The Last King of Darkness

The White Pagoda is located in the westernmost part of Shangcheng District, on a high cliff against a mountain.

It was a huge white tower with a radius of at least a thousand yards at the base.

The long tower even left the range illuminated by the holy flame and sank into the black mist.

When this behemoth came into view, Rhode was really shocked by it.

It wasn't until a few apprentices tugged at his sleeve that he regained his senses.

"There must be a lot of people in such a big tower, right?"

"Not much." The apprentice in a white robe shook his head and replied, "Including the entourage, there are only two hundred people in the White Tower."

"so little?"

"Yes, the White Pagoda is a special building. Half of it is located in the spirit world. The inside of the pagoda is contaminated by the aura of the spirit world. People with non-star characteristics cannot live for a long time."

"The characteristics of the stars...what are they?"

"The sense of the stars, the eyes of the stars, the omens of the stars, these three characteristics are collectively referred to as the characteristics of the stars, and they belong to the prophecy system. Only with these three characteristics can you become the prophet and observer of the White Tower, and live in the White Tower for a long time. The erosion of the breath of the spiritual world."

"The breath of the spiritual world...will it erode the human body?"

The apprentice came to the magnificent gate of the White Pagoda and explained patiently.

"The spiritual world is not the realm of the living, but the realm of spirit and energy. The breath of the spiritual world will corrode the souls of the living and assimilate the flesh and blood of human beings until it becomes one with the spiritual world."

"People who are not with the characteristics of stars are not suitable for long-term activities in the spiritual world. Even holders of the characteristics of stars need to go out regularly to alleviate the erosion of the soul in the spiritual world."

Rhode hesitated for a moment and asked, "But I have seen many monsters in the spiritual world..."

The apprentice shook his head: "That's not a living person."

He gently placed his hand on the door, and countless streaks of white light suddenly staggered from under the door and converged upwards, forming a huge picture.

With a bang, the door opened.

A strange breath rushed towards his face, making Rhode vaguely feel a sense of returning to a dream.

Is this the breath of the spirit world?

But Rhodes cared more about what he just said.

"What do you mean? Monsters are not living? What are living beings?"

The apprentice gave him a strange look.

"The living are souls with knowledge and wisdom. The souls of monsters are chaotic and disordered. They are not so much a soul, but more like a condensed product of some kind of black mist, which exists only to maintain and drive the distorted dark materialized body. s things."

Another apprentice saw Rod's young face, not much older than them, and explained.

"The essence of monsters is the black mist. We call it the dark law. The monster is the embodiment of the dark law. Different monsters are formed due to different characteristics and carriers, but the essence is all black mist."

"Their spirit and flesh are highly integrated, so whether you destroy its soul or body, its entire existence will collapse, and the black mist will return to the void, leaving only the ashes of the lower body and the condensation of residual power."

Rhode suddenly realized that every time he killed monsters, they would turn into black ash and scatter in the air.

All that was left was a pile of leftovers and a mass of congealed monster ashes.

His heart suddenly moved.

If so, what was the soul he took? What is the black line that has not penetrated into his body?

Of course, he didn't ask, just changed the subject.

"Is there no pollution in the monster's ashes? I heard that they often use the monster's ashes to make medicines, spiritual materials, weapons and equipment, and even food."

The apprentice shook his head.

"No, the ashes of the newly born monster are quite pure. The black mist that has lost its foundation of existence collapsed and returned to its source. You can even eat the ashes directly at this time, and maybe it can restore the spiritual energy and increase the strength of the soul. "

Another apprentice added: "But if you leave it for too long and come into contact with the outside world, it will also be polluted and gradually become corrupt."

"So, once the monster is killed, we have to clean up the battlefield immediately and put the monster's ashes into a redstone box or ashes bag."

"In large battlefields, we will also have a dedicated profession to clean the battlefield and collect ashes."

Rhodes nodded.

He knew this, it was called a collector, and they were usually ordinary people with smart hands and feet.

After thousands of years of continuation, the system of Wangcheng is still quite perfect.

During the chat, Rhode walked into the White Tower with the steps of the apprentice.

The space in the tower is very grand, with sparkling psionic crystals and strange devices everywhere. At first glance, it looks like a crystal palace.

Although there are not many people, the space is very clean, no dust, only a little messy.

In some rooms, Rhodes saw huge tables and chairs and even bigger drawings of stars.

In another room, Rhodes saw a floor of paper full of various numbers and symbols and an old man sitting on the ground thinking hard.

"What is he doing?" Rhodes asked.

The apprentice told him.

"This is Simon. He is calculating the orbits of the stars, trying to find the laws of the motions of the stars, so as to calculate every astrology in the future."

Rhodes glanced briefly and found that the paper on the ground was full of complex partial differential equations and matrices, as well as some vortex soliton resonant cavity model data.

Its complexity and huge amount of computation are simply beyond the capabilities of humans.

"awesome."

Rhodes sighed sincerely.

Although he himself is good at mathematics, he cannot master all kinds of powerful mathematical tools at will.

Once exposed to complex problems, mathematics becomes like a ferocious ghost, complex partial differential equations are like weird nooses, and cumbersome matrices are like traps full of sharp blades, making people wear masks of pain.

And this strong man actually calculated such a complex problem with human power, and the partial differential equation was almost twisted into a twist, and the various stacked symbols were as dazzling as the flies in the dry toilet in summer.

Rhodes could only barely make out a small part.

He seems to be writing a mathematical equation that can describe the entire trajectory of the Seven Luminaries.

The Seven Luminaries are the seven most common and easiest to observe.

Their trajectories are relatively fixed, always starting from the same starting point and returning to the same ending point at the end.

The time taken for this process is one week.

Fixed for seven days, forever unchanged.

However, although the starting point and ending point are the same and the time is the same, the trajectory along the way is different.

This is a very strange thing, and he seems to want to penetrate the mystery.

Rhodes looked at it for a while and said, "Your Excellency Simon, the solution of your equation seems to be divergent, and there is no answer."

The old man on the ground raised his head.

His full beard and loose hair almost obscured his features, but not his bright eyes.

"Can you understand?" His tone was extremely surprised.

Rhode said cautiously: "I can understand a little bit."

"Like?" He said suspiciously.

Rhodes spoke briefly.

"For example, this equation should describe the trajectory of the stars of the Seven Luminaries last week, but it doesn't fit perfectly. If the trajectory is offset by 1 degree, the resulting ellipse will deviate a lot, and this equation..."

"Stop talking!"

The old man jumped up wildly and grabbed Rhode's hand. His red eyes were like a super serpent seeing a stunning beauty without clothes.

"Are you new here? What's your name? Xiaoke, go and tell Meredith, I want this person."

The apprentice was in a hurry: "Master Simon, he..."

"Needless to say, I don't want all the shares of the crystal of light this year, I want him."

The apprentice wanted to say more, but the psychic energy surged from Simon's body for a moment, and they were speechless.

Even Rhodes couldn't breathe.

You know, he is now an eighth-level psionic power.

To achieve this effect, at least three grades higher than him.

Eleventh-level psionic energy, that is the proper ranks of the strong, high-level combatants.

Instead of going out to fight, he actually studied the stars in the White Tower.

In addition to being surprised, Rhode felt a little amused. He hurriedly mentioned his psionic energy and said, "Master Simon, you have misunderstood, I am the captain of King's Hand, the alternate elder, the third-level commander, and the defender of Star Town, Rhodes, I was invited to visit the White Pagoda."

A psionic energy passed through Rhodes like lightning, and Simon released his hand.

"You are not a star characteristic, you have a fire seed, which is a star fire sequence."

His tone was extremely disappointed, and he sat down slumped.

Even Rhodes felt unbearable and comforted.

"Master, knowledge has nothing to do with sequence, if you really want to use knowledge to decipher the mysteries of the stars, you can recruit more students and spread your knowledge more widely..."

"It's useless, you don't have to comfort me, Wangcheng only worships visible power, no one is interested in playing with a bunch of numbers, and my path may really be a dead end, even you can see it, it's no solution of."

Rhodes laughed: "That's not necessarily. Mathematics is a tool. You didn't find the answer you were looking for because you used it in the wrong place, just like ploughing the land with a sword and digging with a knife."

"Maybe the trajectories between the seven stars are not connected. Each star only operates in its own way. It is impossible for you to forcibly connect them."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man suddenly froze in place as if he had been choked by thunder.

"No connection? Each star is independent?"

He murmured and repeated.

"what"

He suddenly let out a long, strange sigh, like opening the door to a new world.

"I understand!"

He turned around and squeezed Rhode's hands, his red eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"Rod, right? I'll come to you!"

Before Rhodes could answer, he turned and ran away, disappearing at the end of the room in the blink of an eye.

The powerful psionic pressure is gone, and the apprentices can speak again.

"It's really unfortunate." An apprentice complained, "I met this old lunatic again."

Rodqi said, "Why call him an old lunatic?"

"Simon the madman, who doesn't know that this guy is crazy, he insists on doing a super equation to predict the motion of all the stars, saying that as long as his great work is completed, we will no longer have to worry about sudden disasters."

"I think he's just dreaming."

"Yes, it shows the impossible."

The apprentices complained one by one for a long time, and Rhode followed them and continued to walk up.

Along the way, there are strange people and strange things in the White Tower.

Some people were holding the water basin motionless, some people were lying on the ground and rolling, and some people were frantically looking in the mirror. His room was full of bright mirrors, and the reflected light made Rhodes unable to open his eyes. .

According to the apprentice's description, they are all looking for the secrets of the stars, trying to sense the trajectory of the stars in the future in various ways, so as to know the more distant time.

After a long time, Rhodes finally came to the top of the tower.

In a huge pure white room, I saw Meredith, the lord of the White Tower.

He was sitting on a huge astrological disk, and behind him was a spherical planetarium floating in mid-air, occupying a third of the room.

The complex sphere is composed of multiple layers, which are intertwined and rotated, creating a strong sense of three-dimensional space.

The apprentices bowed and saluted respectfully: "Teacher, Mr. Rhodes is here."

Meredith opened his eyes.

With a bang, the spherical planetarium stopped rotating and hovered behind him.

"Rod, it's nice to meet you."

Meredith's voice was unexpectedly kind, and his snow-white beard was almost indistinguishable from his robes.

"Although this is the first time we meet, I have been following you a long time ago."

He floated down from the horoscope and held Rhode's hand, his light-colored eyes full of wisdom shone with a strange light.

"Your destiny is very strange, like a cliff, it seems to have undergone a huge change at a certain stage... Well, your future destiny is full of fog, with red flashes and colorful streamers, but I can't see its trajectory, It's like disappearing."

Rhodes was dumbfounded, hesitated for a moment, and asked carefully, "Is this good or bad?"

Meredith's white beard cocked up.

"It's full of uncertainty, it's unpredictable, and I see why Asa would call you the destined son."

"Why?" Rhode asked curiously, he remembered that Asa was the great leader of the Defiler Sect and held the Book of Destiny.

Looking at it now, it was the shadow behind the scene when the three justices were killed that day.

"Because the Book of Destiny cannot replace your destiny, he believes that you, like the Book of Destiny, have a wonderful connection with the ancient **** of destiny."

Rhode was startled: "The ancient **** of fate?"

"Yes, the ancient **** of fate, one of the most powerful gods in the second era, after the cataclysm, it mysteriously disappeared without a trace and no end, just like the ancient **** of rebirth Heragtos , many believe they are not dead, but hidden somewhere in the spirit world."

Rhode couldn't help saying: "We can't pronounce her honorable name..."

Meredith smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the White Tower is a closed space that has undergone special treatment. It is in the material world and the spiritual world at the same time, which will isolate mysterious disturbances."

Rhodes calmed down a little, carefully considered the language, and said.

"Lord Meredith, I read from the ancient books in Fanxing Town that the ancient **** of rebirth, Heragtos, has died. She was divided into eight pieces, scattered in the spiritual world, and evolved into a Monsters, one of which was killed by an unknown tall and handsome hero."

Meredith looked at him in surprise, but the apprentice beside him spoke first.

"You must be fake, the ancient gods fell in the second era, after the catastrophe, all the gods fell, so the third era is also known as the era of people, the kingdom of stars is the human kingdom that existed in the third era, they left behind The ancient books of the people will not be recorded in such detail, it is almost like seeing it with my own eyes."

"Yeah, probably a story written by a bard."

Rhodes shook his head.

"I remembered it wrong, it may be an ancient book from the Second Era found in Fanxing Town..."

The apprentice immediately retorted: "This is also impossible, we have passed the spiritual world prophecy test, only the ancient **** of rebirth and the ancient **** of fate did not have any feedback, proving that they are likely to still exist, and the high-potential spirit has isolated the prophecy technique. snooping."

Rhode suddenly remembered the residual psionic energy that emerged after killing the remnant of Heragtos.

It was begging Rhodes to kill its other seven remnants, promising to give him the power.

From this point of view, it really is not dead.

But how?

Rhodes couldn't think of a convincing argument for a while, so he could only reply in a mocking tone: "Maybe... what if it's true?"

The apprentice wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Meredith.

"I think it's possible."

"Xiao Ke, write it down and write it in the spectrum of the gods as a standard answer to similar questions."

The apprentice was full of dissatisfaction, but the words of the master of the white tower could not be refuted, so he could only agree sullenly.

Rhode asked curiously: "The spectrum of the gods? Apart from observing the stars, do you also observe ancient gods?"

Meredith smiled and said: "Of course~www.wuxiahere.com~ We are observing everything in the spiritual world. When the cataclysm happened, many ancient gods fell into the spiritual world and became terrifying monsters after being eroded. , lurking in the depths of the spiritual world."

"It's a huge threat to us, and of course it's what we're watching."

Rhodes suddenly said: "Will the monsters in the spiritual world attack us in the main material world?"

Meredith nodded slightly.

"This is one of the biggest threats we face, and more than one-third of the Fire Palace's energy is guarding against threats from spirit world monsters."

Rhodes was shocked. The Palace of Fire was the gathering place of Trorian's highest-end combat power, and one-third of them were guarding the spiritual world.

Thinking of the attack on Dreamland Void in the spiritual world, I suddenly realized that the monsters in the spiritual world are far more powerful than the monsters I usually encounter.

Meredith seemed to know what he was thinking and said, "Not only is it powerful, monsters in the spiritual world can bypass the partition of space and our defenses and appear anywhere."

"If we're not careful, it can cause untold damage to us."

Rhode suddenly woke up.

It turned out to be so.

It is no wonder that the sacred fire shrine is located in such a safe location, and the defenses inside and outside are still so strict.

It was originally thought to be guarding against Doomsday Cultists, but now it seems to be more than that.

An apprentice said: "The White Tower's responsibilities are very heavy, and the characteristics of the prophecy department are very rare. For so many years, our number has been very small. If you can decide the policy of the king's city, please make sure that the highest council approves more. Give us the budget."

Rhodes patted his chest: "I will."

Meredith smiled and didn't seem to care.

"We invited you to come here this time to want you to participate in an unprecedented grand plan."