The Last Dark King

The bright light drowned everything.

Rhodes closed his eyes and covered his eyes with his hands, but he couldn't completely prevent the bright light from penetrating his eyelids.

After an unknown amount of time, the strong light fell and Rhodes opened his eyes. All the monsters turned into ashes, the air became brighter, the sky became much wider, the environment was no longer oppressive, and the shadows and visions disappeared.

Eleven people wearing cyan cloaks stood in front of them.

The leader was a young woman.

He has delicate features and looks no more than twenty years old. Under his blue Dou Feng is a strange blue and white robe, with an extremely conspicuous triple flame logo on the collar.

"Do not be afraid."

She spoke softly, her voice soft and clear, like a skylark in the valley.

The moment the words came out, the last trace of luck in Rhodes's heart was gone - he could understand every word she said, but he couldn't understand her language.

"You're safe."

After the words fell, the companions around the girl spread out and began to survey and clean up the scene.

Two people came towards him.

no solution anymore.

Rhodes adjusted his mentality as quickly as possible.

The only option now is to pass as a victim.

As long as they don't become suspicious, everything will turn around.

On the bright side, he may not be the murderer.

A tattoo doesn't mean anything, maybe it's a coincidence?

Maybe a universal tattoo design?

Maybe the owner of that hand is not the murderer?

There are many possibilities, and they may not always lead to the worst.

With his mind settled, Rhodes no longer panicked and quietly waited for his upcoming fate.

Among the two people walking towards him, one was a burly white-haired man and the other was a young lady with waist-length hair.

The white-haired man walked up to him, took out a slightly reddish stone, placed it in front of his eyes, and said coldly: "Speak."

"Ah?" Rhodes didn't understand, "What did you say?"

But the man had already put away the stone.

"No traces of corruption, no loss of control over psychic energy."

He seemed to be checking his condition, while another young lady squatted down, groped his body with her soft little hands, seemed to be checking his body, and said softly:

"Relax, don't be nervous, the guardian is here, everything will be fine."

"Hmm... what is this soft ball? A hairy ball? It's quite cute. It must be your favorite thing, right?"

Rhodes was a little at a loss, but fortunately the groping didn't last long. The young lady's hands were quick, and in just a moment she had turned him upside down, searching every corner.

"This security check is really awesome." Rhodes thought to himself, "Why doesn't it exist in my world?"

Then I thought: "Why doesn't she seem to see the pattern on the back of my hand?"

The young lady stood up, gently held his arm, smiled and said, "Take two steps."

Rod felt confused, am I lame?

Apart from the headache that plagued him like a toothache, I didn't feel anything was wrong, right?

After taking two steps with the help of the young lady, she smiled and said, "It's okay, you are very healthy."

Rhodes agreed blankly, but suddenly he felt a little sad. These people are so strange. I wonder if he, a product with three characteristics, can adapt to life here?

Looking up, people at the scene were busy nervously. They quickly collected the items scattered on the ground and touched each corpse with a blue stone.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Rhodes felt that the restless body seemed to calm down after being touched.

"That's the curse-breaking stone."

The young lady explained to him understandingly.

"It can lift the curse of living corpses and help their spirits rest. Please don't be sad. They will return to the embrace of fire."

Rhodes felt a chill in his heart.

Is it because I stepped on that weird symbol?

But that symbol has turned into ashes, so it shouldn't have any impact, right?

While he was thinking, he saw another person collecting the ashes left by those black-haired monsters.

The young lady smiled and said: "Don't worry, these silver beasts in Luolun City are completely dead."

Rhodes was surprised: "Silver... beast?"

"Well, they are the product of the beast-morphing curse, the source of aberrant nightmares. We will find them. Someone has already reproduced and recorded the traces at the scene."

The young lady winked at him, indicating that it was the burly white-haired man next to her.

Rhodes glanced at him and found that the burly white-haired man was staring closely at him.

There was a long charcoal pen in front of him, floating in mid-air, drawing rapidly on the yellow paper.

The young lady smiled and said: "You seem to have recovered. The death of your companion does not seem to have much impact on you. You are very strong. I like this type of boy the best."

She let go of Rhode's hand and walked away briskly.

"My name is A Luo, a second-level physician in Jinworth. I'm glad to be able to help you."

The burly man walked up and said coldly: "Please completely recount your experiences before and after the incident, especially before and after the disaster. Don't miss every detail. We will use these to find potential doomsday believers."

coming!

Rhodes' heart tightened.

"I……"

He hesitated for a moment, and when he saw the burly man's cold eyes, the charcoal flying in front of him, and all kinds of strange things, his heart suddenly tightened.

Wouldn't they have some means to detect the truth and identify lies?

No, I can't lie,

Rhodes put it in a safer way.

"I can't remember clearly."

This is a universal answer. To make up a lie requires countless details. If one detail is seen through, the entire lie will be exposed.

He doesn't know what kind of criminal investigation methods the people here have. Using subjective emotions instead of objective facts is the best way.

The burly man narrowed his eyes.

"Why can't you remember?"

"I, I don't know, I'm too scared... There are corpses everywhere... My head hurts, I seem to have been injured..."

These words are very accurate, and the whole process is filled with vague personal feelings and emotions. It is simply the perfect exculpatory confession of the famous criminal Zhang San.

This is indeed the case, he just described it in a different direction.

But the burly man was unmoved and said coldly.

"I found a strange blood stain at the scene. It was burned to ashes just before we arrived. Can you explain it?"

Rhodes' eyes widened, didn't he? Even if it's burned to ashes, you can still find traces? Are you Geralt, the broken old man?

Wow.

The yellow papyrus next to the burly man turned a page, and the charcoal pen suspended in the air continued to write crazily.

Rhodes glanced at it calmly and found that the back of the page was also full of words.

But he was illiterate and didn't know anyone.

Grass.

"I, I really don't know. When I woke up, they were all dead. There were red stones everywhere on the ground... Those long-haired monsters appeared from the black mist. I was so scared that I didn't know what to do. Wherever I ran, the corpses on the ground came to life again. I couldn't breathe and thought I was going to die. At this moment, you guys came..."

The burly man listened quietly, and after writing dozens more pages, turned and left.

Rhodes looked at his back anxiously.

Passed the test?

Apparently not.

Two more people came over and stood beside him without saying a word. The meaning of surveillance could not be more obvious.

Rhodes' heart sank.

On the other side, the burly man did not deliberately lower his voice to avoid him.

"...The reproduction is complete and all information has been recorded."

"The entire migration team was wiped out, and the lampbearer died in the battle. He was the only survivor."

"There is no loss of goods, there are rituals with unknown directions at the scene, a living corpse curse from unknown origin, some evidence was destroyed, and the cause of death is unknown."

"The survivor has not undergone the trial of fire, has not been corrupted, and has no spirit. He is an ordinary person, but..."

"...I still believe that the survivors are still extremely suspicious and should be handed over to the Internal Affairs Bureau for special review."

The girl in blue and white robes said nothing and listened quietly.

The doctor A Luo on the side covered her mouth with some disbelief in her tone.

"Isn't it? Bai Lang, are you mistaken? I don't feel like he is a bad person."

The burly male white wolf glanced at her with cold eyes.

"Aluo, never judge a person by his feelings. There are too many suspicious things about the whole thing. He is the only survivor, but he claims to have amnesia. He may be hiding ulterior secrets, trying to deceive us, and carry out some kind of A terrible conspiracy to achieve his ulterior motives."

"But, after entering the Internal Affairs Judgment Office, he might..."

Bai Lang's voice became deeper, "There is no way, some things are unavoidable."

The air became silent for a moment.

Rhode's heart also fell into the ice cave, and he felt as if he had just emerged from a tiger's den and entered a wolf's hole again.

You guys are too strict... Do I have to be subjected to such speculation and sent to some tribunal for just a little bit of suspicion?

As soon as you hear the name, you know it's not a good place. It's probably an institution similar to the Zhazidong Gulag, which eats people without spitting out their bones.

That special investigation sounds even more dangerous. Not to mention the secrets he hides, judging from their reactions, it is likely that after the investigation is over, the person will be dead or crippled.

what to do?

When he was anxious, the girl in blue and white robes spoke.

"Is there any other possibility?"

White Wolf replied: "No."

The girl in blue and white robes was silent for a few seconds, sighed invisibly, and said, "Okay, then..."

Snapped.

The hands of the two people behind him had already put their hands on his shoulders, and the image of being arrested and taken away by the police uncle suddenly appeared in Rhode's mind.

"No! Wait!"

Rhodes shouted out in a hurry.

"I still have something to say."

Everyone turned their attention.

Rhodes' heart was beating wildly, and the intense tension almost suffocated him.

Bai Lang said coldly: "If you have any questions, talk to the executioner..."

But the girl in green and white robes interrupted him: "Let him speak."

Rhodes shouted: "I want to talk to you, alone!"

Bai Lang sounded slightly impatient: "Take him away..."

But the girl interrupted him again: "Okay."

She took a few steps outside and stood in a relatively empty location.

Rhodes was escorted by the two people behind him.

The strong nervousness did not interrupt his careful thinking like Sherlock Holmes. From just now, he had keenly observed that the girl wearing a blue and white robe with a triple flame logo on the collar was the leader of this group of people.

Although she looks very young, in this world, age cannot measure everything.

Maybe she is gifted, maybe her father helped her complete the accumulation of the first thirty years, maybe her family helped her complete the first three hundred years of struggle.

But that's not the point. The point is that now her will can change his destiny.

Then, as long as she can be persuaded, she can avoid the tragic fate of being sent to an interrogation institution for inhumane interrogation.

And he happens to have special persuasion skills.

Although this technique was somewhat devilish and he didn't know if it would work, he had no other choice but to gamble.

The person behind him let go of him, bowed slightly, and left immediately.

The girl looked at him with her light eyes: "Just tell me."

Rhodes took a deep breath to calm down the surge of nervousness, and said in a deep voice: "Look into my eyes."

A light red light appeared on the girl's body, flame patterns flowed on the robe, and the flame symbol on the collar began to burn.

Then, she looked into his eyes.

Rhodes asked: "What's in it?"

The girl looked at it for a few seconds and found nothing strange, so she asked, "What's there?"

Rod said in his deepest voice ever.

"have you."