The Last Dark King

what to do?

A half-bright thunder stone might be able to cause damage, but if thrown like this, it would be impossible to hit.

At this moment, a strange whine suddenly came from deep in the sewer.

The black priest's expression changed instantly.

"Oops!"

"How come it's so fast?"

She whispered to herself very quietly.

Rhodes didn't hear it and guessed it by reading her lips.

The whining sound continued, and the black priest became very anxious. She grabbed Rhodes' clothes and dragged him wildly towards the depths of the sewer.

Caramon followed numbly.

After running for a few hundred meters, the surrounding environment became even more gloomy, and the strange stench made it almost difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, Rhodes felt a strange palpitating feeling, as if something was attracting him.

Before he could come to his senses, his perspective flipped and he was thrown out by the black priest and fell heavily to the cold ground.

Rhode endured the pain and held the thunder stone tightly without making a sound, fearing to be noticed.

But the Black Priest didn't even look at him.

She took out a beautifully decorated box from her arms, opened it carefully, gently picked out the green floc powder, and carefully sprinkled it in front of her.

Boom boom.

Boom boom.

Rhodes heard strange auditory hallucinations, like the sound of heart beating and blood flow.

He looked quietly and saw a huge heart beating in front of the black priest.

Every time it beat, the pulsing sound echoed in my mind.

Black mist is gathering from all directions, entering the heart through the exposed large blood vessels.

Its flesh and blood was infected with black from the inside out.

Rhodes understood in an instant.

It turns out that it is rot, and it is absorbing the black mist.

The phenomenon seen in the square before was caused by it.

This must be some kind of evil ritual performed by doomsday cultists, and even those monsters may have been placed here by them.

The black priest brought him here, certainly not to let him watch the ceremony, but to make him a living sacrifice for the ceremony.

Oops.

As soon as she finishes sprinkling the green powder, she might disembowel me immediately.

Rhodes was very anxious. Almost all the thunder stones in his hands had been lit up. However, based on the power of the previous use, it was inferred that if the black priest was thrown out like this, he would not know whether he would die or not. He would definitely be killed first.

But this is the only chance of survival.

Rhodes ignored the danger and crawled out as quickly and carefully as possible.

"small bug."

The cold voice of the black priest came from behind:

"You'd better settle down or you're going to suffer even more."

Rhode's heart tightened, but she did not catch up and was still concentrating on her ritual.

Perhaps she despised him too much, thinking that it was impossible for him to escape from her grasp, let alone pose a threat to her. The black priest did not even look at him, and bowed respectfully, surrounding his heart like a sacred object. Turn and sprinkle the green fluff around the heart in circles.

When the black priest's back turned to him, Rhodes immediately threw the thunder stone filled with spiritual energy without any hesitation.

A thick fog flew out from the black priest, covering the projectile thrown by Rhodes.

"Little insect, your useless struggle will bring you a more tragic fate. You will know that your weak spiritual energy is in the face of real power..."

boom!

The fully charged thunder stone burst into pure blue light, piercing the thick fog.

The winding silver snakes bloomed like flowers, and strong thunder light illuminated the entire area.

Its power exceeded Rhodes' calculation. The aftermath of the lightning knocked him down, and the strong paralysis made him almost lose consciousness.

The lightning quickly fell, and Rhodes twisted his stiff neck and cast his gaze over.

I saw that the giant black heart was still beating, but at a much slower speed. The black priest fell to the ground, and the cyan electric light beat on her body from time to time, but the thick fog that shrouded her head still did not dissipate.

Rhodes' heart sank.

He remembered clearly that the green hair once told him that this thick fog is atomized psychic energy. It is a psychic technique that can only be used by people with a very high psychic level. It has a very strong concealment effect and can cover Peeping, isolating psychic energy fluctuations.

The thick fog has not dissipated, and the master of the psychic energy is definitely not dead.

As if his guess was verified, the black priest let out a painful groan, twitched his body, and woke up.

The intense tension pierced Rhode's heart like a steel needle.

He forced his stiff hands to move, reached into the gray bag, and held the thunder stone.

The thick numbness made him feel as if he was holding a ball of cotton, and the operation of his spiritual energy was also affected to a certain extent. Like mud, the infusion speed became slow.

"Little bastard!"

The Black Priest's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"How dare you interfere with the curse seal ceremony!"

She stood up unsteadily. The lightning strike seemed to have caused great damage to her, leaving her unsteady.

She tried to pick up the double-headed knife that fell on the ground, but the remaining electric light hit her body.

"You bastard!"

The Black Priest's tone was full of hatred, which was completely opposite to her amiable behavior in the administration hall.

"I'll kill you first! I can complete the ritual just the same, it won't be much slower!"

She moved her body and walked towards Rhodes step by step.

Rhodes knew something was wrong and wanted to throw the thunder stone in advance, but his arms were stiff and he couldn't take it out of the gray bag for a while. He could only shout: "Don't come over, I still have the thunder stone!"

The black priest sneered: "Little bastard, you have just lit the fire, and you have not become a fire bearer for half a month. You have consumed so much spiritual energy before, and it is already unexpected that you can throw a powerful thunder stone. Your soul It has been exhausted a long time ago. If you still have the spiritual power to activate the Thunder Stone, I will eat up all the shit in this sewer."

Her pace gradually quickened, her figure gradually stabilized, and she was getting rid of the paralysis caused by the lightning strike.

Rhodes was extremely nervous and twitched his arms desperately, but his elbows refused to obey and swayed back and forth in the gray bag.

The black priest was even more sure of her judgment and gritted his teeth: "You little bastard, you are dead! I will take out your large intestine and use it as my scarf for the next week."

Perhaps because her description was too disgusting, Rhodes suddenly raised his arm. The thunder stone was held in his hand, and one-third of the engraved thunder patterns were already lit up.

His arms were still not in control, but Rhodes shook his body, swung his elbows, loosened his fingers, and threw the thunder stone.

The black priest was startled.

"What! You still have..."

boom!

The thunder stone with one third of the energy exploded. The black priest could not avoid it and was blown away.

Although the lightning was far less powerful than when it was full of energy, Rhodes's hands and feet were not good enough and the throw was much closer, causing him to be hit by the aftermath again and fall to the ground.

The black priest was much worse. The strong explosion tore her priest's robe apart. Burnt green smoke rose from her body. She was blown far away and fell heavily to the ground. It took a long time to get up. .

Not dead yet!

Rhodes was startled and hurriedly wanted to put his hand into the gray bag, but the stronger numbness prevented him from moving at all.

"I must kill you with my own hands!"

The black priest's tone was filled with deep resentment, but it turned coquettish the next moment.

"Little Kara, heal me."

Rhodes' heart thumped, but his stiff neck couldn't move, so he could only look out of the corner of his eye.

Caramon was seen standing in silence in the distance, unaffected by the lightning strike. His eyes were still filled with black light. He clasped his hands together like a puppet and murmured: "Yes, my mistress."

But the next moment, blue water waves fell on him.

The paralysis weakened instantly, and Rhodes hurriedly reached into the gray bag, held the thunder stone, and poured spiritual energy into it with all his strength.

The black priest cursed angrily: "Idiot, it's me! Heal me!"

A wave of blue water fell on her, but it was much smaller than the one on Rhodes.

The black priest cursed: "Useless trash! It's such a waste to give you the blasphemous ritual. If I had known earlier, I should have chosen White Smoke Egg, but it's a pity that he doesn't like women who are taller than him, bah!"

She stood up and walked towards Rhodes relatively quickly, but her pace was still unsteady, and she obviously had not fully recovered.

Rhodes shouted: "Don't come over! I still have Thunder Stone!"

The black priest sneered: "You still have psychic power to drive the thunder stone. I will kneel down on the spot and eat your shit!"

The pace quickened, and Rhodes had no choice but to throw out the half-charged Thunder Stone.

"What, you still..."

The black priest hurriedly tried to roll away, but his hands and feet were not working well after all, and he was still hit.

The strong lightning blasted her away again, and the tortured priest's robe finally shattered into pieces, exposing her body wrapped in thick fog. The atomized spiritual energy helped her resist a lot of damage, but it could not completely Isolate electric shock.

She fell heavily to the ground again, overcome by paralysis.

Rhodes was affected by the thunder stone thrown by himself for the third time and fell to the ground as well.

Suddenly, the black priest shouted: "Little Kara, go kill him!"

Caramon drew his black knife, but walked towards her.

The black priest shouted urgently: "It's him! Him! That man!"

Caramon looked a little confused. He turned around twice, not knowing who he was going to.

The black priest said angrily: "What a waste! I really shouldn't have used so much force. The sacrilegious ritual damaged his brain. Don't kill him, heal me!"

The blue light fell on Rhodes again, and the face of the black priest under the thick fog was almost distorted: "It's me, you idiot! How did your mother give birth to a brainless fool like you? It's me! The mistress who heals you!"

Another smaller blue light fell on her.

The black priest gritted his silver teeth, thinking that I would come back to deal with you after I kill that bastard.

As the paralysis subsided, she stood up and ran towards Rhodes quickly. Time has been delayed too much. An accident occurred in the heart of the curse spirit and it matured in advance. The current changes are likely to be seen by the big eyes of the White Tower. She must complete the ritual before the new watcher arrives.

Rhodes shouted again: "Don't come over, I really still have thunder stones! If you don't believe me, look at it!"

The charged thunder stone cannot take out the gray bag, otherwise it will be like a grenade with the pin pulled out, and explosion is its only fate.

Rhodes raised the top of the gray bag, trying to let her see the shining thunder stone in his hand.

"How about we each take a step back? You let me go, and I'll pretend nothing happened."

The black priest laughed angrily: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"

The Thunder Stone was not visible at all from her angle.

"I stopped playing tricks like yours ten years ago. If you still have psychic powers, I will lie in your toilet and eat your shit and drink your urine from now on!"