The ethereal subjective feeling of "intuition" is not something that can be ignored here.
The prophets, observers, explorers of the spiritual world, etc. in the White Tower often obtain certain dangerous omens through "intuition". Yinyeta, known as the strongest prophet in a hundred years, relies on "intuition"
"To prophesy.
In addition, powerful fire bearers will occasionally obtain such intuitions. Some scholars believe that this may be the result of some kind of spiritual disturbance that accidentally resonates with the soul.
Although it is not always correct, it is worth paying attention to.
The more powerful, weird, and rare the characteristics are, the more attention should be paid to them.
The black rice bucket is such a fire characteristic.
It has countless functions, is so weird that it doesn’t look like a fire at all, and is so rare that even if you search through the entire library, you won’t be able to find another fire like this.
Coupled with the strange situation of the monster disappearing inexplicably, Herman somewhat believed it.
But he still did not agree immediately, but asked the White Tower again for confirmation.
At this moment, the people in the White Tower were also extremely shocked.
Many people gathered in the spiritual world hall, looking for traces of the strange spiritual world phenomena.
The sudden disappearance of the psychic energy fluctuations of the invading monsters in the spiritual world is something that has never happened before.
Meredith, the Lord of the White Tower, and Yin Yeta, the Great Prophet, were both present.
High-level seers and tower observers are frantically exploring in front of psychic instruments.
Everyone is eager to know the reason, hoping to gain a deeper understanding of the spiritual world.
Suddenly, one person suddenly thought: "Could it have sneaked into the material world quietly?"
"Idiot, unless you fall into silence, the psychic fluctuations cannot disappear from the sight of the big eyes."
The Big Eye is a miraculous creation at the top of the White Tower. It can detect the smallest fluctuations of spiritual energy. It is an artifact used by the White Tower to observe the spiritual world, detect the surroundings, and warn the depths of the black mist.
In theory, big eyes can sense the spiritual energy fluctuations at the end of the universe and beyond the stars.
Of course, this is actually impossible.
Any being with psychic energy will emit psychic energy fluctuations, and countless fluctuations are mixed together, like an endless desert.
And every grain of sand in this desert is intertwined with countless smaller ripples.
To distinguish them, specific positioning data is needed.
The farther the distance, the more data is needed.
But on the other hand, once locked, it will not be easily lost.
When the grotesque disordered demon accelerated toward them, it produced such specific data that it was different from other psychic fluctuations.
This provides the basis for differentiation.
The White Tower noticed it immediately, and came to analyze this data of psychic energy fluctuations, trying to "independently" it out.
And when the grotesque disordered demon tried to cross the space barrier, the White Tower had completely positioned it and paid close attention to its every move.
At this moment, an incredible thing happened - its spiritual energy fluctuations disappeared.
Even one percent of the vision assigned to the big eye did not find it again.
"...Do you think it will die?" Another person said.
"Impossible. There is nothing unusual about its spiritual energy fluctuations. It disappeared suddenly. A monster of this strength cannot be killed instantly."
"Yes, if a battle breaks out, there will inevitably be large-scale changes in psychic energy fluctuations."
"Maybe it suddenly fell asleep and entered a state of silence while crossing the space barrier."
"Hahaha, I thought monsters had no brains like you, right? Can they fall asleep during intense exercise?"
The man suddenly blushed and argued hard: "Nothing is impossible! Your point of view is too narrow!"
Arguments erupted in the hall. Everyone had different opinions and tried to persuade the other.
But no one succeeded.
In the center of the hall, several senior tower observers were reporting the situation to Meredith and Yinetta.
"Your Excellency, we re-analyzed the nearby psychic fluctuations, and after putting back the originally filtered clutter, we discovered a strange phenomenon."
The observer at the top of the tower presented a piece of paper full of blurry spots and messy lines.
"Please see, there is a strange psychic pulse here. It is very short and fleeting, as if something flashed and exploded."
"We followed this spiritual energy pulse and found a small spiritual energy fluctuation. It had an unimaginable speed and fell from a high level. The moment it passed through the grotesque demon of disorder, the latter's spiritual energy fluctuations disappeared." Yinyeta frowned.
"What does this mean? Are you implying that this powerful spiritual monster was killed by a blow from something like dust?"
The observers at the top of the tower lowered their heads deeply.
"Sir, I dare not say this, but this coincidence is too strange."
Yinyeta's tone became stern: "You can't use coincidence to explain the problem. Whenever we are in crisis, a mysterious and powerful spiritual being will come to help us resolve the crisis? This is a very dangerous idea, God's Prayer
Can't you see the research in the room? The gods are dead, weird has taken their place, prayers are madness, and responses are curses."
The observers at the top of the tower hurriedly apologized.
This is a taboo that Trorian has gained through countless painful lessons.
Countless people once believed in the existence of God. Behind the vast black fog, there might be a powerful savior hidden. As long as it appears, the world will regain its light.
But those who put their hope in God only bring blood and disaster in the end.
After countless tragedies were repeated, people finally gave up. Trorian strictly prohibited praying to objects other than fire, controlled all prayers or psychic rituals, and listed corresponding items as taboos.
Due to the special nature of the White Tower, this idea is strictly guarded against.
Once you are suspected, you may be kicked out of the White Tower, or you may be imprisoned in a dungeon.
The Lord of the White Tower, Meredith, gently patted the trembling shoulder of the observer on the top of the tower, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't be so sensitive, Yinyetta, maybe it's just some unknown phenomenon in the spiritual world. We don't know anything about the spiritual world."
We still know too little to rule out this possibility."
Yinyeta was silent. He didn't agree with the teacher's words, but he didn't want to refute it.
Meredith continued: "You record it in detail as one of the samples for observing the spirit world. If a similar situation occurs again in the future, you will have a reference."
The observer at the top of the tower burst into tears of gratitude and bowed his head deeply: "Yes, Your Excellency, the Tower Master."
"Let this be the case, everything will return to normal."
The observer at the top of the tower was about to turn around when he suddenly remembered something and asked: "Your Excellency, Tower Master, the combat command post in the Trident River area is asking about the specific situation of the monsters in the spirit world. They want to know whether the central area is safe. How should I reply to them?"
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Meredith smiled and said: "Tell them that the threat from the spiritual world has been lifted, and the central area is no longer an unconventional high-risk area."
"As for the monsters in the spirit world, let's just say they are missing."
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Heman finally got an accurate reply from the White Tower, and his heart finally fell into his stomach.
"So."
He issued the order from the top regional commander.
"Hunt the king ant according to the originally planned action, find the queen, and return the Sky Beacon to Rhodes."
"Notify Wind City that the special operation has been postponed but has not been lifted. Please prepare, Sir Alan."
The order was conveyed quickly.
Herman breathed out and was about to say something to Rhodes when suddenly, a messenger rushed up and roared, turning into a burning demon.
"No, this is impossible! What did you do?"
The sudden change shocked everyone.
Only Rhodes reacted first, flying over like lightning and inserting his right hand directly into his chest.
Peng.
As if shaking from the void, Rhodes pinched the thread of his soul with his five fingers.
The demon froze, his burning eyes looking at him in disbelief, but then became ferocious again.
"Hehehe, son of destiny... Struggle is useless, your destiny cannot be changed, Alan will definitely die, Trolian will eventually..."
Peng!
Rhodes drew back his hand and broke the soul thread.
The demon roared and burned to ashes, flying up black dust and covering most of the room.
A black line penetrates into the chest.
【Burning Demon's Soul】
"Bah!"
Rhodes spat.
"What rubbish? Who the hell is talking nonsense to you?"
I was secretly proud of myself: "My speed has increased again. If it wasn't so clean before,"
Turning around, it immediately turned into a smiling face.
"Your Excellency, Commander, are we setting off now? When will the road signs be delivered?"
This is a key item. Maybe Alan can use the east wind to touch the soul of the insect queen.
Suddenly, the Book of Knowledge started making noise in his mind again: "Hey? There seems to be something in Star Square that can be repaired with souls. This soul comes just in time. Master, you are so great!"
This guy.
Rhodes ignored it and just stared at Herman.
Unexpectedly, Heman ignored him the first time he came back to his senses. Instead, he held his head with his eyes empty.
"Little Lark? Him? How could he be a doomsday cultist?"
Tyrion squatted on the ground, pinched the ashes, examined them carefully, and said in a deep voice: "No, no, little Lark can never be a doomsday cultist, and the same is true for the previous logistics personnel. This is some kind of method, some kind of curse.
,Some kind of erosion!"
Bang!
The wooden table collapsed with Heman's punch. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's Asa, he must be responsible for it! And the Book of Destiny!"
Asa seems to be the leader of the Defiler Sect... Rhodes asked carefully: "Are they...cursed?"
Tyrion said with a slightly sad tone: "Yes... they cannot be doomsday cultists. Some kind of mysterious curse power has completely transformed them into monsters."
Rhodes was shocked: "Then I killed the wrong person?"
Tyrion shook his head slightly: "This is irreversible. Once you become a monster, you can never turn back into a human. The way we purify pollution is to cut off the eroded parts. The gaseous layer of the soul can be regenerated, but
Once pollution invades the core layer of the soul, we cannot purify it, and there is nothing we can do."
"Then he can kill people at will, right?"
"No, this seems to have certain restrictions. It cannot be used frequently, and it cannot be used on humans with powerful souls. They are only combatants in reserve, and their psychic level has not reached three."
Rhodes was slightly relieved, but still felt very uncomfortable.
On the side, Heman forcibly controlled his emotions and said in a deep voice: "I will report this matter to Wangcheng. I will definitely repay this bloody debt to him personally."
Tyrion looked at him slightly worriedly: "Herman, we..."
"I know!"
Herman waved his hand and became the shrewd and capable commander again.
"Now, carry out the mission! We will accompany you."
"We?"
"Yes, there is not much pressure on the region. Now the key battlefield is in the center. After killing all the king ants and killing the insects, all the problems will be solved."
"I understand."
Just like that, the hunting begins again.
There are two more commanders in the team.
Tyrion's characteristic is that annoying stone cannon, which is slow and powerful. He is Rhodes's least favorite cancerous teammate.
He-Man is a Spark Sequence, igniting seven kinds of fire. Each kind of fire increases the strength. He is good at the front position. He always charges forward with a big knife. He can cut the monster in half with one knife. He is also Rhodes
My least favorite toxic teammate.
There are also Lain and Frank. One of their characteristics is scarlet lightning and the other is inorganic transformation. They are also very powerful.
Coupled with Lannister, Celie, Annabeth, and Mavis, this has formed a very powerful team.
But this time, the situation is different.
Rhodes' [Star Shuttle] has reached its complete state, and ten fingers can condense the Star Shuttle.
This is ten times the firepower.
Ten star shuttles are launched at the same time, and a group of monsters can be wiped out in one round.
The fast star shuttle can fire one round in three seconds.
A group of demonized ants were wiped out by Rhodes within ten seconds.
All the monsters were dead before Herman rushed forward. He stood there in shock, looking back and asking: "Was he like this before?"
Annabeth answered quickly: "He didn't cum as much before."
Obviously, Rhodes' strength has become stronger again, and everyone in the team looked at him with surprise and envy.
Rhodes was in a great mood and said with a smile: "Let's speed up the efficiency."
"Let's go!" Heman slapped his chest fiercely: "I have never lost to a young man!"
In the following period, this team swept through a large area with unprecedented efficiency.
Whether they were demon ants, worker ants, king ants, or king ants, they were all killed one after another.
It was either pierced, cut into pieces, or blown into powder.
They were like whirlwinds, leaving only a large patch of ashes wherever they passed.
The other palace warriors also went very smoothly. Under the leadership of Churcher, they quickly approached the entrance to the underground world.
The mission of killing the insect queen has never been closer to completion than at this moment.
Everyone is happy that this long-lasting nightmare is finally over.
As the number of king ants decreases rapidly, the powerful spiritual power of the queen becomes increasingly clear.
As long as you find the existence of the Insect Queen and place a beacon in the sky, the great Alan will come across space and kill her.
The crisis in the Trident River region is over, and Trorian's expansion operations will be back on track.
The humans who have survived in this dark world are about to complete an extremely great cause.
However, for some reason, the closer he got to this goal, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.
