Just when Rhodes and others wanted to go to help, the flame symbols on their collars burned at the same time.
Rhodes and others held the sign at the same time, a strange resonance occurred in their spiritual energy, and a projection appeared in front of everyone.
It's Churchill.
"Are you all here?"
The projection looked around, and the expressions of the portraits composed of the fog generated by spiritual energy were distorted, but the anxious and worried expressions could still be vaguely felt.
"Very good, you return to Lighthouse No. 20 immediately."
Everyone was extremely surprised.
"Why?"
"Aren't we going to rescue? Someone nearby is in danger!"
The projection said in a deep voice: "You don't need to go to the rescue. I will go there myself. After you return to the lighthouse, don't enter the central area again."
Celie was surprised: "Mr. Churchill, aren't we going to hunt the king ants?"
"It's no longer necessary, Rhodes. Your mission has also been cancelled. The beacon will be kept by you for the time being. Someone will pick it up later."
As soon as he finished speaking, the projection disappeared.
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
But during the war, the orders of superior commanders were unquestionable, and everyone had no choice but to return.
On the way back, they kept seeing flares for help rising in the central area. It was obvious that the situation was very bad.
"Why is this?"
Celie murmured, obviously upset that they suddenly received an order to retreat when they were preparing for a big fight.
Lannister suddenly asked: "Why did you suddenly encounter so many king ants today?"
Rhodes thought: "You mean, the queen ants have begun to hatch king ants in batches?"
Laien immediately said: "Yes, everything was fine yesterday, but today we suddenly encountered a large group of people! The Queen must have changed!"
Frank scratched his head in confusion: "However, the psionic power of the insect queen has not changed much. It also takes a long time to transform into hatching type. It shouldn't be so fast."
"There should be some reason, maybe related to our sudden retreat,"
While Rhodes was thinking, he drank the Tears of the Goddess and lifted the burning curse.
There was a feeling of fatigue, as if the body had been hollowed out. Although the curse disappeared, the consumption on the body did not decrease.
This thing should be used sparingly.
Rhodes thought.
It consumes too much for me, so I have to use an extra Tear of the Goddess.
But at that time, it was impossible not to use it. There were more than twenty king ants and three giant king ants. It was difficult for the seven of them to defeat them. Lane and Frank were also injured.
He must take drugs.
Fortunately, although it consumes a lot of money, the harvest is also good.
So many powerful souls are enough for the Book of Knowledge.
The only thing that makes him a little melancholy is that until now, he has not been able to obtain the last great soul.
I have been waiting for the last level of [Star Shuttle] for a long time.
As long as he completes it, he will definitely be able to officially advance to the ninth level of psychic power and become a third-level combatant.
By that time, his combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly improved.
It will definitely be easier to deal with these demonized ants.
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Royal City.
White Tower.
Spirit World Hall.
The huge spiritual world detection instrument suspended in mid-air made a rumbling sound, and the spiritual energy field was abnormally distorted.
The prophets around them stood up one after another.
One person shouted: "There is a disturbance in the spiritual world!"
"No, look for His Excellency Yin Yetta quickly!"
A moment later, a bald man wearing a star-and-moon white robe flew into the hall. As soon as he raised his hand, the detection instrument returned to normal, and the psychic field became rounded again.
"Your Excellency Yin Yeta, what is..."
The bald man raised another hand to stop what he was saying, then stood there for a while and said.
"It's an invasion from the spiritual world. It comes from the high-level spiritual world and is crossing the space barrier. The migration point is near us. The disturbance is very strong and affects the instrument. Just turn down the sensitivity."
An attendant recorded his words respectfully.
Yinyeta continued: "The monster type, the disordered and grotesque demon, the migration point, thirty-seven thousand yards south of the Trident, well... something is continuing to summon it, that's all, leave it to the military war department."<
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Yin Yetta flew away, and his followers did not dare to neglect and quickly handed over the record to the Military War Department.
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After returning to the lighthouse, First Commander Herman explained the reason to Rhodes and others in detail.
Rhodes frowned slightly: "You mean, the insect queen is calling for a powerful spirit world existence?"
"Yes, the insect queen is born with the ability to communicate with the spirit world."
Herman paused for a few seconds and continued.
"The original name of Demonized Ants is Fra Devouring Ants, which feed on souls. After being corroded by the black mist, they turned into Demonized Ants, but their instincts have not changed much. The core of their population is the insect queen. When suitable,
Under the environment, it will gradually transform and evolve into a higher level of existence."
"Suitable environment?"
"When spiritual energy is turbulent, battles are frequent, and the law of killing is spread across the earth."
Celie asked: "What will it evolve into?"
"The queen will eventually evolve into a monster called the mastermind, which is one of the old masters. We were originally not sure whether the corrupted Fraula ants would still have this instinct, but now it seems obvious that
Yes."
Celie thought for a long time and then asked: "What does this spiritual world invasion have to do with it?"
Herman said in a deep voice: "The Queen of Worms will summon a powerful spiritual symbiotic creature to assist in its transformation, and the Grotesque of Disorder is one of them. This is also one of the evolutionary rituals. The Queen of Worms has been calling for it for a long time.
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"But by the time the White Tower monitors it, it's already too late. The spirit world ritual will be completed soon, and the queen ant will become a more powerful existence. At this time, there is no point in killing the king ant. All we can do is wait.
."
Celie looked very unhappy.
"Why wait? Can't we take the opportunity to stop the ritual? How will the insect queen evolve after killing that spiritual monster?"
"No, this is too dangerous. We can't predict what will happen during the ceremony. Whether it is a higher-level insect queen or a disordered monster, they are not monsters you can deal with. The royal city will dispatch more powerful combatants to deal with them.
, your task is to guard the lighthouse area and prevent monsters from spreading outward."
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Celie really couldn't accept it, but the battle order could not be violated, so she had no choice but to scold the Lannister and angrily went back to the room.
Rhodes was also very disappointed. He killed well and came back just like that.
Ordinary monsters cannot satisfy his needs now.
I originally wanted to see if I could steal the insect queen's soul.
Now it seems that there is no possibility.
Wait for the next opportunity.
Rhodes thought sadly.
Anyway, you have entered the Palace of Fire, so there are many opportunities.
After returning this time, I should have enough badges in the palace. Just buy the trident, and the power of the star shuttle will be improved again.
If you shoot one to death in the future, do you still have to worry about not having enough souls?
Haha.
With such wonderful expectations, Rhodes returned to the room and lay on the bed.
The soft mattress drowned his thoughts and made him fall into a deep sleep instantly.
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Temple of Fire.
Main hall.
There were only four people sitting at the big round table.
The king, the first defender Da Lin, the archbishop Horus, and the first elder Armando.
As the supreme leader of Trolian, the king also serves as the master of the palace.
But the Fire Palace is not within the scope of the royal city after all, and the king cannot come here frequently.
As the first defense minister, Dalin is one of the main persons in charge of the daily affairs of the Palace of Fire. However, he also shoulders the important responsibility of the military war department and will only come when the palace is short of manpower.
Archbishop Horus and First Elder Armando both sit on the round table as quasi-super combatants.
As Trorian's highest combat power, special combatants can only exist to eleven people.
Other personnel with similar combat effectiveness are called quasi-special.
After the original special-level combatants such as the Son of Fire and the Grand Knight Commander abdicate, they will also become quasi-special-level.
This is affected by many factors.
One of the reasons why Wang is so eager to implement the Holy Fire Plan is that after obtaining the next Holy Fire Seed, the quota of special combatants can be expanded.
It is precisely because of the existence of such a strong driving force that he has the confidence and determination to plan an attack on another King of Fire city that has been sunk in darkness for thousands of years in the era of declining fire.
However, despite many difficulties and countless preparations, the Holy Fire Project still ran into huge difficulties.
Dalin knocked on the table, and the disc of gray fog unfolded on the round table. It used spiritual energy to show a miniature battlefield, and the light spots of various colors were submerged in the thick black fog.
Dalin said in a deep voice: "King, all the major legions have reached their limit, the city defense legion, the expedition legion, the survey legion, the knight legion, the hunter legion, the night watch legion, the church war legion, Kalil's secret army, the silver oath taboo
Armed... But all battlefields are very tense, especially the Wind City Battlefield, the Deadlands Battlefield, the Fortress of Courage, the Storm Castle, the Victory Castle, and the Trident River Battlefield."
On the main seat, the king wore a burning robe and a burning crown. He listened quietly without saying a word, and his resolute face looked calm and powerful under the light of the fire.
Dalin stretched out a finger and pressed it on a light spot in the fog disk. The light spot instantly grew larger and scattered into countless light spots.
"The battlefield in Windy City is very bad. The threat of the Pus Giant is very huge. Sixty percent of the area has been infected. The soldiers are almost unable to resist, and it is all supported by Alan alone."
The first elder Armando raised his cloudy eyes and said in a hoarse and old voice: "Since there is Alan, there is no need to worry about this area."
Horus frowned and said, "Alan also has limits."
The first elder said calmly: "Don't use ordinary people's eyes to measure a super genius. We don't know where Alan's limit is, but the limits of human heroes who have shined dazzlingly in the long history are far more than
That’s it.”
"I believe Alan is good enough to compete with them."
Neither Wang nor Dalin spoke.
Armando's words are correct to a certain extent, and everyone actually holds such expectations.
And at this time, no one is willing to oppose the First Elder.
Although Armando had agreed with the king that the group of elders would not participate in the decision-making of the entire expansion war.
But there is a prerequisite for this, outside of critical situations.
Now, the entire expansion war has fallen into a quagmire, the Trolian Kingdom is overloaded, and it has obviously reached a very critical moment.
The empty Round Table Hall proves this.
None of the special combatants who should have been on the round table were missing, they were all in the battle sequence.
After a while of silence, Dalin continued to state the status of the Deadly Fields, Fortress of Courage and Castle of Storms.
Armando said calmly: "Qingyu should show her strength as a candidate for the king. The battlefield of Death should not be so stressful for her. The same is true for the Fortress of Courage. Jon wants to be the king. He
There must be corresponding power."
"As for Storm Castle, Xinge is still young, so I can go and support him."
Horus hesitated to speak. Armando was also a strong man who fought in many places when he was young. He is fully worthy of the title of quasi-super combatant. If he had not been severely injured in the battle with the Void Demon, he would probably have become a seventh-level warrior.
One of the Sons of Fire.
But now I am too old, my soul is aging, and my old wounds have not healed. No one knows how much fighting power I still have.
But in the end, Horus still didn't speak. Now the whole situation is very difficult. Where there is strength, there is strength.
Wang slightly chins his head.
"May your fire be strong."
Armando bent his old body.
"May mankind live forever."
After Armando left, Dalin continued to speak.
"The battles at Cape Wrath and Gray End Lake are very unfavorable and the advance is very slow. If this continues, we will join up with Star Town and City of Stars. The time to complete the first phase of the battle will be much delayed. We must capture the Storm Pass and march into the Dark Plains.
The time will also be postponed."
"According to the calendar drawn by the White Tower, it is almost impossible for us to attack Tasnia's Star City before Hanukkah."
Horus looked worried: "Can we push it back?"
"No."
Wang shook his head slightly.
"We must arrive at Star City before Hanukkah. The battle with another Fire King City is unprecedented. Hanukkah is the best time window. If not, we can only wait for next year's Hanukkah."
Hanukkah is the most important holiday in Trorian and is the node that divides the year.
When it comes, the old year ends and the new one begins.
Hanukkah lasts for seven days. During this period, the black mist disappears, monsters hide and remain silent, and the power of fire is greatly strengthened. The light of the holy fire can even shine on the fires of other towns.
The light of life and soul complement each other, and the earth is shrouded in light for the first time, and the power of the black mist is greatly weakened.
These seven days are the greatest celebration of mankind. Only during these seven days can people put down their vigilance and celebrate the rest of their lives together.
There is a profound reason why the king set the final war date of the Holy Fire Plan on Hanukkah.
No one is sure how many powerful monsters are lurking in the Fire King City, which has been in darkness for thousands of years.
No one knows what kind of monster the last queen of the Kingdom of Stars will become after devouring the Holy Fire Seed and remaining in the silence of the black mist for fifteen hundred years.
In this case, it is the best decision to choose the seven-day decisive battle during Hanukkah, when the fire is the strongest and the black mist is the weakest.
If you miss it, you can only wait for the next year.
But based on the current condition of the sacred flame, Wang is not sure whether it can last until next year.
Therefore, their time is very tight.
This is also the reason why Trorian is stuck in the quagmire.
Dalin was silent for a long time, his deep eyes almost seeing through the fog.
"So."
When he spoke, his voice became hoarse.
"The sixth main legion can only go to the aid of Cape Wrath. Horus, you go to support the City of the North to avoid major turmoil on the dark plains. I will go to support the Victory Castle."
Horus asked: "Who will be in charge of the daily affairs of the palace and the military department?"
Dalin said in a deep voice: "I will leave a spirit in the Palace of Fire. The military and war department can only be managed by Your Majesty."
Wang nodded slightly: "Okay."
Horus said anxiously: "Latotip, the Lord of Nightmares, is ready to take action again. The king wants to protect the holy fire. How can I manage the military department for you?"
Wang smiled and said: "Xiao Hehe, don't worry, that old monster is no match for me. My powerful aura penetrates the spirit world, and it doesn't dare to act rashly."
Horus choked, and after a few seconds he said: "Where is the battlefield of the Trident River? There is a powerful spiritual invasion, Queen Furra is about to be promoted, and the guardian Churchel is unable to support himself. Once the Trident River falls,
When our center blossoms, things are even more difficult."
Dalin said calmly: "I can only leave it to Alan."
Horus asked anxiously: "Alan fought bloody battles in the City of Winds, and he wants to come back to aid the battlefield at the Trident River?"
Dalin said in a calm tone: "I will let the monsters from the spirit world invade and let Queen Furula be promoted successfully. In this way, it will no longer hide itself and can be marked as a beacon easily. Alan can quickly come to the battlefield.
Kill the insect queen."
Horus said angrily: "The Beacon of the Sky places a heavy load on the soul, and if you do this, won't the monsters Alan faces become more powerful?"
Dalin said calmly: "This is the best way, I can't find any other better way."
"Yes, but..."
Dalin raised his gaze and looked at him: "Horus, I know that Alan is under a lot of pressure. He has never rested since the end of the solar day, but I can't help it. Alan's fighting ability is better than all of us."
No."
"Believe me, I am more worried about losing him than all of you, but I also believe that Alan will become a human hero who will not be inferior in the course of thousands of years of human history."
"Same as Trorian."
Horus took a step back and saw that Dalin's eyes were bloodshot.
He realized in an instant that the top leader of the military war department was facing pressure that he could not imagine.
Not just Alan, everyone is under great pressure.
"That's it."
The king stood up, and flames instantly covered his body. In the eyes of Dalin and Horus, a long line of fire flew across and disappeared into the protective fire in the center of the hall.
There is only one sentence left, echoing in the hall.
"Everyone, I believe that light and miracles exist."
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Eight hundred thousand yards away from the very edge of Trorian.
Grizzly Hills.
City of Winds.
The black mist is thick and deep, like black sediment on the seabed, which does not move very much.
Under the tall blue-gray city walls, even the firelight could not break through the black fog, and the whole city seemed to be pressed into the depths of the dark sea.
Countless figures glowed red, running back and forth on the city wall.
Occasionally, the spiritual light suddenly shines through the black fog for a short time, and then is instantly submerged by the darkness.
Only the roar of the psychic cannon and the ejection of the heavy crossbow passed through unimpeded.
The residents of the Windy City were hiding in their houses, standing in front of the small lights, praying that their great hero Alan would never fall.
Outside the city wall.
He is a giant a hundred yards tall.
Their whole bodies are rotten, their bodies are covered with huge abscesses, their steps are staggering, and their spiritual energy is deep.
The light bullets fired by the psychic cannon and the crossbow arrows fired by the bed crossbow hit them, causing almost no damage.
The ground they walked on was covered with light black rot, and with every step they took, a thick yellow mist squeezed out from the gaps in the flesh and blood of their bodies.
They mix with the deep black mist and turn into poisonous gas that is extremely infectious and corrosive.
No soldier dares to set foot here.
Except Alan.
He shuttled through this terrifying flesh forest like a white stream of light. The holy white sword slashed out sword rays that tore through the black mist, broke through the pollution, and cut off the decaying giant.
Black blood continued to fall along with the black flesh, hitting the ground and splashing black mud several people high.
Countless giants fell, countless giants stood up.
The broken black fog gathered in an instant, and everything seemed to be endless.
But everyone on the city wall knew that without Alan, these terrifying pus giants would have destroyed the city wall long ago, extinguished the protective fire, and turned everyone into monsters.
No warrior can get close to these giants and can only use long-range attacks, but with little effect.
Their lightless spiritual energy is so powerful that no one except Alan can destroy them with one blow.
However, Alan has been fighting continuously for more than ten days and only rested for one night.
Everyone is worried.
Although he is known as the strongest man in Trolian, such battles have dimmed his light and weakened his psychic abilities.
But no one can help him.
Warriors will be infected and corroded just by getting close, not to mention that the giant's attacks are as fast as thunder, completely disproportionate to its slow and staggering pace.
Only Alan.
His holy white sword can cut off giants with one strike, his psychic protection can shield pollution and corrosion, his speed is as fast as light, and the attacks of giants are like children in his eyes.
But only Alan.
Even if he stayed awake, he couldn't kill so many giants, he could only prevent them from approaching the Windy City.
A city can only be protected by one person.
This is both luck and misfortune.
But in this extremely deep eternal night, everyone hopes that the shining meteor will never go out.