The Last King of Darkness

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The black dust disappeared, and Rhode was still in a state of semi-trance.

He didn't expect to use the new ability of the Soul Altar here.

At that moment, it was as if a string in his mind was touched, making him use "Soul Crit" without hesitation.

It was like holding the soul string of the monster, tearing its entire soul to shreds.

The power is far beyond imagination.

Rhodes looked at his right hand, which had recovered from the translucent state without any change.

Suddenly, a strong sense of joy rose in my chest—

What happens if "Soul Crit" is combined with "Spirit Sealing Bullet"?

"not bad."

Nightwing jumped over from afar and gave a rare compliment.

"Half my style, you are definitely not a combatant reserve. You deliberately lied to us, just to show off in front of us, isn't it? This kind of behavior is too naive."

This guy... Rhodes explained with a smile on his face: "I didn't lie to you, I'm really a reservist, and I haven't taken a combat class."

Nightwing sneered: "Come on, let's just say that the psychic energy turbulent that you just tapped on your toes, the force generated accurately pushed your body over a distance of twelve yards and landed right in front of the monster. The movements are proficient, smooth and natural, the psionic power rises and falls, and at least two years of training, you can't hide my sharp eyes."

Rhodes didn't know how to explain it.

This ability seems to be innate to him, and his mastery of psionic skills is very fast. After Teacher Karaman taught him to use psionic turbulence to strengthen his strength and use psionic stillness to resist damage, his progress was almost a thousand miles away.

"Nothing to say, hum, I tell you, although you are a bit powerful, you are far worse than me."

Molly whispered: "But he is a special student. You applied for more than 500 times in the academy and you were not allowed. The management staff of the academy are all annoyed by you..."

"Molly!" Yewing shouted, glaring at her angrily.

Professor Binns ignored them and walked to Rhodes.

His expression has returned to calm, and his tone is still calm:

"Are you a Spark Sequence or a Spirit Fire Sequence?"

Rhodes carried some respect in his tone, and Professor Binns' knowledge deserved his respect. Knowledge really was power.

"Spark Sequence."

"How many fires were lit?"

"Two."

"What is the name set by the Institute of Mechanical Engineering?"

"Black rice bucket, grass."

Puff!

Nightwing just took a sip of water and spit it out.

Professor Binns's tone remained unchanged: "There is no relevant record in the big library a month ago. It is a new characteristic of fire. Has the Institute of Mechanical Engineering made a formal analysis of fire characteristics for you?"

"Uh... no."

Professor Binns nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Turn around and walk to the place where the monster died, and crouch down to examine the corpse, which has only been left with a pile of ashes.

Yewing held back a smile and asked, "Student Rhodes, why is your fire so strange? Let me guess, the black rice bucket has given you spiritual vision, right? The more you eat, the better your eyesight. This The logic makes sense."

Does this make sense? Do you have some misunderstandings about eating?

Rhodes couldn't understand their logic, but it would be a good thing if it could be explained in this way.

"Grass, the fire, must be the attack of the soul just now. Grass is a kind of plant, and it is sharp. You cut through the monster's soul like a sharp knife. It's very reasonable, right?"

"Ah yes yes yes."

Nightwing's Delight +2

He smiled and said, "That's right, isn't my intelligence very high? Young man, I actually know what you're thinking about. The power of your move just now was good, but it's still far behind me, do you think? It's impossible to win Molly's heart with this, she's been in a lot of battles and has seen a lot, are you right? Molly."

Mo Li's pretty face was slightly red, and she whispered, "But I thought Rhodes was very handsome just now."

click.

Nightwing seemed to hear the sound of the broken glass heart, and said angrily: "Isn't my heroic appearance more handsome than him? You have seen it so many times!"

Before he finished speaking, the black mud on his nose when he fell down suddenly fell into his mouth.

"Bah ah ah ah!"

Suddenly, Professor Binns said, "It's not it!"

Yewing wiped his mouth and immediately asked, "What's the matter, teacher?"

"The monster that left traces here is not this evil spirit hound."

Professor Binns stood up, his eyes searching in the darkness.

"This is the sacrificial ground of the Sousaside Empire. During the Sousaside period, an unknown upheaval took place on the surface. The entire empire moved to the sewers to survive. Now, one-third of the sewers in the king's city were expanded by them. Now Almost completely abandoned, it has become a breeding ground for monsters and monsters and a gathering point for doomsday believers."

"The sacrificial ground is an important place for them to pray. The walls and stone pillars have been strengthened with psychic energy and are very hard. The power of the evil spirit hound is too weak and the size is wrong, so there is no way to destroy it."

Nightwing was a little nervous, and took out an iron cane from his arms: "Then what do we do now?"

Professor Binns said calmly: "We are here to explore the unknown and complete the map. Hunting monsters is not our mission."

"Record the information here, go back and submit it to the defense department here, we will go back the same way, and then go around from the west area."

"Nightwing, you are in combat mode, don't save your strength, we will quickly complete the exploration mission and return."

"Okay!" Yewing raised his cane, his psychic energy burned, "Leave everything to me!"

Molly added phlogiston to the spirit lamp around the three people's waist, and sprinkled a black powder to eliminate their smell.

Afterwards, they returned along the way they came.

Along the way, everyone walked in a hurry, and even the words were a lot less.

The dark and dirty environment of the sewer is depressing, and the black filth hanging on the walls is even more uncomfortable.

Rhode suddenly realized the role of Nightwing - adjusting the atmosphere and relieving pressure.

But he wisely didn't say it, lest the self-respecting fellow explode in place.

The environment became more and more disgusting, and after returning from the east side, they entered the west side.

The main road near the sewer in the west area is a section in use. All kinds of filth in the royal city are gathered here through the water flow. Germs, plagues, poisonous insects, and rats still exist here, and they have become even more disgusting due to the black mist.

Along the way, Rhodes encountered many mutated mice, giant fleas, spiders, and bacterial colonies with predatory abilities.

Most of them are gray-level monsters, and can only provide dust-like souls. Dust generally only contains 2-3 soulless souls, which is too little.

In order to save bullets, Rhodes did not shoot frequently.

Nightwing finally showed his fighting prowess. He kept summoning the psychic giant sword to smash these monsters into pieces. From time to time, the iron staff shot out shining energy balls, which exploded violently after rushing into the monster group. The power is about one-fifth of the energy of a thunderstone.

What interested Rhode was that he could walk in the air, and whenever his toes fell, a circle of ripples appeared in the air, as if he had stepped on some kind of foothold.

His movements are very elegant, jumping and jumping in the air, as if dancing.

If the surrounding environment was not too disgusting, Rhode would definitely appreciate it.

Nightwing couldn't help but start showing off again, constantly describing his abilities and explaining the subtleties of each of his moves.

Under his instructions, Rhodes quickly understood the effect of "Conjuration Innate Quality", which was also the first soul characteristic he fully understood.

"Conjuration quality" is actually an innate ability, in Trorian, such characteristics are called innate quality.

The meaning of "conjuration innate quality" is actually: having the innate quality that can use "conjuration".

"Conjuration" is a very cumbersome system, with abilities such as combat, illusion, floating, teleportation, healing, purification, imprisonment, and sealing. Due to the difficulty of mastering it, the upper and lower limits of its holders are extremely huge.

The current upper limit is naturally Theodore, the president of Kingworth, who is known as "the old immortal".

He is the object of study for all "Conjuration Qualities" wielders. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The lower limit is naturally constantly being breached, and Nightwing used to be one of them.

But according to him: "After my unremitting efforts, it has now become one of the ceilings, and it is the idol of countless new students."

Rhodes complimented him casually, making Nightwing so ecstatic that he performed even more diligently.

But as the route deepened, the monster gradually became stronger, and Nightwing was struggling, but he still forced the charge forward, preventing Rhodes from taking a shot.

Finally, when he walked out of the west area of ​​the sewer and came to the middle area of ​​Aifed, Nightwing encountered a very strong monster.

A spider at least the size of a house with a flat body with hundreds of pale, slender feet and a painful human face that spit out yellow-green whenever attacked of acid.

"The aberrant spider is a very strong monster, its defense is very strong, its psionic energy is monolithic, and it has no weaknesses. Most people will only die when they encounter it, but I can slowly consume it. You just have to wait patiently and watch my performance. sex."

——

Uptown.

Court of Internal Affairs.

Spire Hall.

"So he and Professor Binns' team entered the inner city sewers?"

Manorobana stared at the spy who came to report.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Grand Adjudicator, this is the action plan and roadmap they submitted to the Ash Digger School."

After Manolo Robana read it, his eyes flickered and he was silent.

After a moment, he said.

"Leave this information to the Cult of the Polluters."