The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 188 - 135 Public Execution_3

Chapter 188: Chapter 135 Public Execution_3

The Envoy glanced at the Chief Judge, who immediately understood and raised his voice, "Bring up his Spirit Gun."

The Judge handed the Spirit Gun to the Chief Judge, who respectfully presented it to the Envoy.

The Envoy examined the gun and remarked, "This seems to be Lauren’s gun."

He opened the gun chamber and removed the Sealing Spirit Bullet from within.

All eyes were now focused on this scene.

The bullet did not seem significantly different from the ordinary True Silver Bullets, except for the intricate patterns of Spiritual Energy on its surface.

With two fingers, the Envoy grasped the base of the bullet and pointed the tip toward his own temple. A flash of Spiritual Energy at his fingertips, and the bullet shot out with a bang, hitting the temple squarely.

The Sealing Spirit Bullet shattered into fragments, sprinkling shiny Star Dust into the air.

The Envoy nodded slightly, "The Spirit-breaking effect is very strong, only slightly less so than the Calamity Flying Knife. What’s the manufacturing recipe?"

Rod did not hesitate too much and immediately said, "Ten True Silver Bullets, three portions of Spirituality, and one gram of Star Light Ruby Powder."

Originally, it also required a portion of Humanity, but Rod wasn’t certain if that was a standard ingredient, so he omitted it from his answer.

The Envoy’s expression showed a trace of emotion, "The yield is ten bullets per batch?"

"Correct."

A stir arose from the judgment council.

A High Rank Defense Chief commented, "That’s quite cost-effective. We could definitely equip a limited number of them to supplement our standard combat capabilities."

"False! He’s deceiving us! It costs much less than the Calamity Flying Knife, and the effects are nearly the same—it’s simply impossible."

Rod retorted with a sneer, "Give me the materials, and I can make it."

After all, the loss of just a portion of Humanity was not a grave concern.

The man was left speechless.

The Envoy continued, "Can the production scheme be disclosed?"

Rod shook his head, "It seems to be my instinct; I do not know the exact method."

The Envoy nodded slightly again.

This was a common occurrence. Many producers in the Royal City relied on their inherent Characteristics to craft items that could not be replicated by others.

The Calamity Flying Knife was such a product.

"How many can you produce in a day?"

After pondering for a moment, Rod considered that the Stone Platform in the Dream Realm automated the creation of Sealing Spirit Bullets in about fifteen seconds; however, he could not afford to spend the entire day there, or he would reveal too many flaws.

"Around one hundred, I suppose."

The Envoy nodded slightly once more, "That quantity is sufficient for an optional supply item."

"Wait a minute!" the Judgement Master exclaimed, "Why are we discussing this? Isn’t he a murderer? Do we even need his bullets?"

The judgement council fell silent; no one responded to his outcry.

The High Rank Defense Chief said, "We are a bit short, though. While we don’t usually use Spirit Guns as weapons, they can be a last resort in critical moments when Spiritual Energy is depleted. If we can disrupt a monster’s Spiritual Energy, causing it to freeze and pause, it might just save a life."

Some high-ranking researchers from the Mechanical Research Institute added, "His Fire Spark is extremely unique; we have never seen such a strong Fire Spark before. It’s worth a deeper investigation to uncover more secrets of the Soul."

"Indeed, he is also a complete Spiritual Visionary with great potential and strong combat capabilities. Considering our current scarcity of personnel..."

The Judgement Master shouted, "He is a Doomsday believer!"

"That is highly unlikely," stated a Bishop decisively.

"Now that I think about it, apart from Gregor’s word, there’s almost no chance Rod is a Doomsday believer. You claim he used Hallucination Magic to confuse our minds, but that theory is inherently flawed. We have never heard of such abilities. Moreover, according to Gregor, his power would have to affect the entire Sword Pass, blur the perception of Third Level Combatants, and also be continuously activated at all times, which is utterly unbelievable."

"But he killed Gregor! He’s a murderer!"

The Bishop fell silent.

The fact that Gregor was killed, and the Chief Judge’s unlikely involvement as a Doomsday believer, were undeniable.

Someone quietly said, "But Gregor is already dead..."

"With Rod’s many functions..." the Judgement Master glowered, his voice trailing off as those whispers diminished, but most people began entertaining some doubts in their hearts.

After a moment of contemplation, the Envoy asked, "Rod, can you explain your Undying Body?"

Rod replied casually, "I simply utilized the deflection of light. When light travels through air of different densities, it causes peculiar refractions that distort the image seen, just like how fish look in water. Using that principle, I interfered with their vision, nothing more."

No sooner had he spoken than a high-ranking researcher jumped up, exclaiming, "Exactly! That’s it! Finally, we have someone willing to fight with the Truth. You must understand, flesh is very fragile; steel and machinery are the only path to our future!"

He kept elaborating on his theories, but no one was inclined to listen.

Everyone quietly pondered the matter.

If neither Rod nor Gregor were Doomsday believers, then it was evident that this affair was a struggle for the throne between Qingyu and Jon, where both parties used the Black Tide to attack and frame each other’s supporters, resorting to any means necessary, completely disregarding the interests of the Trolian Kingdom and humanity at large.

Undoubtedly, such acts must be prohibited.

The King of Trolian cannot ascend to the throne under these circumstances; both Qingyu and Jon must face punishment.

Especially Qingyu, who dared to instruct her people to commit murder in the Judgement Court—it was outrageous.

However, as to how exactly to handle the situation, they had yet to reach a consensus.

Unconsciously, everyone’s gaze converged on the King’s Envoy.