Chapter 572 Doomsday disaster and hope of survival
Wang showed a joyful smile, waved his hand and said: "Isn't this everywhere?"
"What?"
Rhodes looked at the thick white ash under his feet in surprise.
"Are these monster ashes?"
Generally speaking, after a powerful monster dies, its dark soul dissipates, taking away most of the contaminated spirituality. The remaining body turns into soulless ashes, and the few remaining spiritual mixtures aggregate to form the monster's ashes. Since the black mist returns to the void and takes away all the pollution, the ashes of the newly born monster are absolutely pure without any pollution and have a variety of spiritual power and life force. They are usually used to make various potions or brew souls.
Soup.
The more powerful the monster, the more precious the monster ashes left behind.
The ashes of high-level monsters are one of the important resources of the royal city
However, it is usually only a small group, hidden in these thick ash.
Rhodes originally thought that these white ashes were lifeless ashes, but he didn't expect them to be the ashes of precious king-level monsters.
Wang smiled and nodded.
"Why are there so many?" Rhodes glanced around and saw that the entire Holy Fire Sacrifice was covered in a thick layer of white ash.
This amount is thousands of times more than other monsters.
Wang smiled and said: "These are the ashes of the monster of the King of the Deep Sea. Its huge body has gathered unimaginable power. Even if the black mist returns to the void, the remaining spiritual matter will fill up all the remaining ashes... There is nothing like this."
Even better, people from the pharmacy will be here soon, and we can make many powerful potions again."
Annabeth behind her suddenly cheered.
As someone who has climbed up from the bottom step by step, she understands the value of a piece of the ashes of a king-level monster.
"With so many ashes, many people can drink medicine that they usually can't drink! This is really great!"
At this time, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of Rhodes' eyes.
【Divinity 75 to be obtained】
75 points of divinity!
Rhodes was completely shocked!
Killed the King of the Deep Sea and gained 75 points of divinity!
Although it is very powerful, it is far away from humans and does not pose any threat to Trorian.
Rhodes never thought about how much divinity he would get from killing it. At most, because it is a king-level monster, it is a potential threat to mankind and a source of terrifying pollution in the spiritual world. It would be nice to give it a little divinity.
Unexpectedly, it provided the divinity to solve a major crisis.
Obviously, a large part of this is brought by these ashes.
Hahaha!
The King of the Deep is simply a treasure!
The king smiled and said: "The three of you will receive ten Fire Badges for this, the name of the Black Legion will be engraved in the Hall of Fire, and your deeds will be spread in the big library. This belongs to the Black Rice Tong, Centaur Niang and
The legend of the Ice Maiden, they will become part of Trorian history."
Annabeth was dissatisfied and said: "What kind of horse girl? I don't want this title!"
Mavis also rarely spoke: "I don't want it either."
Wang comforted him and said, "Okay, the specific name can be discussed with the missionary office of the Holy Church. After you confirm it, it will be entered into the big library."
Rhodes didn't want to speak at first, but at this moment, he felt strongly unfair.
"Can I change it?"
The king refused: "No, the black reputation has long been spread among Trolian. Every tavern and square in the royal city is singing about your deeds. Changing the name rashly will cause confusion and damage morale."
At this moment, Rhodes almost cursed, but for the sake of humanity, he held it back and focused on the Divine Sword of Destiny in his hand.
During the period of time it was under the control of the King of the Deep Sea, this ancient artifact has been severely corroded, with black cracks spreading on the sword, and the power of destiny has become dim, exuding a strong aura of decay.
"King, can this artifact still be used?"
Wang looked a little regretful.
"Unfortunately, its residual value may not be much. The King of the Deep Sea seems to be very thirsty for the power of destiny. Even if this power cannot be absorbed by it and will consume its spiritual energy, it is still pursuing it tirelessly...
The Divine Sword of Destiny has been damaged and contaminated as a result, and Wangcheng currently does not have the ability to repair this artifact."
Rhodes could only regretfully put it into his dream to see if there was any place to use it in the future.
At this time, a group of collectors dressed in gray-brown entered the Holy Fire Sacrifice.
They used special collection tools to carefully put the ashes into the ashes bags around their waists.
The entire work is under the supervision of the fire priest, and no one dares to raise his head and look directly at the king and the huge holy fire above.
That is their god and belief.
Rhodes stood aside, hesitating on how to tell the king about Star Soul.
There is no doubt that the object that seals the star soul and power of the Dark Devourer is among the ashes, but the whole story cannot be told.
There is no reason for him to go to all the ashes. That is too unreasonable.
Just as Rhodes was thinking, a collector suddenly let out a scream.
The eyes of several fire priests immediately swept over. A fire protector descended from the sky and stepped on him. Shining psychic ropes flew out of his sleeves like snakes and tied him tightly in an instant. p>
Annabeth covered her mouth in surprise. She saw the collector's face was in pain and his eyes were protruding, and she couldn't help shouting: "Be gentle, he is injured!"
No one paid attention to her. The other collectors seemed not to notice and only focused on their work.
It wasn't until several sharp knives were placed on his neck that the fire priest's questioning began.
"What happened?"
The collector reluctantly said: "I, I found that there is still a group of condensation among the ashes."
"Where?"
"In my collection tool, it's stuck."
The fire priest warned: "Don't move."
He leaned down and pulled the long collection tool from his arms without letting go of the rope.
The collector's arm was strangled with blood, but he endured the pain without saying a word. Annabeth couldn't bear it, grabbed Rhode's arm and begged: "Rhode, let them loosen up a little, he is just an ordinary person.
There is no threat to us."
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Rhodes didn't want to speak at first. This is the rule of the Holy Fire Sacrifice. Thousands of years of experience must have its reason. Breaking it rashly without knowing the reason is unwise behavior.
But he also knew that this condensation should be the object that sealed the star soul, so he thought about it and said: "Just relax a little."
The weight of Rhodes' words is different. He is the Son of Fire. Although the identity of the Hidden Fire One has not been made public, it is still known among the king's Zhili guards.
The fire priest bowed to Rhodes and ordered: "Relax a little."
The collector murmured: "Ah, thank you, thank you, my hand hurts too much, I'm sorry for causing you trouble..."
However, the moment the rope was loosened, the Collector's right hand was pulled out like lightning, and the soul that had no psychic power suddenly burst out with up to nine levels of psychic energy fluctuations, which was already the level of a third-level combatant. "Doomsday Cultist!" the Fire Priest yelled.
The sharp blade instantly pierced his neck, but he still threw the thing in his hand.
That is a heart, filled with blood and still beating.
And a big hole has been dug out in his chest.
"Destroy, maggots!"
he shouted.
"Light is always short-lived, and darkness is eternal! How can the evil fire of destruction understand the true meaning of life in darkness?"
Brush!
The fire on the sharp blade instantly engulfed him, but his heart had exploded and black liquid was scattered.
"Blackwater!" the fire priest shouted.
But in the next moment, an invisible force solidified the black water in mid-air.
Under the firelight, the pure black liquid was beating, constantly evaporating into black mist.
The king flicked his fingers, and a beam of fire shot out from the holy fire, swallowing up the black mist and even the black water.
After a while, the fire light dissipated and the black mist disappeared.
Behind the king, the huge holy fire was still there, but Rhodes, who had become a hidden fire user, was keenly aware that the aura of the holy fire was slightly weaker.
"Did you see it?"
Wang said softly.
"It's not that we are cruel. The Holy Fire Sacrifice is the heart of Trolian. The Doomsday Cultists want to destroy it all the time. Extinguishing the fire is their ultimate goal that they must accomplish at all costs. Even if it cannot be extinguished, as long as it can cause pollution, it will be
It’s considered a success, but in such a life-and-death struggle, kindness is useless.”
Annabeth knew she had made a mistake, and she didn't know why she felt so much sympathy at that moment. She bowed her head deeply and said:
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I was wrong, please punish me."
"No."
Rhodes took the responsibility: "This is my fault. Without my order, the fire priest will not let go."
Wang nodded: "Rhode, this is your dereliction of duty. You will be punished with no weekly salary for ten weeks."
This is not considered punishment. For Rhodes now, he does not need a weekly salary at all.
Rhodes understood what the king meant, and his reaction just now showed that although the doomsday cultist hid the black water in his heart in some way to avoid inspection, it should not have escaped the king's eyes.
This is telling him the duty of the king.
Rhodes always thought that the king was kind, but now it seems that the king is not just kind.
The traces of the riot were quickly cleaned up, and everything returned to its original state, but Rhodes felt very uneasy.
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but this doomsday cultist seemed to know what he was looking for and deliberately said the three words "condensation".
If this were not the case, Rhodes would never speak, and he would have no chance of succeeding.
What the hell is going on?
Are there any doomsday believers who can predict?
When Asa wakes up, I must question him carefully.
Rhodes thought.
Afterwards, Wang and Rhodes briefly discussed the issue of doomsday cultists.
The internal form of Trolian is now far better than it was a few years ago.
The internal worms have been basically cleared away, especially the Grand Judge series, and the Doomsday Cults have also suffered a serious blow. Under the continuous blows of Lucian, the Chief Judge, the Defiler Sect has been completely destroyed, and the Advent Sect has been hit hard.
Rhodes nodded. After losing Amon, it will be destroyed sooner or later.
The rest are the original sect of destruction and the sect of survivors that has always been hidden.
The Destruction Sect is a madman who wants to destroy everything. The collectors who attacked the Holy Fire Sacrifice are obviously from this sect. Putting out fires is what they do most.
The Survivor Sect is much milder. Its purpose is that the black mist is invincible. Instead of fighting to the death and dying in vain, it is better to find or build an off-world refuge and hide in the refuge forever.
The former has little influence within Trollian.
After all, there are only a few true lunatics, and as the internal environment of Trolian improves, there are fewer and fewer such people.
Although the latter has a certain influence, it rarely launches attacks on Trorian. Its biggest negative impact is negative.
The best way to eradicate it is to eliminate the soil in which it lives.
As long as mankind continues to win, its influence will become smaller and smaller, and eventually it will disappear quietly.
However, no matter which type they are, they are doomsday believers after all, and they must be eliminated in the hotbed and must not be allowed to develop.
During the long conversation, time passed by unconsciously.
Soon, most of the ashes in the Holy Fire Sacrifice were collected, and finally, a collector shouted in a calm voice.
"I found an anomaly! There seems to be a stone here!"
While speaking, he always bowed his waist and maintained a collecting posture.
The two fire priests just stood beside him without taking any coercive measures.
A firekeeper stepped forward and dug out the unattractive stone from the thick ashes.
Rhodes' heart suddenly jumped.
That’s right, that’s it!
The power separated and sealed by the previous dream master!
The core star of the dream, the star soul of the Dark Devourer!
When Rhodes was thinking about what excuse to use to get it over, Wang spoke.
"Well... this is the essence of this monster's ashes. It will be of great help to the newcomer who has just become the Spark Sequence less than two years ago and has ignited more than 13 fires."
Rhodes was overjoyed, yes, isn't this me?
Uh, no!
Isn’t this just me?
Wang, if you want to give it to me, can't you just read my name?
Rhodes scratched his head, feeling that Wang's favoritism was too obvious.
Does he know something?
Wang winked at him and continued: "In view of Rhodes' long-standing contribution to Trolian, let's give him the essence of this monster's ashes."
The fire priest did not hesitate and respectfully handed the stone into Rhodes' hands.
The moment he came into contact with it, Rhodes felt his soul boiling.
The Book of Knowledge shouted in his mind: "It's it, it's it, it's it! It's back, I feel it, it's back, master, send it to the dreamland!"
Rhode blocked the noise from the Book of Knowledge, raised his head, and turned his gaze to Wang.
Wang smiled slightly and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Little Rod, this is what you want, right?"
Rhodes was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.
"That's why you traveled thousands of miles to kill the King of the Deep Sea, right?"
Rhodes nodded.
"Don't be nervous."
Wang said gently.
"I know there is something unusual about you. This is very ordinary. Every genius has his own secrets. Some can be told and some cannot be told."
Rhodes looked at Wang in shock and blurted out: "Is there anyone else?"
Wang smiled and nodded.
"Of course there are, such as Misha, Alan, Kai, the Dark Moon Princess who inherited half of Olivia's brother's flesh and soul, and those new stars, Jessica, Taylor, Feixue, Double Star and Gemini
Goddess, it’s just that you develop faster than them, and the growth curves of new stars are different.”
He paused and continued.
"In the past twenty years, especially in the past five years, Trorian's super geniuses have appeared like a spurt. Although the external environment is harsh, there is a great revival in the new generation. Over the past few hundred years, several
Geniuses that appear once in a thousand years appear frequently, but our resources cannot bear such a large consumption, and some people have been buried because of this."
"I have a hunch that we will face an unprecedented catastrophe, which will determine the survival of the world."
"Of course, this is just my guess."
"But if this is true, this is our disaster and our opportunity. Can you understand? Rod."
Rhodes looked at the king in astonishment. He finally understood that Trorian had always indulged and protected him. It was impossible that no one would discover his abnormality, but no high-level officials had ever asked him about his secret.
"I know!"
Rhodes clenched his hands instantly.
Now that he knows this, he can start working more confidently and boldly.
Everyone has a tacit understanding and just doesn't speak out about their speculations.
Black Mist's source feedback is no joke.
But Rhodes was not afraid.
One day, he will stand in the sun and tell everything about him out loud.
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After leaving the Holy Fire Sacrifice, Annabeth and Mavis returned to their base.
After such a battle, they really need to take a good rest.
Rhodes finally gained time and space and returned to the dreamland.
The Book of Knowledge almost jumped over to the face and kept spinning around the stone.
Uncharacteristically, the puppets also followed Rhodes closely.
Only now did Rhodes have time to look at the stone carefully.
It doesn't look anything special and doesn't feel strange at all.
Only when the soul instinctively resonates with it can Rhodes know that it is extraordinary.
"How do I open it?" Rod asked.
The pages of the Book of Knowledge are turning over like crazy, trying to find all the knowledge that can answer this question.
After a while, it stopped and said confidently.
"Master, you need to throw it into the fire of the Dark Devourer yourself."
Rhodes glanced at the night sky in surprise. The red star in the middle was the Devourer of Darkness.
"It has been completed and quantified, and the bonfire has left the wasteland of souls."
The Book of Knowledge replied seriously: "But its essence has not changed. If you look at the stars and imagine approaching them, you can enter the stars, find the fire of the stars, and let the star soul return to its place."
Rhodes did as he was told, raised his head, and stared at the Dark Devourer.
It was like a dark red eye in the night sky. When Rhodes looked at it, it also looked at Rhodes.
However, when the thought of getting closer arose in his mind, the next moment, the world turned around and the stars quickly approached.
As his eyes darkened, he entered the interior of the Dark Devourer.
This is a boundless dark world, with a huge dark red flame burning in the middle.
