The unprecedented comprehensive purge of Shangcheng District is undoubtedly the most watched event in the royal city during this period.
Every day in the streets and alleys of the entire royal city, people are discussing who was arrested, who was found guilty, and who was sentenced to death.
Silver Cross Street, located at the east gate of the city, has become the busiest street in the royal city. It is crowded with people every day. When evening comes, countless people gather here and look forward to it.
They all came to see the former high-ranking figures in the royal city being sentenced to death.
These convicted persons were locked in sturdy black iron prison cars, and their bodies were covered with silver shackles.
The prison car will be pulled out of the city gate at night, placed in the dark mist without any protection, and then pulled back at night the next day.
At this time, these smooth-skinned, oily guys have turned into monsters with black bodies, red eyes, distorted faces, and various deformed limbs or pustules.
Then the executioners will behead them.
Their corpses turned into black ashes like monsters, and there were also some shapeless lumps in the falling ashes.
They look wet and sticky, like a cut-out tumor.
This is the ashes of undifferentiated monsters.
They were brutally eroded into monsters, many changes were strange and shapeless, and there was strong pollution remaining in the ashes, making them worthless.
The executioner chops it into pieces with a big knife, burns it to ashes with fire, and flushes it into the sewer. This completes the entire black execution.
To be fair, Rhodes thought it was quite cruel, but the onlookers didn't think so. They all clapped their hands and applauded, celebrating the elimination of another human cancer.
In fact, apart from people like the king, those who most long for the Kingdom of Trolian to be strong forever are the civilians.
Only a powerful human nation can protect low-level civilians like them in this dark world.
Therefore, they also hate those sinners who hold high positions and enjoy countless resources, but are destroying the foundation of mankind.
Watching these people being executed is one of the things that makes them feel the most hope and light in this endless darkness.
Moreover, the execution of black capital punishment can also greatly damage the survival environment of doomsday believers.
After seeing these good people wandering around in the black mist and turning into monsters, few people believe their nonsense about "living together with the black mist" and "evolving into new species adapted to the black mist". And this is also a powerful shock to those big and small people in the royal city.
No one will be disappointed by the consequences of violating the bottom line.
As the punishment progressed, the atmosphere in the royal city improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Over the past few decades, the atmosphere of corruption that had accumulated in the huge royal city was quickly clarified, and the trend of thought that had just begun to focus on seclusion and extravagant enjoyment was instantly dispelled.
Rhodes knew that in this kind of society, the atmosphere of the upper class would greatly affect the atmosphere of the lower class. This is the saying that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.
Now, after the source of the atmosphere in the upper levels is cleared, the atmosphere in the lower levels will be greatly improved.
The Trorian Royal City, which has existed for thousands of years, is once again glowing with new vitality, just like a dead tree blooming and an old tree blooming.
In this new atmosphere, everyone was full of energy and started working enthusiastically. A large amount of combat materials were gathered, and major factories started working at full capacity. The efficiency was several times higher than before.
Unnecessary production has been stopped, and everything is being prepared for the coming war.
Everyone feels extremely fulfilled and happy.
Even Rhodes fell in love with Yan Kai after the First Elder Armando handed him the power of executioner.
Black death penalty and so on, that’s great!
The only slight flaw is that a small number of people were released due to lack of evidence.
There is nothing we can do about it. The book of the past is not omnipotent. Some historical images have been erased and cannot be traced.
However, they were investigated extremely severely because of their involvement.
His original position was suspended, and his family property was wiped out by Rhodes.
Speaking of this, Rhodes feels happiest.
After he took out those photo crystals, it goes without saying that the theft was definitely his doing.
But no one mentioned this matter, and everyone in the royal city understood it tacitly.
After the trial, the inspectors assumed that the stolen items did not exist, and the stolen items were directly sealed.
These properties naturally belong to Rhodes.
The huge amount made him directly have no interest in money, and the money bag was directly given to Molly, and he no longer needed to touch the money.
Molly suddenly received such a big surprise, even her serious face almost stopped tightening.
With such a large amount of money and property, Fanxing Town can develop faster, and Molly is determined to build it into the central town of Trorian in the west.
The key to achieving this is the psychic elevator jointly invented by Rhodes and the Industrial Machinery Research Institute.
Molly took inspiration from dungeon patterns.
If they had a psychic elevator, they could build higher-rise houses.
The same area can accommodate dozens or even hundreds of times as many people.
In this way, Fanxing Town can accommodate a larger population.
This is also what the entire Trorian longs for most - sending the population to Fanxing Town has become a panacea for the major consuls to solve all problems.
Of course, the cost of doing this is very high, and currently only Fanxing Town can afford it.
Therefore, this amount of money was like a puddle of clear water poured into the hottest desert. It made Molly feel comfortable. When the news of what happened in the Royal City reached Fanxing Town, it made her heart feel like a ball of fire.
Burning.
Of course, you can't tell this from the outside.
Molly's delicate face was always solemn. Every clerk in the administrative office was working hard under her eyes, and they didn't dare to breathe.
If you want to see another side of her, you have to wait until Rhodes arrives.
Not only Molly, but also senior staff such as Armando, Horus, and Dalin were overjoyed by the recent changes. The atmosphere of the entire royal city was like returning to more than ten years ago, and that familiar feeling made them
I miss you so much and am so excited.
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Preparations for the war suddenly entered the fast lane, and it won't be long before they can officially expand westward.
The Holy Fire Project is also in full swing.
All participants in the plan are preparing for a battle with the Tasnian Starry Sky City, which once also bore the name of the Fire King City.
This will be the battle that determines the fate of mankind in Troli.
Must succeed, cannot fail.
Everyone was very busy, but Rhodes became idle.
After the cleanup, the Internal Affairs Adjudication Office and the Tribunal took over the defense work in the upper city, and he, the captain of the King's Hand, had nothing to do.
All things in Fanxing Town are taken care of by Molly, and he is no longer needed.
The dreamland is peaceful for the time being, and the hunting operation needs to wait until the book of knowledge restores the soul.
It either overeats or sleeps like a pig every day.
But Rhodes now has almost nothing to do except meditate, train, and occasionally carry out executions.
The masters who tutored him praised his perfect coordination of spirit and body, requiring almost no additional fine-tuning. As long as he waited for the natural growth of his spiritual power, after breaking through level 9, he could officially become a third-level combatant and officially enter Troli.
The ranks of the strong.
But the problem is that Rhodes' spiritual power cannot grow naturally.
Either strengthen the stars or ignite new stars.
There is no third way.
But [Star Shuttle] requires three great souls to enter the perfect state, while other stars are already full and will not grow unless they are "quantified".
In the days without fighting, he cannot become stronger.
The soul obtained through execution is too weak.
In terms of strength alone, human souls are far inferior to monster souls.
It is of little use to him. The only way to use it is to destroy and burn it.
However, these guys live in the royal city all year round and generally have weak combat effectiveness. Unless they have a special soul like the King of Thieves, they are of no use.
Rhodes couldn't stand it any longer and wanted to find Wang.
But he is very busy now. He is either at the Holy Fire Sacrifice or in the Supreme Council all day long, discussing various matters with senior figures such as elders, defense chiefs, and legion commanders.
Sometimes he disappears, and it is said that he went to the Palace of Fire to meet Trorian's top combat power.
Rhodes searched several times but failed to find anyone, so he had to look for Horus.
But the latter had no intention of letting him fight.
"Rhode, the battle in Fanxing Town lasted for nearly five months. As usual, you need to rest for two months to completely eliminate the pollution in your soul and the hidden dangers in your body."
Rhodes is very depressed.
For ordinary warriors, contact with monsters, fighting, and killing will pollute the soul, especially if they engage in long-term activities under black mist, the erosion of the soul will become even worse.
Sometimes, although it appears to be purified on the surface, there is still corruption and deterioration that is difficult to detect deep down.
Once pollution touches the core layer of the soul, it is irreversible, and all that awaits is death or deterioration.
Therefore, the purification of the soul is a long-term task. Warriors who have been fighting outside for a long time must return to the royal city and accept the baptism of the soul under the shroud of the holy fire.
This is a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years and was gained through countless lessons of blood and tears.
But Rhodes is not a normal person.
All pollution and corruption will be offset by human nature, and he will be fine even if he rushes into the black mist without protection and takes a dip.
After experiencing a series of events, his humanity has now exceeded one million, and he is not afraid of any pollution at all.
But no matter how he explained it, Horus didn't believe it.
Even if the soul masters praised his soul as pure as crystal, they could not reassure him.
Much decay cannot be detected at all.
The current Rhodes is simply the most precious treasure to him. He is the son of God given to them by the legendary God of Light and Fire. There is no chance of any accident.
You must strictly follow the rules.
Rhodes' skin was worn out, but Horus didn't agree, and even used the Sisters to divert his attention.
Although he was reluctant, Rhodes reluctantly agreed to take over this second team that belonged to him.
I'm still a little excited when I think that all the nuns and sisters in this group are under his control.
But this time, he fell into Horus's trap.
The main church of the Holy Church is in the southernmost part of the upper city.
In a sacred atmosphere full of flame signs and colorful glass, a group of people walked out of the side hall and came to Rhodes.
The leader was as tall as three Rhodes and as wide as two Rhodes. His forearms were thicker than Rhodes's entire body. His square face was full of muscles, and his thighs were as thick as steel.
I want to burst the black silk stockings.
"Sir Rhodes, head nun Frankie comes to see you."
Rhodes' whole face was about to burst.
Is this a nun?
With his majestic muscles, resolute face, and thick beard, this man who is more powerful than Schwarzenegger actually calls himself a nun?
Even if you call yourself a nun, you still wear a nun's uniform and a nun's hat.
The most disgusting thing is that she actually wears black stockings. Those elephant legs full of muscles almost burst the black stockings.
Simply blind!
Then, something even more blind came.
A group of tall and thick nuns, wearing nun uniforms and walking on elephant legs with black stockings, walked towards him, lined up, half-kneeling on the ground, and said loudly.
"The Healing Order, the Nineteenth Sisters, meet Lord Rhodes!"
To be honest, Rhodes almost vomited.
He originally suspected that Horus was deliberately messing with him, but he soon remembered.
As the Healing Order that undertakes most of the medical tasks in the royal city, the condition for becoming a core member of the Healing Sisters is to ignite the soul characteristic "Clear Light".
The "Bright Light" characteristic is a universal characteristic with no bloodline, soul or gender requirements.
In other words, there are both men and women who are awakened.
However, according to the ancient rules of the Healing Order, both men and women are called nuns.
This led to the emergence of male nuns.
They wear the same clothes and do the same work as the female nuns, and no one thinks there is anything wrong.
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Because Trorian has been like this since ancient times.
Horus is undoubtedly an old-fashioned man. He does not understand the real needs of young people at all, so he created such a blind thing.
Rhodes covered his face and didn't want to speak for the time being.
Sister Frankie and others still don't know Rhode's inner activities, and are still in the excitement of meeting the legendary supernova, waiting for this hero's lecture.
After a moment of silence, Rhodes sighed deeply, then put down his hand and forced a smile.
"Nice to meet you, Frankie. You are much bigger than I thought. I heard that the bigger the person, the stronger the healing ability. You must be the strongest healer, right?"
Frankie suddenly beamed with joy, clapped his chest and said, "Of course! I am one of the thirty-two central medical practitioners. Although they don't believe me, I know that I am the best, and you are the only one."
The person who sees this is indeed a legendary superhero! Following you, we will definitely be able to exert 300% of our strength."
He turned around and shouted loudly.
"Brothers, right?"
The nuns replied in unison: "That's right, Captain Frankie!"
The voice was loud and full of masculinity, causing the dust on the roof to fall.
Rhodes sighed in his heart, but he still managed to cheer up and chatted with them. After a while, he got along with them and became brothers.
After becoming the leader of the nuns, the first thing Rhodes did was to have them all change their clothes, especially the blinding black stockings, into men's suits.
This time it finally looks more pleasing to the eye.
The second thing is to let them return to work in the Healing Order with new clothes.
The war hasn't started yet, so he won't need them for the time being.
Frankie returned happily with his brothers, looking forward to the day of fighting side by side with Lord Rhodes.
Rhodes was so angry that his liver ached, and he went back to find Horus to settle the score.
As expected, this guy didn't understand what Rhode's dissatisfaction was, and Rhode was too embarrassed to speak out his perverted remarks publicly, so he could only ask Horus to arrange combat missions for him.
But Horus still had no such plan, and he slapped a detailed itinerary in Rhode's hand.
"You still have a lot to do. In the next period of time, you have to complete everything on the schedule."
Rhodes lowered his head and saw that they were all dates of visits to various institutions and departments in the royal city.
The plan was quite detailed, even including the time he had agreed with the Jinworth Society, the great scholar Amides and others.
"Isn't it?"
Rhodes asked with a grimace.
"Can't you ask me to participate in a few hunting missions? My big stick has been thirsty for a long time. If I don't kill monsters for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over."
Horus said seriously: "No! You will not only be a combatant in the future, but will also assume important positions in the Royal City. If you don't learn about the various institutions in the Royal City in advance, meet with them, and have a clear understanding of them, you will not be able to understand them in the future.
How are you qualified?"
Rhodes sighed: "I just want to kill monsters, don't I?"
"No!"
Horus's expression was more severe than ever before.
"A person's power is always limited. The power of the collective is much greater than you think. You have to be good at using it to have any chance of final victory."
Rhodes grimaced. He didn't like these troublesome things, but he had to admit that Horus's words were correct to a certain extent.
"Little guy."
Horus' tone softened.
"I understand how you feel, but you have to know that killing blindly is not enough. I was once just like you, full of passion and just wanted to kill all the darkness in this world."
"But later I realized clearly that this was impossible."
"So I hope that an omnipotent God will come and bring us light and completely drive away the darkness."
"And when I learned about history, I found that in this endless history, such a thing has never existed."
"So, after that, I knew that everything can only rely on us, relying on our hands, blood, courage and wisdom, passing on the fire, and continuing the civilization. It's better than this."
Horus gently patted Rhodes on the shoulder.
"Do you know what is the most precious thing in you?"
Rhodes shook his head slightly.
"It's not your strength, it's not those weird abilities, it's not your potential."
Rhodes asked strangely: "What is that?"
Horus said softly.
"It's the hope you bring us."
"With hope, there is the possibility of creating miracles."
"You will know later what kind of behemoth we are facing."
"But I firmly believe that we will win in the end because..."
A smile appeared on Horus' dry face, and his pride flashed in it.
"We humans have never surrendered since ancient times."