The Last King of Darkness

On the fifth day since Rhodes returned from the front line, the Kuroshio officially ended.

According to the report of the investigation legion, the main front of the Kuroshio has turned southwest, and the aftermath no longer sweeps over Trorian.

The Legion Commander Liszt, who was investigating the Legion, personally reported the news to the Supreme Council.

Since then, the four-month Kuroshio battle has ended.

The soldiers who fought **** battles on the front line for four months can finally return to the royal city.

People who have spent hundreds of days in the dark are finally about to usher in the first solar festival in 1325 of the Tesrivian Gregorian calendar.

The news of the festival has already spread through the offices in various neighborhoods.

Focusing on the date and the weather is a Trorian instinct.

Everyone is looking forward to it, and a restless atmosphere permeates the entire royal city.

On this day, before the night has passed or the morning has come, the Festival of the Sun has already shown its power.

The light of the holy fire was bright, and the black mist that shrouded the royal city all year round was as light as smoke.

On weekdays, the streets that were empty except for the patrolling guard squad were already full of people. The civilians greeted with smiles all over their faces, busy with all kinds of trivial housework and discussing the upcoming celebration.

Volunteers organized by major government offices cleaned the streets and alleys, painted old houses with new paint, and decorated the main roads with flowers and silk.

The fragrant water was sprinkled into the sky by the girls, bringing a strong atmosphere to the celebration.

When the clock pointed to the morning time, the sun rose from the east, which had been away for hundreds of days, and thousands of golden rays of light crossed the mountain peaks and sprinkled on countless residents and houses under the high walls.

Everyone is bathed in this golden brilliance, the sky has become wider than ever before, the high and distant white clouds are swimming in the light blue ocean, the light travels freely in the pure space, the clear breeze blows on the face, the stagnation in the heart. Panic, distress, anxiety, boredom, all dissipated at this moment,

People who have been suffering in the dark for hundreds of days finally waited for this day. They were immersed in this sacred scene, there was only peace in their hearts, and their souls were purified in the radiance.

I don't know how long it took before there was a cheer in the royal city. It was like a spark falling into a powder keg. The cheers that surged up instantly drowned the entire royal city.

And when their king led all the big men down from the upper city, the cheers reached an unprecedented climax.

Wearing a golden and white royal robe full of flame patterns and a golden crown like a burning flame, the king stood on the giant float that had been prepared by the Supreme Government Hall and accepted the invitations of Trorian's people. Cheers and salutes.

On the smaller floats at the back, the first elder Armando, the archbishop Horus, and the first defense chief Lin were seated in sequence.

Next are the guardians, the chiefs of the major legions, the grand consuls, the bishops, the priests, the leaders and important personnel of major important institutions, and the elders of the Supreme Council.

Rhodes was sitting in the middle of the dignitaries of the military and war department, watching the surging and cheering civilians on the wide avenue. The houses on both sides were crowded with faces, and countless hands were waving at them. There was a faint fragrance in the air. Filling the facades of houses along the way, the bright sun shone down from the sky.

At this moment, he felt as if he had come to a normal world, the black mist that persisted all year round, deformed monsters, and terrifying darkness, all seemed like a dream.

The queue of giant floats walked slowly along the first avenue of Wangcheng towards the main city gate.

They will be there to welcome the warriors who have returned in triumph.

On the float, everyone was beautifully dressed, and Rod was no exception. Molly personally tailored a suit of clothes for him.

After careful dressing, Rhodes has a new look. He has black hair and black pupils, a slender figure, star-like eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. He is both handsome and powerful.

Even though he was sitting on the float with the largest number of people, he still attracted a lot of attention.

Rhode was originally following Molly's instructions and sat beside her honestly, but he suddenly saw a few acquaintances in the crowd. They were the hunter teammates who had been on the mission with him, and he got up and waved to them. .

Unexpectedly, this wave of hands caused a lot of exclamations.

In the next instant, hundreds of handkerchiefs were thrown onto the float, like a large butterfly, flying towards Rhodes.

Rhodes was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the humanity rushing up in his eyes.

Does this work too?

Although he has a lot of personality, he doesn't mind a little more.

So Rhode stood up and waved to both sides continuously.

His movements were as if he had disturbed the birds in the jungle, causing a large number of screams.

Heaps of handkerchiefs flew toward him like butterflies picking flowers.

Countless girls, girls, and women on both sides of the road drove their sound shells to the maximum, and threw handkerchiefs that symbolized their beloved at the shining boy.

The handkerchiefs on the floats quickly piled up like mountains, and the change even spread to the floats in the front.

This kind of news is naturally impossible to disturb Wang.

This is the most important celebration of Trorian. The appearance of the king can greatly appease people's hearts, minimize the number of monsters born out of despair, and reduce the soil for the survival of Doomsday believers. It has a great impact on the stability and development of Trorian as a whole. Great effect.

Any unexpected factors that appeared in the celebration were first brought together in the hands of the first elder, Armando.

After listening to the report, Armando's dry-skinned face wrinkled together.

This is not a malicious disturbance, nor is it a disturbance by the Doomsday believers. It is judged that Chief Lucien is trustworthy and will not make any mistakes at such a time.

But it was because of this that Armando felt very unhappy.

"Let that boy stop. No one is allowed to steal the king's limelight during the celebration. Noble fire-holders should have noble conduct. At such a young age, he attracts bees and butterflies.

However, this order was opposed by Archbishop Horus.

"The day of the celebration should be celebrated, and I don't think it's a problem."

The first defense chief Lin also said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with young people being enthusiastic. In fact, we should also be more enthusiastic."

Armando said coldly: "This is the rule. Only the king can accept the worship of the people during the celebration."

Dalin just wanted to take out a cigarette, thinking that it was a celebration, he put it back, smiled and said, "Master Amando, the rules are set by people, I think the people will hope that there will be more under the king. People guard them."

Horus: "That's right."

Armando closed his mouth.

Dalin stood up and waved to the crowd, which also caused a lot of cheers.

Horus followed suit, and under their leadership, everyone on the floats in the rear stood up.

The cheers were even louder, after all, it wasn't just handsome men.

In such a joyful atmosphere, they arrived at the main city gate.

In front of the city gate is a very broad square where the triumphal celebration will be held.

The square was already crowded with people, and a large number of priests and clergymen were maintaining order. After the floats entered the square, a viewing platform was formed.

"Blue Gourd Sword Fairy"

Everything after that was handed over to Archbishop Horus.

After all, one of the main duties of the Holy Church is to appease the populace, responsible for public prayers and sacrifices.

Celebration is also a kind of sacrifice in essence.

The choir, choir, and nuns of the Holy Church soon arrived in the square and began their pre-celebration performances under the arrangement of Horus.

The huge city gate square was crowded with people, and even the houses in the distance and the high city walls were full of people.

All stretched their heads, immersed in this sacred hymn and graceful dance.

Only Rhodes almost fell asleep, he thought there would be some amazing performance, it turned out to be singing and dancing.

This kind of song with the nature of religious worship is elegant and long, and the dance with the theme of flame is rigorous and delicate, and the people are completely oblivious to it.

But Rhodes's experience is too deep, this performance is not explosive in his opinion, the sacred song is no different from a lullaby, the nun is wearing a serious church robe, with a hood, and she can't even see her face.

What high-heeled shoes, long black silk legs, and a low-cut evening dress with an open back, there is no shadow at all.

Not as good-looking as Miss Molly next to her.

At least the standard dispatcher's dress perfectly outlines her delicate curves, her slender legs have jade-like slender hands, and her delicate face has the indifference of a cold goddess.

At heart, it's still quite attractive.

Molly noticed Rhode's gaze, but she didn't show any expression, still staring indifferently at the group of nuns that were dancing flames in the square.

After the performance, it was time for the usual speeches.

Horus used some kind of strange crystal instrument to amplify his voice throughout the royal city.

But the deafening voice still can't resist the sleepiness brought by the old-fashioned and cumbersome words~www.wuxiahere.com~ Of course, the people of Wangcheng don't think so. How exciting.

But Rhodes heard such similar words too much, and his eyelids couldn't open. He simply turned his head and lay on Molly's lap, falling into a sweet sleep.

Molly didn't resist either, and just let him lie there quietly.

After an unknown time, Rhode was awakened by a deafening cheer.

He opened his eyes and saw everyone around him stood up.

Molly told him softly, "The Knights have returned to the city, and Lord Alan is also inside."

For the first time, Rhode saw an expression other than indifference on Molly's face, he hurriedly stood up and looked out.

I saw a large number of knights, riding white horses, stepping onto the square from outside the city gate.

Headed by the first knight commander Alan.

He rode the only red spirit horse, with a large shield and a large sword hanging on both sides, and a saber around his waist. When he appeared on the square, the cheers almost broke the sky.

Everyone shouted his name: "Alan! Alan!"

The endless tones turned into a torrent and drowned out all the noise. Everyone looked at this most legendary hero excitedly, with reverence in the eyes of men, and longing in the eyes of women, even Molly was no exception.

Alan led a large number of knights to step through the square, and after saluting the king, walked along the first road.

Behind him, the neat white knights marched toward the depths of the royal city like a torrent, showing their unparalleled power to the people of Trorian.

Not only the ground, but also a large number of White Spirit Knights swept across the sky.

At this moment, Rhodes really had the feeling of a military parade.