The Last King of Darkness Chapter 319

The white light fell, and the world returned to its original state.

In the thick black fog, there were reddish figures everywhere, the light from the lighthouse was already quite weak, and the red tear stones on everyone's body began to play a role.

Everyone stood there.

No one dared to believe that the nine powerful monsters turned into ashes in just twelve seconds.

The white light across the sky saved them like a sudden miracle.

A few seconds later, the calm voice of the white prostitute Lannister came.

"Silly, send out a second flare to signal that the danger is removed, so that support will not be repeated."

The white prostitute, Xi Li, woke up like a dream and said viciously, "Shut up, big liar! You don't need to say it, I know!"

Take out a small ball and inject psionic energy.

With a snap, the ball flew into the sky and exploded into colorful colors.

The special light penetrated the black fog again and illuminated the earth at the same time.

Through this strange light, everyone could clearly see that the nine great lumps of ashes on the ground were gone.

The terrifying demonized king ant was really dead.

For a while, a long exhalation sound could be heard everywhere, and many people sat on the ground with their butts on the ground.

And Lannister and Sealy pounced on Rhodes.

"Ah...you're awake."

Sally's voice was full of deep disappointment.

"After using such a powerful psionic cannon, your psionic energy should be exhausted, and your soul should enter a state of self-protection shock."

Lannister pushed his glasses and said in an emotionless voice, "Rod's soul is very strong, all the values ​​are in a perfect balance, and the tolerance is very high. Even if his psychic power is exhausted, he will not shock."

"You don't need to say it!"

Celie glared at him.

"I know everything about Ah Ro, including how many rumored mistresses he has."

Rhode felt a throbbing pain in his mind, and the sense of exhaustion in his soul made him very uncomfortable. He felt that he really needed to rest in a comfortable environment for a night, and these two people were still arguing here. thing.

"Hey, can't you help me up first?"

Just as Sally was about to make a move, a gust of wind swirled from under Rhodes and lifted him up.

"Not bad." Rhodes praised: "The wind is very comfortable."

Sally gave him a disapproving look.

Lannister didn't feel anything, and said sullenly: "Let's go back to the lighthouse first, the crisis is not over yet, Xilie, hurry up and organize the wounded, some people are seriously injured and need urgent treatment. The psychic power of the Demonized King Ant is very strong Strong, their mental impact will damage the soul, and some people with sequelae of the soul should be quickly sent back to the royal city for treatment."

Sally said angrily: "I know! You are the only one talking nonsense!"

Turn around and run away quickly.

Lannister sent Rhodes back to the lighthouse and placed them on the soft bed in the medical room.

As soon as he lay on the bed, Rhodes fell into a deep sleep.

Lannister called the tower's medical staff again.

After a detailed inspection, they were surprised to find that Rhodes was not injured at all, and there was not even a single bit of corruption in his soul.

"Lord Lannister, he just fell asleep because he was tired."

said the medical staff politely.

"His soul is perfectly healthy, as pure as crystal."

Lannister frowned.

"This is impossible. He just killed nine demonized king ants. The infinity of the black mist will definitely erode his soul. Please check it again carefully, and don't miss anything suspicious."

The medical staff looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes.

They are all senior medical practitioners, and their characteristics are the "bright light" of their professional counterparts. Although they are not comparable to the central medical practitioners, they can also be regarded as elite logisticians.

This check is impossible to go wrong.

But Lannister is a member of the hall. According to the principles of the battlefield, he is the supreme commander of the lighthouse at this moment, and his orders cannot be violated.

The medical staff hurried back to get their special equipment out.

True silver profilers, psionic crystal lenses, high-energy ruby ​​waveform detectors... and other high-end psionic instruments have been pressed on Rhodes to probe every corner of Rhodes' life and soul in an all-round way.

But among the various feedbacks, there is still no abnormal waveform eroded by black fog, and all the instruments show that his life and soul are in perfect harmony.

"How is this going?"

As high-end medical personnel who ignited the fire of the soul, they also have common sense, knowing that after killing the monster, the condensed black fog loses the support of the potential structure, its existence collapses, and it will return to the void.

This process is called "unquantization".

The inevitable cause and effect of the "unquantified" black fog will inevitably be counterattacked by the black fog, but it's just a little different.

The stronger the monster killed, the stronger the backlash.

If what he said is true, it is impossible for the nine powerful monsters to leave no trace.

"His soul resistance is very high."

Lannister made a judgment.

"Strong enough to resist the backlash of nine powerful monsters."

A medical staff suddenly woke up and said, "Is he Lord Rhodes?"

Lannister looked at him warily: "How do you know?"

"Feel sorry."

The medical staff said cautiously: "I have heard that Lord Lord Rhodes has a very strong self-purification ability, which is brought about by his black rice bucket of fire. Ordinary filth, corruption and erosion will not hurt him."

Lannister was silent for a few seconds, then sighed: "This sounds reasonable, a black rice bucket can eat up filth... He really is a genius, I can't match him."

The medical staff smiled and said: "Your Excellency Rhodes is a new star of mankind, and will become a hero of mankind in the future, of course it is extraordinary."

"But he's still a Trorian hero now."

Lannister's tone suddenly became uncharacteristically sour.

"The gap between the two is not so easy to bridge. Who knows how he will die tragically in the future... Well, he needs to rest now, you go out, and no one is allowed to disturb him."

After everyone went out, the medical room fell into absolute silence.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly, with a soft sound, the door was pushed open.

A figure walked in silently.

He closed the door carefully and walked quietly to Rhodes.

He slept soundly, the powerful psychic energy rising and falling with his breath.

He is recovering rapidly, his soul is generating psionic energy from the void, and ordinary people do not have any phenomena during this process.

The appearance of "spiritual breathing" shows that he is infinitely close to the ninth-level psionic power, and is about to cross that gap and become another Trorian powerhouse.

"Oh, if you let him grow up, maybe it will be a little troublesome."

The black figure muttered to himself.

With a lift of his wrist, a shiny knife pierced like lightning.

"Die, future human hero, the darkness will last forever!"

Snapped!

His wrist stopped in mid-air, as if hitting an invisible barrier.

He tried several times in a row, but he couldn't stab anymore.

"What, what's the matter?"

He struggled desperately, but his wrists seemed to be shackled by the air, and he couldn't break free.

Suddenly, he had an idea, flicked his finger, and the knife stabbed Rhodes in the throat.

But the air still solidified the blade.

"It's you!"

The attacker suddenly woke up and turned his head to look sideways.

There was a soft snap.

Lannister jumped from the shadows in the corner of the roof.

"it's me."

he said slyly.

"Stop struggling, the air has already baked you."

The attacker's eyes were red: "How did you know I would come?"

Lannister said calmly: "The core information about Rhodes is highly confidential. Only a few people know how a healer can know things that even I don't know."

He flicked his fingers and clicked.

The room lit up, the flames illuminating the attacker's face.

It was the former medical staff.

He fell silent, his eyes fixed on the Lannister.

"So you deliberately said those hostile words to lure me into the bait, right?"

"I just wanted to try it."

Lannister's tone was unwavering.

"I didn't expect you to be so stupid to be hooked like this."

"yes."

The attacker laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I'm so stupid to think that I can put the blame on you, and the other medical practitioners are witnesses. Haha, I didn't expect that the Homo sapiens in Wood City is not a false rumor."

Lannister said sternly: "If you choose to confess now, tell us how you infiltrated the ranks of the healers, and maybe you can survive."

The attacker was silent for a few seconds, and said in a low voice: "I can confess, but I have to ask you a question first."

"Say."

"Why do you know that some of Rhode's circumstances are confidential?"

"Because I went to check, as a hall member, some information will not be shown to me."

Lannister pushed his glasses, his tone unwavering.

"You pay attention to him?"

"No, only after meeting Celie... no man wouldn't care about that."

The attacker smiled miserably: "I have been hiding for so long, but I didn't expect that I was still planted on the love of human beings in the end. Maybe the eternal dark era is just a hoax. Humans are not necessarily hopeless. Lord Asa's plan is not absolutely safe. of."

"Okay... let me tell you."

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

Lannister came back to his senses and shouted anxiously: "Don't say it! Don't even think about it! There is a curse..."

But it was too late, his head began to twist and deform, flesh and bone fragments shot out, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

With a loud bang, his head exploded into pieces, and his brain and blood splattered on the ground.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and a twisted spirit flew out of him.

"Oh, ignorant and humble protester."

A sharp and twisted voice came from it.

"Your efforts are destined to be in vain, everyone will die, without exception, the dark age will eventually come."

Lannister frowned, silently pumping up his psionic energy, covering his entire body.

"You are Asa, the leader of the doomsday cult?"

Sharp laughter came from the twisted spirit, and it suddenly pounced on Lannister, but the psychic barrier that bulged in advance blocked its invasion.

"As expected of you."

Ling is still smiling.

"The Homo sapiens of the City of Wood, but useless, stupid humans, you are already in danger..."

Lannister said sullenly: "Really? But I heard that you suffered a big defeat in Fanxing Town. The monsters you summoned were slain, the secrets you laid were discovered, and even your polluter sect's lair was judged. The person found it, I don't know how many mice are left in the gutter.”

The twisted spirit was provoked, and it swelled up, turning blood red.

The flesh and blood on the ground flew together.

A flesh-and-blood monster is taking shape.

The strong wind swirled around Lannister, and he had entered the highest alert state, but his face was still calm, he said sternly.

"The leader of the polluter sect is just like this. He is so easily provoked. It seems that your sect is not very good..."

"To shut up!"

Distorted voices sounded from all directions, and the flesh-and-blood monster swooped up, but was easily dispersed by Lannister.

However, at this moment, the twisted spirit rushed towards Rhodes like lightning and sank into his soul.

Lannister suddenly woke up.

It turned out that its target was Rhodes from the beginning, and he didn't take his words to heart at all.

This twisted spirit is a powerful and bizarre curse force, generated from the Book of Fate of the Artifact in the ancient city of Sargus. If it is integrated into Rhodes' soul, the consequences will be disastrous.

Lannister rushed forward, trying to prevent the spirit from blending in, but it was too late.

The twisted spirit submerged directly into Rhodes' soul, leaving only an indifferent and sharp word in the void.

"That's stupid."

Lannister's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

He threw himself on Rhodes, trying to use his psychic energy to force the Twisted Spirit out, but it triggered the body's own rejection.

Rhode's psionics refused his psionic entry.

Lannister didn't know well, if he used force again, psionic rejection would turn into psionic hostility.

At that time, he would have to engage in a dangerous psionic duel with Rhodes.

"Oops, I have to send Rhodes back to the royal city quickly. The Soul Master of Soul Church may have a way."

Lannister ran out quickly, only to bump into Celie head-on.

"Ouch! Big liar, what are you doing?"

Lannister went through the process quickly and briefly.

Celie's eyes widened.

"You sent us away because of this? Are you an idiot? Can you not do things you are not sure about? If something happens to Rhodes, my mother will cook you and eat you!"

Lannister said calmly: "Don't worry, we can send Rhodes back with a psionic carriage. If he can be rescued by the Soul Master within two quarters of an hour, the probability of Rhodes having a problem is very small."

"But we don't have a psionic carriage!"

"Mr. Churcher has it!"

"Then contact the teacher!"

Celie quickly took out the Raven Messenger, but was held down by Lannister.

"No, Teacher Churcher is fighting, so he may not be able to receive the Spirit Crow messenger."

"Then what?" Celie glared at him.

Lannister said calmly: "Use the highest level flares."

Celie hesitated for a second.

The highest-level flares meant they were in a life-and-death crisis that could decide an area, and anyone who saw it had to come unconditionally.

This will cause chaos on the battlefield.

But she only hesitated for a second, then turned around immediately and ran out without saying a word.

What they didn't know was that at this moment, Rhodes was sleeping soundly in the rocking chair in the dream cabin.

Suddenly, a needle-like feeling woke him up.

"What the hell... oops, does this chair have teeth?"

Rhodes jumped up and looked back.

Nothing has changed on the rocking chair?

"It's really weird."

Rhode scratched his head and walked out of the hut. When he was about to go to the Soul Altar to have a look, he suddenly saw a strange spirit in the center of the dream.

It was eerily white, distorted and deformed, and looked very uncomfortable.

"what is this?"

Rhode watched curiously as it swam slowly in the air, as if it had fallen into a swamp.

The powerful force from the dream is suppressing it, and its movements are getting slower and slower, like a fly that has fallen into a cobweb.

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible!"

It's like a broken gramophone ~www.mtlnovel.com~ repeating the phrase.

Rhode walked over curiously, and the twisted spirit suddenly saw him and was startled.

"You! It's you!"

Rhodes wondered: "Is it me? What are you?"

The twisted spirit screamed: "You are the sky..."

Peng!

The whole Taoist spirit was crushed into pieces and turned into countless gray fragments.

They stayed in the air for a while, then passed Rhodes and flew directly into the crystal wall of the Soul Altar.

A golden handwriting appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

[Part of the soul fragment of the ancient **** of fate, Yanosadag]

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