The Last King of Darkness Chapter 320

What?

Rhodes almost suspected that he had read it wrong.

This inexplicable thing appeared, and after saying a few inexplicable words, it died inexplicably.

However, it turned out to be the soul fragment of the ancient **** of fate?

Rhodes came to the Soul Altar and saw the soul at a glance.

It is different from all souls, and the entire soul body is golden from the inside out.

And all other souls, no matter what color they appear in spiritual vision, are a gray fog on the soul altar.

Why is it so special? Is it because of the ancient gods?

But the remnant soul of the ancient **** Heragtos, the last rebirth of flesh and blood, was also gray.

Rhodes wanted to ask about the Book of Knowledge, but this guy hasn't woken up yet, it has been sleeping for several days.

Hopefully this time its soul can recover a little more.

Rhodes thought.

It's better to be able to recover completely at once, so that many things will be easy to handle, and many problems will not have to pay the price.

The characteristic of the Book of Knowledge itself is to acquire knowledge at a price. In the earliest days, Rhodes had to put something in its mouth when he asked any question.

Since the price of demand varies, it is very troublesome and expensive, and Rhodes is not willing to ask.

When its soul recovered a little, it suddenly became much more useful.

There are fewer problems that need to be paid. In most cases, it is enough to just feed it spirituality, and there are many things about spirituality in Rhodes. Sacrificing a powerful monster soul can get a lot of spirituality. It even eats a book even if it breaks Not finished.

Ugh.

Wake up early, I'm still waiting to hunt the spirit world monsters and other remnants of the ancient **** of rebirth, Heragtos.

Rhodes sighed in his heart and focused his eyes on the soul fragments of the ancient **** of destiny.

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

[From the ancient **** of fate, Yanosadag]

【Great Soul】

【Have 1 source】

[This is a torn soul fragment, a twisted thing formed after alienation, but its nature has not been changed, and it still has the personality of a god]

Surprise came instantly, and Rhode couldn't help but clapped his hands.

it is good!

Finally got a great soul.

[Star Shuttle] The three great souls required for the full state have finally completed one third.

And there is actually a source, and he has taken another solid step on the road of igniting new stars.

Rhodes was overjoyed, but he never thought that he could get such a gift when he was sleeping in a dream.

Who is so kind?

After turning around, there was nothing unusual in the dream.

Rhodes decided to go out and have a look.

As soon as the thought moved, the consciousness instantly returned to the material world.

When I opened my eyes, there was no one in the medical room, but the strong **** aura shot straight to my nose.

Rhodes got up immediately and saw the flesh and blood on the ground and the headless corpse lying on the ground at a glance.

The body did not disappear, proving it was a human.

He was wearing the uniform of a medical officer, apparently from inside the lighthouse.

Rhodes frowned.

Why were the people inside the lighthouse killed? Does it have something to do with that twisted spirit?

At this moment, a few logistics personnel ran in, and when they saw Rhodes, they were so frightened that they sat on the ground.

"What's the matter with you?"

Rhodes frowned.

"What happened here?"

Seemingly hearing his sensible question, the logistics staff's face suddenly improved, and tentatively asked: "Sir, how do you feel?"

"How about what? What happened to me?"

"Your Excellency Xilie said that you are possessed by an evil spirit, and you must quickly return to the Church of Souls for treatment."

"I was possessed by an evil spirit?"

Rhode's heart moved, no wonder it was the soul?

He was silent for a few seconds, and saw that the logistics staff were carrying stretchers in their hands, while other staff were holding cleaning tools, apparently coming to wash the floor.

"Do you know what happened?"

The logistics staff looked at each other in dismay: "We don't know anything, it was Your Excellency Xilie who notified us to come and carry people."

"Where are Celie and Lannister?"

"They went outside the tower and said they wanted to urgently contact Your Excellency the Guardian."

Rhode nodded, and with a light figure, he came outside the lighthouse in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, a huge crimson light erupted above the head, and the pure red light penetrated the black fog and turned everything into red.

The white prostitute Celie and the white prostitute Lannister stood side by side outside the tower, looking at the crimson light, but did not recover for a while.

"Hey…"

As soon as Rhode said a word, the two were startled.

Celie turned around in an instant, and a large silver knife appeared from her hand instantly.

And Lannister had already flown into the air, and the wind was whistling around him.

"it's me…"

But the two did not relax their vigilance, Lannister sneered: "I didn't expect you to wake up so soon, but we have already sent a signal that the Guardian Lord will come soon, you can't run away."

Rhode hurriedly explained: "It's me, I'm Rhode, that twisted spirit has been digested by me, you don't need to call for help."

Lannister said calmly, "Are you a fool for me?"

Rhode's mind flashed, and he smiled: "Do you remember what you said to me on the floating carriage? You said that your time is very long and you will not lose to me."

Lannister's little white face turned red in an instant, and he almost fell from the air.

Celie glared angrily: "Do you dare to point your face?"

Lannister stabilized his body and said sternly: "I'm sorry, although an hour is indeed not long, Celie is not very satisfied, but it will last longer than you. Celie told me that she is even more unhappy with you. satisfy."

Sealy's whole body was blown out, but she kept her mouth shut when she saw Lannister's secretive eyes.

Rhode frowned and said, "What are you talking about? When did you say the time? And I have never been in contact with Xi Li. I didn't know her at all before I came to the Palace of Fire."

As soon as the voice fell, Lannister let go of the wind, jumped in from outside the tower, and hugged Rhodes.

"Brother, it seems that you are really fine. When that strange spirit disappeared into your soul, I was really worried."

Celie was also full of joy, and patted her chest again and again: "It's great, it's great!"

Rhodes felt a psionic energy sweep across his body. He knew that Lannister was still worried, so he let go of the psionic energy and let him scan it.

The psionic energy swept across his soul and found nothing unusual. Lannister let go of him and looked at a rare treasure.

"You really digested it? Is it... a black rice bucket?"

Rhode nodded reluctantly, the black rice bucket did absorb the spirit, but strictly speaking, it was the dream that killed it.

The existence of the dream is very special, and it seems to have reached some kind of wonderful state of coexistence with his soul. So far, no examination has been able to find anything unusual.

But I don't know whether it was intentional or not, no monsters invaded his soul, the only time was in Fanxing Town, a powerful monster tried to invade, but I don't know why it gave up at the last moment.

It was not clear at the time, but now that I think about it, it may be the instinct of the monster that there is a huge danger in invading the soul.

In this way, the strange spirit is obviously man-made.

Only people can do stupid things like home delivery.

When Rhode was about to say something, Lannister immediately let go of him and said quickly: "Quick, Celie, send another signal flare to indicate that the highest crisis has been lifted!"

Celie suddenly woke up, and immediately took out another signal flare and input her psionic energy.

The flare rose into the sky, blasting out a white light.

At this time, the red light representing a huge crisis has not yet fallen.

Celie felt relieved a little, remembering what Lannister said just now, she was instantly furious.

"Big liar! Do you dare to make a face? Second man dares to say an hour? Fortunately, you are not Rhodes!"

Lannister coughed: "I'm sorry, I was too nervous the first time, it won't be like this next time."

"Bah! Do you want another time?"

Lannister was about to say something, when suddenly, his collar began to heat, and the flame mark burned.

He immediately held down the marker, and a psychic projection appeared in front of him.

It was the Guardian Churchell.

"What are you doing?"

The projection angrily scolded.

"The flares are played by you? Do you know how precious they are? Moonstones have been out of stock for ten months! And the instant psionic communication of this temple, every time you use it, you will consume a fire potion! "

Lannister immediately bowed to apologize: "I'm sorry, teacher, it's my fault."

"What happened to you? Why did you signal for help twice in such a short period of time, but then immediately signaled to relieve the crisis?"

Lannister told the story in the shortest possible language.

The projection turned his head, and sure enough he saw Rhodes and Sealy beside him.

"You mean, a Doomsday Cultist tried to attack Rhodes? After you saw through and killed him, another cursed spirit flew into Rhodes' soul, but was melted by his black rice bucket?"

"Yes, Mr. Churcher, I have checked, Rhode's soul is intact, there is no mutation, blackening, or pollution."

The projection fell silent.

The image formed by this psychic energy is always facing his face. Although he can't see anything else, he can find that the muscles on his face are constantly changing, and the psychic energy ebbs and flows, as if in a fierce battle.

"Okay, if it's your inspection, there shouldn't be a big mistake, but just in case, I will notify someone to go to your lighthouse for a detailed inspection to avoid any hidden dangers."

He paused and continued.

"I will inform Wang Cheng about this matter, and the Healing Sect has to check it carefully, so that the Doomsday Cultists can sneak in... In addition, you will send another signal bomb to relieve the crisis to avoid misunderstandings."

"is teacher."

Celie raised another white flare, and the projected face instantly brightened.

Churchill's tone softened.

"It's alright... It didn't cause any chaos. The situation in various places is not very good now, and there can be no more disruption."

"Teacher, when will the Legion arrive?"

"There is still a period of time, the location of the Trident River is too far away, and the assembly of the army is very difficult..."

Suddenly, there was a huge shake on the screen, and the interference of spiritual energy became extremely serious.

It wasn't until dozens of seconds later that the screen returned to normal.

But several huge wounds have appeared on Churcher's face, and the black breath is scrambling to drill into the wounds.

Churcher opened his mouth to eat something, and the black aura was gradually dispelled.

"The king ant is really tricky."

He turned his head and said.

"Little guys, you have been guarding the lighthouse at No. 20 for the past few days. The fierce battle seems to have awakened the ghosts in the river. Don't let them interfere with the battlefield on the west side. It is already very dangerous."

Lannister asked calmly: "Teacher, is the situation bad now? Have we found the queen's position?"

Churchill gave a rare sigh.

"No, the queen's psychic energy is too strong, any detection will have no effect on it, we can't move an inch in the underground world, the entrance near the Trident River is still pouring out of magic ants, and the White Tower observed the entire area. The black mist is gathering here, obviously, if we can't kill the queen ants, we will never be able to clear these crawling bugs."

He paused and continued.

"However, the little guys have done a good job. We have stabilized the situation for the time being, but I don't know how long it can last..."

"Okay, it's time for communication, that's all. If you have any questions, go to Commander Tyrion. Don't use the Spirit Crow messenger to find me. In such dark depths, it will get lost."

With a snap, the psionic communication disappeared.

Lannister dropped his hand, and the flame mark on it returned to its original shape.

Rhodes glanced curiously and asked, "Can we contact Teacher Churcher like this?"

"No, this is the privilege of first-level combatants. Only the triple flame sign has such an ability, and the consumption is also very high. Generally, it is not used."

Celie curled her lips and said, "You're talking nonsense again, do you think Rhodes doesn't know?"

I really don't know... Rhodes carefully recalled what Lannister said just now, suddenly thought of something, and asked.

"You mean, that spirit floated out after you killed him?"

"right."

"Is it the creation of the Book of Fate?"

"According to speculation, it is like this. The great leader of the polluter sect has influenced many people through the Book of Destiny. He has become a big source of pollution and a huge instability factor in the royal city. The Internal Affairs Judgment is stepping up to search for him, but He's hiding too deep, and it hasn't been fruitful."

Rhodes fell silent.

If the Twisted Spirit is the creation of the Book of Destiny~www.mtlnovel.com~ does that mean that the essence of the Book of Destiny is the soul of the ancient **** of destiny?

The dignified **** was turned into a book?

He remembered that Meredith, the master of the White Tower, told him that the ancient **** of fate and the ancient **** of rebirth were special ancient gods, and they disappeared for some unknown reason.

And they are looking for the ancient **** of fate.

At that time, Meredith told him that he had the breath of the ancient **** of fate on him. Once the ceremony was ready, let him go back to cooperate with them to hold the ceremony and find the whereabouts of the ancient **** of fate.

But if his inference is true, then there is no need at all. The ancient gods of fate have been made into a book, and they have already died, and it is impossible to help Trorian.

Even if I went to find her, I went to the sewers to find it.

Of course, Rhodes wasn't sure if his speculation was true.

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