The Last Dark King

Sitting at the head of the other side of the steeple hall was a man of about thirty years old.

He was dressed in a green and white robe with a triple flame mark on the collar. He had a thin face, greasy black hair hanging down evenly from both sides, a huge aquiline nose, and cold and deep eyes.

"Lord Gula."

he said coldly.

"how's it going?"

Manolo Bana bowed slightly: "Sir Jon, Theodore is extremely ill and unconscious. He made a very stupid move. We will definitely win."

Jon's cold black eyes looked at him quietly.

"Lord Gula, until I truly inherit the throne of Fire, I can't say I will win."

Manolo Bana smiled and said: "Please rest assured that Wolfgang von Jon's name will be engraved on the royal weapon. The strength of your soul characteristics is far beyond that of other competitors. Only your wisdom and ideas will be engraved on the royal weapon." This is the right path for Trorian's future, and under your guidance, mankind can gain true peace."

Jon said coldly: "I hope so."

Manolo Bana bowed: "As it should be."

Jon didn't say any more, he flicked his fingers, and the flames in the fireplace in the hall burned violently.

This is not a natural flame, but a protective fire. In theory, as long as it is strong enough, it can become a holy fire.

Any human settlement exists around it. The real restriction on Trorian's outward expansion is the number of Guardian Fires.

Without it, no living thing can survive long in the eternal black mist.

It is impossible to make the guardian fire exist in a private fireplace just by being the chief judge of the House of Internal Affairs.

Only candidates for the king will do.

Every king of Trolian is born from a candidate for king.

The conditions for becoming a candidate for the king are very simple.

Ignite the fire of the soul, become a fire empowerer (spiritual fire sequence), and obtain the most important soul characteristic that has appeared in human beings since ancient times:

【Eternal Burning Fire】

It is so rare that only four people in the entire Trorian Kingdom possess it.

king.

Wolfgang von Jon.

Aligheili Dan Qingyu.

Modric Law Starsong.

Once the soul of the old king returns to the Holy Fire, the next new king will be born from Jon, Qingyu, and Xingge.

Only those who possess the characteristic of [Eternal Burning Fire] can resonate with the Holy Fire, gain the power of the Holy Fire and maintain its stability, and protect the Holy Fire never to go out.

There can only be one resonance object for the holy fire.

That is the king.

Those who decide who is qualified to become king are the elders in the Supreme Council. They are all figures who have made outstanding contributions to the kingdom and enjoy high prestige in the legions or government halls.

Their judging criteria are all the behaviors and achievements of the three since they became candidates.

According to Trorian's inheritance, the King's Candidate will also serve as a guardian, becoming the top officer of a defense zone and responsible for protecting the lives and safety of all civilians in the defense zone.

Jon is the guardian of the seventh defense zone, Qingyu is the guardian of the twelfth defense zone, and Xingge is the guardian of the fourteenth defense zone.

Currently, Jon is the most promising person to become the king, but the emergence of Qingyu poses a strong challenge to him. Her performance in the twelve defense zones is very good, and she has won the praise of many elders.

He must change this situation and attack Qingyu.

And Manolo Bana has found a very good entry point.

The only survivor of Red Rock Village, Rod.

Qingyu used his power to protect him, so as long as he is proved to be a doomsday cultist, the arrogance of Qingyu and his supporters can be severely dealt a blow.

Although there were some twists and turns in the plan, it did not affect the subsequent implementation. Manolo Bana believed that he could kill the arrogant little beast soon.

Although the other three chief adjudicators all favored him, he was not the only one in the Internal Affairs Adjudication Office.

Three huge figures stepped out of the flames and bent deeply towards Jon on the first seat.

They are the chief judges of the royal city.

"My Lord Jon, may the fire protect you forever."

Jon nodded slightly: "Three adults, I want to know whether Lord Lucian's attitude has changed."

The three justices looked at each other and said softly: "As before, Your Excellency, the Chief Adjudicator, is unwilling to participate in spreading flames."

Jon nodded. This was to be expected. Lucien was a die-hard who followed the ancient system. As long as he did not fall to Qingyu or Star Song, it would be fine. Although the real decision-makers were the elders, a powerful person with real power could There is so much to do.

"How is the case in Hongshi Village going?"

"We basically confirmed that it was done by the Defiler sect of the Doomsday Sect. They seem to have obtained a very powerful item that can tamper with a person's destiny to a limited extent. This is how the pseudo-archon Alex squeezed out the original The fate of the Archons, their purpose is to find a certain relic, and the ultimate goal is still to summon the evil god and replace it.”

"Guardian Qingyu is also pursuing it. This is an incident that happened in the 12th Defense Zone. They have the power and are making rapid progress."

Jon said quietly: "By interfering with them, we must not let them catch the murderer faster than us. If necessary, we can let the doomsday cultists go, but be careful not to leave any clues."

"yes."

"Lord Gula, you know what to do with the rest."

Manolo Bana bowed and said: "Please rest assured that Rhodes must be a heinous, heartless doomsday cultist who raped and killed women. I already have sufficient evidence."

Jon nodded slightly.

"I really didn't expect that Qingyu would do such a childish thing. You can check the relationship between them and see if there is any secret and unknown purpose."

The four of them bowed together and said, "Yes!"

"Where's Kingworth College?"

A justice replied: "They did not accept our proposal, but the restructuring method we proposed won the support of many elders."

Manolo Bana sneered: "Theodore has become old and confused, and is no longer suitable to be the general dean of Jinworth College. Giving the important task of cultivating the future of mankind to a 130-year-old man is a matter in itself. His stupid kindness should be thrown into the sewers of the royal city. "

"That's right." A justice agreed: "What about the Goldworth Star, choosing the people who have made the most progress, giving the best resources to those useless wastes, and so many support systems for the weak? ...This is simply a crime against humanity!”

"Yes! The academy should use cruel competition to select the strongest and eliminate the rubbish. Every resource needs competition to obtain. Students should pay huge tuition fees to the academy to support those who really have hope. In this way, the academy's Expenses can also be significantly reduced.”

Another justice also shouted: "The segregation system in the college should also be abolished. Parents should intervene in the affairs of the college. The children of the elite will always be the elite! The chief dean and the three branch deans should be replaced!"

"alright."

Jon stopped their criticism of Theodore.

"Continue to accuse the college, seize every loophole they have, and in the future, try to replace one or two branch deans with our people, especially the first dean Vera, and get rid of him as soon as possible ”

"yes!"

"Also, continue to destroy the defense of District 12, use rotten substances to lead monsters there, and frame the blame on the doomsday cultists. Don't leave any traces."

Manolobana bowed and said: "I will complete it. Their bones will pave the way for the new king and guide the Trorian Kingdom to a more correct path. Their deaths will have value and they will thank us." "

Jon nodded slightly, and the blazing flames ignited from his body, but the tables, chairs and carpets around him were not affected. He stood up and stepped into the guardian fire in the fireplace. With the help of the power of the fire, he was teleported to the place where he obtained it. area of ​​resonance.

Three justices also left one after another.

A moment later, another figure appeared in front of Manolo Bana.

He knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said, "Report from Watchman Levi."

Manolo Bana nodded: "How is the injury?"

"Protected by the shadow, my subordinate has recovered."

He raised his head. Under his half-iron mask, there was a horrific scar penetrating his throat. It was hard to imagine how he survived.

It was the watchman who came to assist Raistlin's team more than ten days ago.

"Very well, tell me your conclusion."

"Rhodes may be an abandoned son of the Polluter Sect. Unfortunately, I did not catch the black priest Selmy."

"It doesn't matter."

Manolo Bana showed a cold smile.

"As long as you can testify."

"yes."

"The next thing is to wait."

Manolo Bana stood up and looked down at the entire upper city from the high windows of the minaret.

In this huge city, the light of the fire is fading, the shadows are gradually falling, and the number of people on the roads is rapidly decreasing, rushing towards their respective homes.

The Fire Day has ended, the invisible sun has set over the mountains, the power of fire has weakened, and darkness has once again ruled the earth.

And this lonely city is nothing more than an ant-like existence in front of the invincible dark beast.

Manolo Bana really doesn't understand why some people dare to challenge this existence? Dare to raise your sword against these invincible giants?

They must be stopped!

"It's not enough. If Team Raistlin can testify..."

Manolo Bana pondered and fell into deep thought for a long time.

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Since the existence of Trorian, the prediction of dates and stars has been one of the most important tasks in the royal city.

Stargazers, astrologers, seers and spire watchers are the ones responsible for this work.

The White Tower in the upper city is where they work.

White Tower.

Star Observation Deck.

Lucian, the chief judge, stood on the edge of the tower, looking down at the royal city that was gradually surrounded by darkness, and whispered to himself.

"Why can such a small kingdom splinter into so many completely incompatible groups and sects? Why do some people still kill each other when humans are in such a desperate situation?"

It seems that he is asking himself, and he also seems to be asking those unknown existences.

But a voice behind him answered him.

"If human beings can unite as one, the legendary era when fire illuminated the earth will not be reduced to the present era ruled by darkness, leaving us to relive the glorious glory of mankind in ruins and ruins."

Lucian didn't answer. He looked silently for a moment and asked, "Are the big eyes still functioning normally?"

The voice replied: "It's normal, my old friend. In the royal city, any combatant above level seven and psychic fluctuations above level five cannot escape its observation."

"How long until the next Fire Sunday?"

"The star core has no answer. The operation of the spiritual world has been disturbed by unknown disturbances and is quite chaotic. It has become difficult to predict the stars and celestial phenomena."

"Where's Kuroshio?"

"Well, it's almost time. You plan to take action then, right?"

Lucien did not answer, but said lightly: "The real test is about to come."

He jumped off the tower with a slight leap.

——

Outer city.

Unknown depths of sewers.

In a huge space, hundreds of people wearing black robes gathered.

A huge black flame rose among them, and cheers suddenly filled the ears.

A shadow emerged from the black flames. It was a hollow face, like a dark vortex.

Everyone knelt down and bent their bodies deeply.

"go."

The shadow gave the order.

"Kill the traitor Rod."

Hundreds of men in black robes shouted in unison: "Yes! The Lord's command is everything!"

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Kingworth College.

Three dormitory buildings.

After enduring Kashan's mental bombardment for more than half an hour, Rhodes successfully drove her back to his dormitory on the pretext of "If you don't go back, you will sleep with me."

That department chair, Miller, is such a rip off.

Rhodes thought angrily.

No matter what excuse he came up with, he had to say that he was caught by the inspector when he was staying in Hongfang Street.

He also said that the academy was very angry at this kind of behavior that corrupted the moral integrity, but there was no punishment for Nian's first offense. As the leader of the tenth group, Kashan must take good care of him and not let him do similar things again.

At that time, Rhodes felt something was wrong when he saw the veins popping up on Kashan's fists. Fortunately, he was very good at ventriloquism, so Kashan just nabbed him.

Time has been delayed for a long time, and Rhodes can't wait to return to the dreamland.

But just as he was about to close the door, another uninvited guest arrived.

It was one of the winners I met at the celebration that day, Hines from Apple Town.

As the assistant to the chief dean, he brought a message from the chief dean:

"I forgot to tell you, you can also cooperate with the Ash Diggers. I have written a letter of recommendation for you. If necessary, you can contact them according to the method on the letter."

Rhodes frowned.

Ash Digger?

He remembered Rogers saying that he was someone who specialized in researching and discovering the history of the Royal City.

Cooperate with them?

What's good?