The Last King of Darkness

Musso flicked his fingers, and a white psychic barrier separated Rhodes from the others.

He turned his head and looked at Manolo Robana solemnly.

"Lord Gula, you are not quite right today. As the chief adjudicator of the Internal Affairs Judgment, you suspect that everything is understandable, but your own position should be neutral, and I feel that you are very targeting this child, and it has reached the point of disagreement. Reasonable degree. Of course I hope you are fair, the fire of mankind is already swaying, and there is no room for more internal friction and cannibalism."

Manolo Robana sneered: "This is because you are too forgiving and kind."

He stood up, his eyes filled with a deep cold like ice water.

"The world is cold and cruel. The flame of fire not only brings warmth, but also burns the enemy. We should use stricter discipline to restrain us and fight with colder means, and this waste!"

His thick fingers pointed at Rhodes' shadow.

"He has such a big suspicion, he should have been stripped of his soul and dug up his secrets long ago. It is impossible for him to live until now. The only reason why the guardian Qingyu let him go is that he said a very ridiculous thing, doomsday. Christians can't be so ridiculous."

"Listen!"

"Listen! What's the reason for this?"

"She is so weak, so childish, how can she be a candidate for king? If she becomes our king, the Trorian kingdom will fall, become another ruin in the endless darkness, waiting for others in endless years. Research and dig, just like we always do!"

Manorobana's eyes behind the iron mask were as sharp as blades, causing the big man Keith's voice to drop.

"Maybe the king and the elders have their reasons. This is not something we can know."

Mo Suo frowned deeply: "Lord Gula, the inheritance of the fire comes from ancient traditions. Whether Your Excellency Qingyu will become the new king in the future depends on the review and judgment of the council..."

Manolo Robana snapped: "She used her reputation to protect him, and I'm going to bring her down! Let her see how stupid, how childish, how unreasonable this is! The king will know because of this, she Not suitable for this position as a candidate!"

Mo Suo's brows were almost twisted into a ball, and there was a deep worry in his eyes.

"I don't know how suspicious Rhodes is in the case you mentioned, but in this case, he has no suspicion..."

Manolo Robana said coldly: "Why not? In my sharp eyes, there are flaws in his words everywhere."

He bounced off Musso's psionic barrier.

"For example, he said that he attacked the Black Priest with a thunderstone, causing her to be severely injured, and finally gave Karamon a chance to rebel."

Case said gruffly: "Is there any problem with this? Thunderstone itself has powerful electric shock and paralysis effects, and its psionic energy fluctuates in a restrained manner, making it difficult to detect. It is a commonly used combat material in the city defense army."

Manolo Robana sneered: "A thunderstone is full of spiritual energy that will consume two thousand quarters. He has just ignited the fire of the soul, and it is still a spark sequence. There is only one useless waste fire, where did so many spirits come from? can?"

The two were silent for a while.

According to what Rhode just said, in less than a quarter of an hour, he threw four thunderstones with an average psychic power of more than half.

In other words, he consumed 4,000 quarters of psionic energy in a quarter of an hour.

Such psionic strength exceeds that of most official combatants.

Musso asked, "Little Rhodes, what is your psionic level?"

Manolo Robana said sarcastically: "Don't ask, it's one, it's still written on the college's record."

The two looked at each other, and they really felt suspicious, and they didn't realize that there was a sad mood in their eyes.

Rhode's heart burst into a smile.

The recovery brought by "Bright Blue" is still going on, and the effect of the stars in the extreme burning state is indeed extraordinary. Now he feels that his soul is rejuvenated and his spiritual energy is abundant.

If he didn't take the opportunity to smash the face of this horse or something, he was simply sorry for the 800 souls he had thrown into it.

"Humph."

Rhode sneered, pointed to the nose of the iron mask and said:

"Stupid, narrow-minded, prejudiced, your shallow insight is not enough to understand my deep psionic power."

If Manorobana hadn't been wearing the iron mask, his face would have been contorted, and every word that floated between his teeth had the chill of hell:

"What did you say?"

Rhode said with a smile: "Have you never seen a genius? In the long years of Trorian, there have been few existences that are different from ordinary people? Can't I be born with deep spirituality?"

Manolo Robana roared: "If you have a psychic fire sequence with powerful psychic amplitude characteristics, I may believe it, but you only have one spark, only one kind of fire, a black rice bucket! A garbage kind of fire with unclear functions! Why is there so much psychic power?"

Rhode said with a smile: "Then test, don't you have a lot of tools for testing psionics?"

Manolo Robana hesitated, he had a bad feeling.

But Mo Suo agreed immediately, and asked the appraiser to get a black crystal.

It has a rhombus shape and is cut into a neat dodecahedron shape.

"To charge it, the time is a quarter of an hour, and it takes 500 ticks to fill a grid. Considering your previous consumption, if you can fill three grids, we can agree that you have this ability."

Rhode put his hand on the black crystal.

It was cool and had an inexplicable suction, as if to **** his soul into it.

As soon as he used a little psionic energy, it quickly leaked into the crystal.

Rhodes smiled, just to save some effort.

Using all his psionic energy, a faint light suddenly appeared at the contact between the hand and the black crystal.

Soon, a lattice of the black crystal was lit up, emitting a faint light.

Rhodes felt a little weak in spirit, so he slowed down the output of psionic energy, and the faint light in his hand suddenly dimmed.

Manolo Robana smiled and said in a kind tone.

"If you can't do it, you can take your hand off to avoid damage to the soul caused by the excessive absorption of spiritual energy by the black crystal."

Rhode ignored him, closed his eyes, and felt the state of his soul.

When the sense of fullness appeared in the depths of his mind again, Rhodes accelerated his output.

Soon, the second grid is also lit.

Musso and Case smiled, and suddenly they felt hope.

Manolo Robana closed his mouth.

Rhodes slowed down the output again, waiting for his psychic power to recover.

After a while, the third grid has been lit.

Case jumped up and said loudly, "Lord Gula, your guess is wrong again!"

Manolo Robana's face was hidden behind the iron mask and could not be seen.

"Doubt is my right, and without my doubt, you'll never find the truth."

He said coldly, stood up, and waved his robe.

"You can no longer abide by your neutral position. I don't need to waste time here. I will go to the scene to investigate, find more clues, and catch the escaped black priest and her accomplices."

He took a deep look at Rhodes, as if he was the "accomplice" who just used conspiracy to escape the trial, and he would definitely send him to the execution ground and be punished by fire.

"The Court of Internal Affairs will immediately intervene in the investigation. No Doomsday believer can escape our pursuit."

Iron Mask finally finished speaking and turned to leave.

And Rhode's charging still hasn't stopped. He has already lit the fourth grid and continues.

Musso and Case didn't bother, and didn't wake Rhodes until a quarter of an hour passed.

Twelve grids light up eight.

Rhodes touched his nose, feeling that he was still not finished, he was far from reaching his limit.

But the usual psionic detection time is a quarter of an hour.

According to Rhodes' conversion, a quarter of an hour here is roughly equivalent to ten minutes.

Still more reasonable, not too long, not too short.

Mo Suo looked at the black crystal that was more than half bright, and the wrinkles on his face stretched out layer by layer:

"Little Rhodes, your talent is very good, please work harder, we are waiting for the day when you bring hope."

Case said loudly, "The position of the squad leader has been reserved for you woo woo woo..."

Musso covered his mouth and shoved the black crystal into Rhodes' arms.

"Give it to you, just as a gift for us to meet,"

"You can go back to the academy, but don't mention today's matter to any students. We may or may not contact you later, please don't care."

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After Rhodes left, Musso's face darkened and he muttered to himself:

"Something's wrong, Gula is too radical, he said his position so frankly, he really thinks so..."

"Or to cover up something?"

"No, I'm going to report to Wang."