The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 322 - 227 Moving Forward into the Darkness_4

Chapter 322: Chapter 227 Moving Forward into the Darkness_4

Supreme Council.

Many urged the First Elder, Amendo, to decide on the New King’s candidate as soon as possible.

Among them, Levill and others were particularly eager, wishing to bypass all procedures to have Jon ascend the throne immediately.

Meanwhile, Chief Governor Talinus and the Great Judge Manolo Bana were fanning the flames from the shadows.

Amendo did not respond, but his murky eyes also showed signs of wavering.

After the meeting.

Chief Governor Talinus gathered the opposition at his residence to discuss the next steps.

The crowd was in high spirits.

Chief Judge Amoli laughed, "That boy is so arrogant; a newly risen upstart showing such disrespect, and he has already offended so many people before even setting out. He is bound to fail."

"Exactly, he has no idea the gravity of his situation. The darkness of Star Town will surely devour him!"

"We’ve got this in the bag!"

"Don’t celebrate too early," Manolo Bana said darkly. "The boy is quite extraordinary; he might just perform some miracle."

"Don’t worry, Lord Gula, I have a plan."

Chief Judge Levill sneered and gave his suggestion.

"We can sabotage their logistic supplies, pass off inferior goods as good ones, old as new, or even mix in corrosive material to attract unsuspected monsters. There’s a massive monster lair near Star Town, an ancient and destroyed underground city. We can send someone to intentionally disturb it, causing a localized monster tide, and watch their entire army be wiped out as soon as they arrive, hahaha!"

This overly sinister suggestion made some feel uneasy.

"Levill, this doesn’t seem quite right, does it?"

"Too many people will die."

"This is rebellion..."

Levill said with a laugh, "Gentlemen, it’s only about a hundred people. One hundred die so that a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred million can live in peace. Isn’t that a good thing? It’s a grand act of kindness; how could it be rebellion? I am compelled to do this for everyone’s sake."

"Right, right, we’re doing it for the greater good."

"Indeed, blind expansion will inevitably awaken the unspeakable entities in the dark, and the only outcome for the folly of pride is annihilation."

"We have no choice."

Talinus clapped his hands and announced loudly, "Let’s hurry up and discuss the details of the action. Make sure not to give ourselves away, good times are still ahead of us."

"Yes, Lord Talinus is absolutely right."

"May this absurd expedition fail quickly."

In the noisy commotion, Talinus and Manolo Bana exchanged glances without a trace, once again revealing their icy smiles.

——

Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.

Horus looked at the Holy Fire, still restless under the boiling Spiritual Energy of the King, feeling very uneasy in his heart.

——

Inside the mountains of the Dead Ash Mountain Range.

Silver Oath.

Under the great True Silver Ring, the leader of the Taboo Armament looked at the transfer orders in hand and fell silent for a long while before speaking.

"Mephit, you go. I will amplify the bonds, but remember the vows you’ve taken and the Curse Seal upon you," the leader said.

After finishing this sentence, he vanished into the shadows.

A person in a white robe marked with a ring on the chest opened the grand Silver Gate embedded in the mountainside.

"Go now, and do not forget, you must return on the Full Moon."

A slender figure departed accordingly.

——

Jinworth Academy.

Secret base.

Dean Vera was discussing with Commander Soron.

Archbishop Horus had already informed them of the relevant matters; Rod was their pride, and supporting him was only natural.

However, the secret branch force could not be completely controlled by Vera and Soron alone.

Besides other instructors and teachers, Jinworth Academy and the Calier Troops also had some say.

Therefore, how to smoothly include Star Town as the mission area for the secret branch was the issue they needed to consider most.

In the main training ground.

Kashan was training diligently with the new recruits, her training uniform soaked with sweat, accentuating her curvaceous figure; her dazzling blond hair, wet with perspiration, swung through the air, catching and reflecting the light.

My fists have gotten harder.

A fleeting sense of joy crossed Kashan’s mind before being replaced by even more intense training.

The only thought in her mind was one of determination.

I need more strength.

I must gain greater control over the Spark of Fury.

I must become stronger.

I must fight alongside Rod!

——

All these conflicts were unknown to Rod.

At that moment, he was sitting in a carriage pulled by Spiritual Horses, fully engrossed in absorbing more knowledge of a commander from Molly.

Outside, dozens of larger carriages followed.

Atop each carriage, a brass lamp glowed.

The fire flickered inside the lamps, dispelling the rolling black Mist, lighting their path ahead.

Thus, the caravan set off towards the heart of darkness.