The Last Dark King

Rhodes almost jumped up and shot him.

Fortunately, he soon discovered that although half of Caramon's body was broken and looked miserable, there were blue water waves surrounding the wound, keeping him alive as much as possible.

Moreover, under the observation of the Eye of the Soul, his soul is still in a complete human form. Although it is very weak and shows signs of collapse, it is still "active" at this time.

Probably not dead.

That's okay, your life is really tough... But when I think about the many strange places in this world, it's not particularly difficult to accept. Rhodes asked hurriedly:

"what should I do?"

Caramon reluctantly pointed at his waist with one hand.

Rhodes immediately took out a small bottle from his waist, which was filled with yellow-orange liquid that looked like fruity oranges.

"Drink?" Rhodes asked tentatively.

Caramon nodded very gently.

Rhodes poured the fruity orange into his mouth. The liquid gave off a sparkling light the moment it was poured out. It evaporated quickly after entering the mouth and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had been absorbed into the soul.

The act of drinking seems to be just a ritual.

After finishing one bottle, Rhodes asked hurriedly: "Is it okay?"

Caramon did not answer, he closed his eyes, his face was as pale as paper, and he was not breathing, but Rhodes could clearly see that his spirit was temporarily stable and no longer had a tendency to collapse.

Probably survived.

Rhodes stood up and looked at the open space not far away, where his heart was before.

From just now, he realized that something was calling him here.

He originally thought it was the strange heart, but he didn't expect that the feeling would become stronger after the heart was taken away, as if it was shouting in his ears.

But Rhodes had been in a life-and-death crisis before, and then he had to save Caramon, so he had no time to pay attention.

It wasn't until now that he took a look from the air and discovered a strange pattern on the empty space where his heart was.

They were two sharp fold lines, staggered up and down, like two lightning bolts passing by.

Lightning symbol!

Rhodes' eyes widened for a moment.

Isn't this the lightning symbol?

It's exactly the same as what I saw when the migration team was destroyed!

Rhodes' heart started beating fast. He looked around and immediately spotted the black stones placed around him.

The composition they formed is no different from what I saw at first!

The only difference is that red stone was used then and black stone is used now.

How is this going?

Why is there a lightning bolt symbol here?

Why is it calling me?

Rhodes' heart was beating extremely fast, and the rushing blood hit his eardrums.

He felt that he was very close to the truth of the matter, and perhaps, he would soon be able to uncover the mystery of the destruction of the migration team.

Only one key is missing.

Suddenly, an idea came to Rhodes' mind.

What would happen if I stepped in now?

Will the key be found?

There was a faint human voice in the distance, and a dazzling light illuminated the sewer, and it was quickly approaching here.

Obviously, the guard force of the royal city has discovered the abnormality, and the real supporters have arrived.

There was no time to hesitate. Just like before, Rhodes stepped directly into the pattern.

The next moment, his body felt hot, as if something hot had been inserted into it.

Then his eyes went dark, and countless images rushed towards him.

In the dark sewer, four people wearing black priest robes gathered together.

They raised their hands together, and the huge heart was held in their hands.

They cut open a corpse, drew patterns with blackened blood, and used black stones to create larger ritual compositions.

There were roars in the darkness, as if a monster was coming.

The picture disappeared, the strange feeling faded, Rhode came back to his senses, and the pattern under his feet quickly evaporated, turning into fine black dust and scattered away.

All this is exactly the same as what happened before.

Rhodes was moved in his heart and looked down.

Sure enough, there was a new pattern on the back of the hand.

It is a regular heptadagon with a circle on the outside and a cross on the inside.

This is?

Rhodes was startled, and the tangled mystery in his mind seemed to be found and part of it was pulled away.

An unknown door was pushed open, and countless new information and possibilities rushed towards him.

But he has no time to think now, he just wants to stay away from here.

Carrying Caramon on his back, Rhodes ran towards the light. There was a low humming sound behind him, and the sewer was trembling, as if some unknown monster had been disturbed.

Five people wearing watchmen's costumes rushed towards him, and the huge bright light came from the lanterns on their waists.

Rhodes shouted: "Quick, save him! He is seriously injured!"

One of the watchmen rushed up to take Caramon, and the other took out a red stone and placed it in front of his eyes, with a red light flashing.

"There are no signs of infestation."

He placed the red stone in front of Caramon, and a red light flashed.

At that moment, Rhodes clearly saw a black thing deep in Caramon's soul. The red light disappeared in an instant, and Caramon's soul returned to normal.

"If there are suspicious signs of infection, hand it over to the Soul Church immediately."

The watchman holding Caramon rose into the air and left.

The other person grabbed Rhode's arm, jumped onto the hole at the top of the sewer, and quickly left here.

When Rhodes came to the ground again, he breathed a sigh of relief in the empty environment.

The watchman dragged him up, jumped onto the roof, and flew across the building. The strong light from the lantern on his waist dispelled the black fog above his head. His speed was very fast, like lightning flying through dark clouds.

Occasionally when the clouds fell, Rhodes would see watchmen emitting bright lights standing everywhere on the rooftops of this neighborhood. They were like bright lights in the dark, which made people feel inexplicably reassuring.

Soon, Rhodes asked: "Where are we going?"

The person on duty replied briefly: "The Royal City Military and War Department."

Rhodes vaguely remembered that the Ministry of Military War seemed to be a very important department in the Royal City, and the Defense Department was its subordinate agency.

"Am I going to be examined?"

The watchman gave him a strange look: "Report the information and explain the situation."

Well, I always regard myself as a suspect, although it is indeed very suspicious... Rhodes calmed down and asked again:

"I still have many companions... have you found them?"

The watchman nodded slightly.

"How...are they doing?"

The person on duty replied in a softer tone: "Three of the four suspected doomsday cultists died, and one more is being rescued. The person on duty, Levi, is rescuing him urgently, but his spiritual energy is exhausted and his spirit is damaged. Too optimistic. Two of your companions have been sent to the church medical center of the Healing Order. One of them is luckier. Although he is seriously injured, he has a strong healing effect. "

"It is more dangerous to be alone. Corrosive toxins have begun to corrode his spirit. However, the Healing Order has arranged for the central medical practitioner, Uther Ironthorn, to arrive urgently. He should be able to be rescued."

Rhodes felt relieved.

I didn’t expect Aunt User to be so strong, to be able to get special arrangements from the Healing Order and the trust of the watchers. She must have tried her best to treat me at the beginning.

It seems that the memory really cannot be brought back, and I can only rely on myself to pursue the truth.

Hum, the flowing water has no shape, the drifting wind cannot find any trace, there is always only one truth! I'm not a murderer, I'm a detective washing machine!

In random thoughts, the watchman crossed the high wall and came to the inner city, stopping in front of a huge castle-like building.