.

Everyone felt extremely fulfilled and happy.

Even Rhodes liked Yan Kai after the first elder Armando handed over the power of the executioner to him.

Black death penalty or something, great!

The only slight fly in the ointment is that a small number of people were released for lack of evidence.

This is also impossible. The book of the past is not omnipotent. Some historical images have been erased and cannot be traced back.

However, they were investigated extremely severely for their involvement.

The original position was suspended, and the family property was swept away by Rhodes.

Speaking of this, Rhode was the happiest.

After he took out those photo crystals, it goes without saying that the theft must have been done by him.

But no one mentioned this matter, and the upper and lower parts of the royal city were tacit.

After the trial, the inspectors acquiesced that the stolen items did not exist, and the stolen items were directly sealed up.

These properties naturally belonged to Rhodes.

Its huge amount made him directly have no interest in money, and the money bag was directly given to Molly, and he no longer needed to touch money.

Molly suddenly got such a big surprise, and even her ten-thousand-year serious face almost didn't hold back.

With such a large amount of money, Star Town can develop faster, and Molly is determined to make it the central town of Trorian in the west.

The key to this is the joint invention of Rhodes and the Institute of Mechanical Engineering - the psionic elevator.

Molly took inspiration from the dungeon mode.

If there is a psionic elevator, they can completely build higher-rise houses.

The same area can house dozens or even hundreds of times as many people.

In this way, Fanxing Town can accommodate more population.

This is also what the entire Trorian desires most - sending the population to Starry Town has become a panacea for the major consuls to solve all problems.

Of course, the cost of doing so is very high, and currently only Fanxing Town can afford it.

Therefore, this sum of money is simply a puddle of clear water injected into the hottest desert, which made Molly feel comfortable. What happened in Wangcheng spread to Fanxing Town, which made her heart feel like a fire. burning.

Of course, this is not apparent from the outside.

Molly's delicate face has always been solemn, and every clerk in the administrative hall is conscientious and conscientious at the moment, and she doesn't dare to breathe.

If I want to see the other side of her, I have to wait for Rhodes to come.

It's not just Molly. For high-level personnel such as Armando, Horus, and Dalin, the recent changes have made them overjoyed. The atmosphere of the entire royal city is like returning to more than ten years ago. The familiar feeling makes them Missing and terribly excited.

The preparations for war suddenly entered the fast lane, and it won't be long before they can officially expand westward.

The torch plan is also in full swing.

All the plan participants are preparing to fight against the Tasnia Star City, which once had the name of the Fire King City.

This will be the battle that will decide the fate of Trory's safe humanity.

Must succeed, not fail.

Everyone was very busy, but Rhode became idle.

After the big cleanup, the Internal Affairs Tribunal and the Tribunal took over the defense work of Shangcheng District, and he, the Captain of the King's Hand, had nothing to do.

Molly takes care of everything in Startown and doesn't need him anymore.

The dream is also peaceful for the time being, and the hunting action needs to wait for the book of knowledge to restore its soul.

It is either overeating every day, or sleeping soundly like a pig.

And Rhodes now has almost nothing to do except for meditation, which is training, and occasional executions.

The masters who coached him praised his spiritual coordination as perfect, almost no need for additional fine-tuning, as long as he waited for the natural growth of his spiritual power, after breaking through level 9, he could officially become a third-level combatant and officially enter the Trory The ranks of the strong.

But the problem is that Rhodes' psionic power cannot grow naturally.

Either strengthen the stars or ignite new ones.

There is no third method.

But [Shuttle of Stars] requires three great souls to enter a perfect state, and the other stars are already full and will not grow unless they are "quantified".

He can't get stronger in days without a fight.

Souls obtained by execution are too weak.

In terms of strength alone, human souls are far inferior to monster souls.

It is of little use to him, the only use is to destroy and burn.

But these guys live in the king city all the year round, and their combat effectiveness is generally not strong. Unless they have a special soul like the King of Thieves, they are useless.

Rhodes couldn't wait any longer and wanted to find the king.

But he is very busy now. He is either in the sacred fire sacrificial ground all day long, or in the highest council, discussing various matters with senior figures such as elders, defense ministers, legion commanders and so on.

Sometimes it disappears, and it is said that he went to the Palace of Fire to meet the topmost combat power of Trorian.

Rhodes searched several times but could not find anyone, so he had to go to Horus.

But the latter had no idea of ​​letting him fight at all.

"Lord, the battle in Fanxing Town lasted for nearly five months. As usual, you need to rest for two months before you can completely eliminate the pollution in your soul and the hidden dangers in your body."

Rhodes is depressed.

For ordinary warriors, contact with monsters, fighting, and killing will contaminate their souls, especially if they are active in the dark mist for a long time, the erosion of their souls will intensify.

Sometimes although the surface is purified, deep down, there is still hidden corruption that is not easy to detect.

Once the pollution reaches the core layer of the soul, it is irreversible, and all that awaits him is death or deterioration.

Therefore, the purification of the soul is a long-term task. Warriors who have been fighting outside for a long time must return to the royal city and accept the baptism of their souls under the shroud of the holy fire.

This is a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is exchanged for the lessons of countless blood and tears.

But Rhodes is not a normal person.

All pollution and corruption will be counteracted by human nature, and he will be fine if he rushes into the black mist without protection.

And after going through a series of incidents, his humanity has now broken one million, and he is not afraid of any pollution at all.

But no matter how he explained it, Horus didn't believe it.

Even if the soul masters praised his soul as pure as crystal, they could not reassure him.

Much corruption is simply undetectable.

For him now, Rhodes is simply the most precious treasure. He is the son of God bestowed upon them by the legendary God of Light and Fire.

Must strictly follow the rules.

Rhodes tore his skin, and Horus did not agree, and even used the nuns to divert his attention.

Although reluctant, Rhode reluctantly agreed to accept the second team that belonged to him.

He was a little excited when he thought that all the nuns and sisters in this regiment were under his control.

But this time, he fell into the trap of Horus.

The main church of the Holy Church is in the southernmost part of the Upper Town.

In the sacred atmosphere full of flame signs and colorful glass, a group of people came out of the side hall and came to Rhodes.

The guy at the head is as tall as three Rhodes and as wide as two Rhodes. His forearms are thicker than Rhodes' entire body. His square face is full of thorny muscles, and his steel-like thighs are almost as thick. To break the black wire.

"Lord Rhodes, Sister Frankie has an audience."

Rhodes' entire face was about to split.

Is this a nun?

That majestic muscle, a resolute face, a thick beard, a man even tougher than Schwarzenegger, actually calling himself a nun?

Even if you call yourself a nun, you still wear nun clothes and a nun hat.

The most abhorrent thing is that he still wears black silk, and the muscles of the elephant's legs are about to burst the black silk.

Simply blind!

Then came the blind one.

A group of nuns, five in size and three in thickness, wearing nun clothes and walking towards him with black silk elephant legs, lined up, knelt on the ground in unison, and said loudly.

"The Healing Order, the Nineteenth Sisters Order, meet Lord Rhodes!"

Seriously, Rhodes almost vomited.

He had originally suspected that Horus was deliberately messing with him, but he soon remembered.

As a healing sect that undertakes most of the medical tasks in the royal city, becoming its core member—the condition for healing nuns is to ignite the soul's characteristic "bright light".

The "Bright Light" trait is a universal trait, with no blood, soul, or gender requirements.

In other words, there are men and women who are awakened.

But the Healing Order, according to ancient rules, called both men and women the nuns.

This led to the emergence of male nuns.

They wore the same clothes and did the same job as the nuns, and no one thought anything was wrong.

Because Trorian has been like this since time immemorial.

Horus is undoubtedly an old-fashioned man. He doesn't understand the real needs of young people at all. As a result, he made such a blind thing.

Rhodes covered his face and didn't want to speak for the time being.

Sister Frankie and others didn't know Rhode's inner activities yet, and they were still in the excitement of seeing the legendary supernova, waiting for the hero's words.

After a moment of silence, Rhodes sighed in his heart, but he put down his hand and squeezed out a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Frankie, you are much bigger than expected. I heard that the bigger the person, the stronger the healing ability. You must be the strongest healer, right?"

Frankie's face was full of joy, and he patted his chest and said, "Of course! I am one of the thirty-two central medical practitioners. Although they do not believe me, I know that I am the best, and you are the only one. The person who sees this! Sure enough, he is a legendary superhero! With you, we will definitely be able to exert 300% of our strength.”

He turned his head and shouted.

"Brothers, isn't it?"

The nuns answered in unison: "Yes, Captain Frankie!"

The voice was loud and full of masculinity, and it shook the dust off the roof.

Rhodes sighed in his heart, but he still had the energy on his face to chat with them, and soon he became one with them, commensurate with them as brothers.

After becoming the chief of the nuns, Rhode's first thing was to ask them all to change their clothes, especially the blind black silk, and change them into men's suits.

This time it was finally more pleasing to the eye.

The second thing is to get them back to work with the Healing Order in their new costumes.

The war hasn't started yet, and he can't use them for the time being.

Frankie brought his brothers back happily, looking forward to the day when he would fight side by side with Lord Rhodes.

And Rhode was so angry that he turned back to Horus to settle the account.

This guy really didn't understand what Rhodes was dissatisfied with, and Rhodes was embarrassed to say his old-fashioned criticism publicly, so he could only ask Horus to arrange a combat mission for him.

But Horus still didn't have this plan, and he took a detailed itinerary on Rhodes' hands.

"You still have a lot of things to do, and in the next period of time, you have to complete all the things on the schedule."

Rhode looked down and saw that it was all the dates of his visits to various institutions in the royal city.

The plan was quite detailed, and he even arranged the time he had previously agreed with the Jinworth Society, the great scholar Amides and others.

"Isn't it?"

Rhodes asked with a bitter face.

"Can't you let me take part in a few hunting missions? My big stick is already hungry and thirsty, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't kill monsters for a day."

Horus said solemnly: "No! You will not only be a fighter in the future, you will also play a heavy role in the royal city. If you don't know about the various institutions in the royal city in advance, meet them, and have a clear understanding of them. How do you do it?"

Rhodes sighed, "I just want to kill monsters, can't I?"

"no!"

Horus' expression was more severe than ever.

"A person's power is always limited, and the collective power is much greater than you think. You have to make good use of it to have a chance of final victory."

Rhodes grimaced. He didn't like these troublesome things very much, but he had to admit that Horus' words were correct to a certain extent.

"brat."

Horus' tone softened.

"I understand your feelings, but you have to know that it is impossible to kill blindly. I used to be like you, full of blood and just want to kill all the darkness in this world."

"But then it became clear to me that it was impossible."

"So I hope that an omnipotent God will come to us, bring light to us, and completely dispel the darkness."

"And when I learned about history, I found that in this endless river of history, such a thing has never existed."

"So, after that, I knew that everything can only depend on us, relying on our hands, blood, courage and wisdom, the inheritance of fire, the continuation of civilization, and so on."

Horus patted Rhodes lightly on the shoulder.

"Do you know what is the most precious thing in you?"

Rhode shook his head slightly~www.mtlnovel.com~ Not your strength, not those strange abilities, nor your potential. "

Rhodes asked curiously, "What is that?"

Horus said softly.

"It's the hope you gave us."

"With hope, there is the possibility of creating miracles."

"You will know in the future what kind of behemoth we are facing."

"But I firmly believe that we will win because..."

There was a slight smile on Horus' parched face, his pride flashing in it.

"We humans have never yielded since ancient times."

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