The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 183 - 134 Justice Will Be Served!

Chapter 183: Chapter 134 Justice Will Be Served!

For a moment, Rod’s fury had escalated to the point of losing his rationality, and he desperately wanted to punch that greasy man and the Chief Judge right there and then.

But cold rationality reminded him that the only consequence of doing so would be to deepen suspicions or lead directly to his ruin.

However, if he just swallowed his pride, Rod found it hard to accept as he most loathed those who still undermine others during crises; and this Chief Judge was the most despicable and disgusting sycophant he had ever seen.

Not stomping him into oblivion was hardly enough to quell the rage in his heart.

Fortunately, Rod soon found an opportunity.

Before he and Gregor as prime suspects were escorted back to the Royal City, leaders from both factions had spoken to them separately.

To Rod’s surprise, the first thing Ms. Qingyu said when she saw him was:

"I’m glad we met so soon."

Her second statement was:

"I’m very sorry."

Startled, Rod asked, "Sorry for what?"

Qingyu’s eyes clear as water looked at him as she softly said, "I’m sorry for dragging you into my camp, but failing to provide you with sufficient protection and causing you a lot of trouble."

Rod’s eyebrows slightly raised, he asked the question that had been festering in his mind for a long time:

"In such a harsh and severe environment, why can’t everyone unite and work together to find a way out? Why the constant infighting?"

Rod didn’t mince words, but Qingyu wasn’t offended; instead, she quietly replied:

"It wasn’t like this before. The environment was much harsher then. It seemed like we could be consumed by darkness at any moment. Everyone had few thoughts other than survival."

"Later, under the King’s leadership, we became better, expanded faster, and had more resources. Things we couldn’t think of before were easily achieved later. The King was lenient and gave us a lot of freedom, and many of the previous strict rules were revised. We didn’t become weaker—on the contrary, we became stronger, and everyone was filled with confidence, thinking we could soon light up the entire Gray Soil Continent, even the whole world."

"However, we soon suffered a series of serious setbacks. A large number of failures and the death of comrades severely shook everyone’s beliefs; everyone became confused and chaotic. No one wanted to accept such events, and everyone desperately sought a new path to victory."

"From there, the differences hidden under the threats of death and the brilliance of victory gradually became clear and grew larger."

Qingyu’s tone became somber.

"Jon was like this. Since his fiancée died, he became incredibly extreme, believing that to surpass monsters, humans must become more powerful, more ruthless, surviving by any means necessary, and that victory is the standard for measuring everything. Many people agreed with his view, and this attracted a large number of followers."

"Although our goals are for Trolian, for the Holy Fire, for the future of mankind, for the continuation of civilization, there are always a few people with other intentions who stir up discord, take advantage of the situation, and make the disputes over principles and paths even more acute."

"Especially among us three King Candidates."

"Despite my repeated attempts to reconcile, they were not very effective. Jon saw everything as a conspiracy and frequently used conspiracy tactics against me and another candidate, Xingge. He urgently wanted everyone to accept his doctrines to make everyone ruthless and unscrupulous, as if that would immediately overwhelm the monsters and restore our previous glorious victory."

Rod raised an eyebrow.

"What about the King? What is he doing?"

Qingyu quietly said, "In recent years, the King has lived a secluded life, barely appearing except for important meetings. There are rumors that he is about to return to the Holy Fire, which is one of the reasons we have come to this point. However, lately, the King seems to have recognized this phenomenon and is taking steps to stop it, so you need not worry too much."

Rod was silent for a long time, barely accepting her explanation, and then he sighed deeply and asked, "What about those in the Doomsday Cult? Why do I feel like they are everywhere?"

Hearing this question, a slight smile appeared on Qingyu’s face.

"The Doomsday Cult is only a very small part. Most of them are filled with endless greed, delusional about using the Kingdom’s crisis to elevate themselves rapidly."

"The Doomsday Cult mainly divides into four types; the original Doomsday believers who aim at destroying everyone are very few now, mostly madmen, enemies of everyone."

"Those who align with the Pollution Fire, seeking shelter from the Evil God such as the King of Darkness or the Great Heavenly God, intended to coexist with the Black Fog, belong to the Polluter Sect. They are the largest group among the Doomsday Sects, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands."

"Those who aim to summon ancient sovereigns to descend, eradicate all darkness, and save mankind belong to the Descender Sect; they are an elite group, with not many members."

"Those who think the fire is too strong, leading to monster attacks and Black Fog invasion, believe we should voluntarily reduce our territory and population, give up arms, and show sincerity to the indescribable existence in the darkness to gain a breathing space, belong to the Survivor Sect, who have grown rapidly in recent years."

"Besides these, there are also some individuals or sects hoping to gain power or knowledge from the Evil God, or to fulfill certain desires, with very few members, basically not influential."