The Last King of Darkness Chapter 42

"It's a psionic lock."

Raistlin said quietly.

"It seems that there is some special presence in the coming enemy, and it is impossible to get out without killing the caster."

Rhodes instantly remembered that when he fought with Lauren in the warehouse on Firehammer Street and Doomsday Cultist Bass, the latter also claimed to have used the psionic lock.

But Lauren just broke the lantern around his waist by letting it shine, seriously injuring Bass.

"Why don't we use lanterns to illuminate the space..."

Raistlin gave him a slightly surprised look: "Rod, you don't act like a rookie sometimes."

He tilted his head slightly:

"In such a large space, we can't light it."

His expression looked flat, and he was not panicked by the arrival of a powerful enemy.

"Fight."

Raistlin took out the medicine bottle from his waist, drank it in one gulp, took out a tube of blue powder, poured it into his mouth, took out a box of crimson powder, and poured it all into his spirit lamp.

The lantern suddenly became bright.

Iger and Karamon handed Raistlin the same powder, all poured into the same lantern.

The light changed from incandescent to soft, dim with a hint of flame, and the white light in the heart of the lamp seemed to be burning.

In the sight of Rhodes, a powerful, warm, life-giving fire ignited, bursting out with a power completely different from the darkness, repelling the cold, dead, and dead aura.

"Only half an hour." Iger reminded.

Raistlin nodded and put his hand on the lantern.

Rhode clearly saw that powerful spiritual energy emerged from the depths of his soul and injected into the spiritual lamp along the shining veins.

The fire in the lantern was brighter.

"I'm up."

Karamon clapped his hands, and a dazzling aura flew into Raistlin's body, brightening his entire soul.

Raistlin's feet froze, and his figure suddenly rushed straight away like an arrow from the string.

Iger said: "Rod, you are standing here, don't come over under any circumstances." Bai Wu held up his short body and followed Raistlin.

Karamon untied the long whip from his waist and followed.

Rhodes stood by the wall alone, the solidified darkness blocked all their way out, even his soul's eye could not see through.

And the monsters in the distance came very quickly, they bypassed the curved sewer bend, and the moment they appeared in front of him, Rhodes saw the words floating on their souls.

Crazy sinner.

Type: Cursed.

Instinct: Low.

Threat Assessment: Medium.

Soul Trait: Insanity.

Danger: Excessive staring causes the Curse of Madness.

This is a bunch of scarecrow-like guys, but the head part is a mass of entangled, constantly wriggling large intestines, about a dozen of them.

Then, another giant crow appeared.

Evil Crow.

Type: Cursed.

Instinct: Low.

Threat Assessment: High.

Soul Trait: Psionic lock.

Danger: When you see it, you have no way to escape.

This very deformed crow, its whole body has festered, its body is only the size of a pig, but its head is bigger than the whole carriage, and on its huge beak, there are six pairs of red eyes.

Rod ignored the weird feeling in his heart and shouted out the information he saw.

But the battle was already going on, and they didn't bother to answer.

Raistlin's whole body was boiling with psychic energy, and his firepower was on full blast. Rows of steel needles swept the audience, firmly holding back the hatred of all the scarecrows and black crows.

And the huge light from the spirit lamp around the waist scorched them like the sun, and sporadic flames continued to ignite on them, making their movements sluggish.

Whenever the surrounding monsters wanted to escape from the fire that disgusted them, Raistlin would rush towards him, swept away with steel needles, and slashed with knives and shields.

And when they attacked him, he would immediately turn around and take a heavy blow with his back, the scarecrow-like arm hitting Raistlin's broad back, unable to cause any damage, instead being pierced by the reflected steel needle.

Raistlin moved around in the horde of monsters, his sword and square shield flying up and down, slashing the scarecrow's head and making the intestines fly around, turning around as smooth as a Dove, and not letting any threatening attacks hit him in front of him.

The only thing that can harm him is Black Crow.

Its psionic strength is one level higher than that of other monsters, and its huge beak is able to pierce through the defensive barriers on Raistlin's back, and it is not afraid of steel needles.

These sharp-looking psionic products couldn't even pierce its feathers.

After Raistlin suffered a loss, he stopped dealing with it and let Iger control it instead.

Although the black crow was able to break free of the white smoke in just one or two seconds, Raistlin ran away with such a block, and taunted the steel needle to the black crow's face.

Although it can't cause damage, it can always cause its hatred.

Raistlin's back injury also quickly improved with Caramon's healing. Although the entire battle looked dangerous, it was under control.

The stone in Rhodes' heart was temporarily put down. He saw that the monster's psychic energy was gradually weakening under the light of the fire, and it was gradually unable to suppress the flames burning on his body.

The scene soon turned into dozens of Burning Men chasing Raistlin.

And Raistlin would get Karamon's "psionic resonance" from time to time. Whenever this time, he would put his hand on the spirit lamp and inject spiritual energy into the spirit lamp, causing the fire to flourish.

Under the irradiation of strong light, the monster's movements became slower, and the flames on his body became more ferocious.

Only the black crow was unaffected, and the fire was extinguished in an instant, but the white smoke continued to interfere with it, making it unable to catch up with Raistlin, and rammed around like a dog in the field.

The scene, though sinister, seemed to be under their control.

Rhode thought to himself, they should plan to clear the scarecrow first, and then turn back to deal with the black crow.

Very reasonable tactic, especially with the help of flares, that deals hordes of damage to the Scarecrow.

The only problem is that they spent a lot of power against the Scarecrow, and I don't know if they can beat the powerful Black Crow.

No, I have to help them share a little bit of the pressure.

Rhodes raised the gun, and the psionic energy poured into the **** again.

It seems to be the reason for using spiritual energy too frequently. Rhode felt a little tired, and the charging of the spiritual gun was a little slow. It took about 8 seconds for the spiritual pressure gauge to fill up.

But that doesn't matter.

Under the eyes of the soul, Rhode accurately captured all the details on the battlefield, found the most suitable time to shoot, and the real silver bullet accurately hit a scarecrow who had just received a heavy blow.

At the moment when the waveform of the soul is disordered, its psionic energy also appears sluggish.

This is the flaw.

The real silver bullet hit its disgusting brain precisely, and the black marrow ashes filled with psychic energy released its full energy, and the huge explosion blew the scarecrow's head into powder.

The headless body swayed twice, then fell to the ground, and black fly ash soared from it along with the flames, representing its complete death.

The black line flew again, and a line of text appeared in the eyes.

【The complete soul of the mad sinner】

Um?

How is this time different?

The doubts were buried in the bottom of his heart in an instant, and Rhode looked at the battlefield nervously, although he thought that his timing was very good, the monster that was hit was on the edge of the battlefield, and the powerful black crow was bound by white smoke on the other side. Slyn was jumping into the air and began to release the steel needle.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't cause too much disturbance, but after all, he was a novice who encountered this kind of battle formation for the first time, and he was somewhat afraid of becoming a pig teammate.

Fortunately, there was no change in the monster group, and Raistlin still swept the scarecrow while sneaking the black crow.

Iger was still spraying white smoke, while Karamon kept throwing blue water waves from his whip to heal Raistlin's wounds.

Teammates did not spit at him or warn him, proving that his actions were approved.

Rhode's heart was instantly filled with ecstasy, so many monsters, so many powerful souls, maybe the third star could light up.

Within a month of entering the academy, three fires were ignited. Maybe it was the super genius of Jinworth Academy that came out once every century. Wang invited him to be the guest of Trorian Kingdom, and then marry a few princesses or something. , Even in such a dark and strange world, he can accept such a beautiful day.

Hahahaha, my life is hopeful again, and I no longer have to suffer and be troubled every day.

The ecstasy did not affect his calmness, and Rhode raised the gun again and accurately found the second target.

With a gunshot, the second scarecrow shattered on the spot.

【Small piece of soul】

Gee, is it a matter of luck?

There is a chance that I may get a whole soul, or a fragment of a soul?

Just had bad luck?

Rhode fired a third shot, and another scarecrow was blown up by him.

【The complete soul of the mad sinner】

Ha ha.

Good luck.

A little depression was instantly dissipated by ecstasy.

Rhode was a little bolder, and fired the fourth and fifth shots at short intervals.

【Small piece of soul】

【Big piece of soul】

Okay.

Rhodes continued to recharge, but his spirit was clearly exhausted, which was a sign of overuse of psionic energy. The recharging of the psychic spear also became very slow, and it was not fully charged for more than ten seconds.

Rhode was in a hurry. These scarecrows had become very weak under the fire, and their spiritual energy had dimmed a lot. They were surrounded by raging flames, and they almost completely turned into firemen.

Apparently, they were running out of steam.

If this continues, he will not be able to grab the strange head.

Rhode hurriedly took out the red powder from his arms and poured it into his mouth.

The crimson powder passed through his throat like a chili pepper and hit his stomach like a fire, and a strong heat began to spread from the stomach to the limbs.

His spirit was on fire again, and his psychic energy was boiling again.

it is good!

Rhode's thoughts were certain, the powerful spiritual energy surged again, and the spiritual pressure meter soared into the sky.

boom!

The sixth scarecrow was reduced to ashes.

【The complete soul of the mad sinner】

it is good!

Rhode was ecstatic in his heart, and while the effect of the red powder was still there, he continued to shoot wildly, destroying the remaining scarecrows one by one.

Got four more [small pieces of soul], one [large piece of soul], and one [complete soul of a mad sinner].

Now, only the black crow is left on the field.

Stress is reduced a lot.

But the three of them have consumed most of their psionic energy, and they still can't be careless. They are concentrating on dealing with the only remaining monster, but they don't know when the psionic power lock has expired. A strange figure is quietly observing at the top of the sewer. them.

Only Rhodes found something wrong.

As long as there is no obstruction, the eye of the soul has a very wide line of sight, and he can clearly see the figure. He hangs upside down like a bat at the top, and the soul waveform is as low as a large size.

Unlike monsters, human souls always take on all kinds of complex and strange appearances.

And this one, he was very impressed.

The watchmen of the Iron Cross, who their flares call.

The guy with the half iron mask!

Rhodes suddenly became nervous.

How is this going?

Chapter end