The warm palace badge was used up in my hand within half a day.

This is much more powerful than the Moonlight Clan.

But after putting on the equipment, Rhodes suddenly felt brand new, and his original melancholy suddenly disappeared.

For the first time, he felt that he was extremely powerful. The blood was boiling in his chest, and the powerful spiritual energy was rushing through his veins, making him want to rush to the battlefield and kill the monsters.

Of course, it's not possible yet, but there is also a special training ground in the palace.

It is at the lowest level, very high-end, with various psychic defense fields and psychic instruments.

Rhodes worked hard in it, and whether it was speed, strength, power, or sustainability, he all rose to a higher level.

Especially the power of the star shuttle. The star shuttle that was fully charged in ten seconds shattered the psychic protection in the training ground, and the psychic generator was overloaded and burned out.

Rod smiled happily.

After passing the ninth level of psychic power, his psychic power has been improved in all aspects. Coupled with the blessing of equipment, he is now different from before.

But the Book of Knowledge was disappointing.

"These equipments have little potential, so just make do with them."

"Also, there are too few souls, not enough to repair the dream!"

The defenders at the training ground were also very angry and fined Rhodes tens of thousands of silver cords.

"You guys, how many times have you told me to be gentle? No one listens!"

Rhodes laughed, took out a hundred thousand silver cord and slapped him in the face.

The defender immediately bowed down, took the money with both hands, and said with a flattering smile: "Uncle, please use your strength!"

Just when Rhodes was sweating like rain, the upper level of the hall.

Operational command room.

First Defense Chief Lin looked at the report in front of him with a solemn expression.

Although the crisis in the Trident River region has been lifted, a large number of soldiers have returned to the front line, greatly reducing the pressure in various places.

But there is another problem that is more disturbing than those——

Doomsday cultists are showing signs of resurgence.

This is what Dalin has always found difficult to understand.

Every time they wiped out all the doomsday cultists, they would reappear.

This seems to have become a spiral, a reincarnation.

Just like now, the doomsday cultists had disappeared, and the remaining remnants had not been wiped out. But in an instant, they became active again, not only infiltrating the front lines of the battle, but even targeting Alan.

Why is this?

Dalin thought for a long time and finally decided.

This is because the leader of the Polluter Sect has not been eliminated and the source of pollution has not disappeared, so pollution will naturally continue.

It develops crazily when you look away, and when you look back, it becomes a climate again.

That's right.

It must be like this.

Dalin clenched his fist.

We must completely eliminate the Defiler Sect and their leader Asa!

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Royal City.

Shangcheng District.

Castle of the Inquisition.

In the solemn and majestic main hall, under the four shining golden characters "Just Judgment", the traces of the words "Trial of Heretics" are still clearly visible.

It's not that the master architect doesn't want to eliminate these traces, but this is a castle built by ancient giants. It uses some powerful psychic skills and cannot be destroyed, and even modifications cannot be added.

In the hall, Chief Adjudicator Lucian, three Grand Adjudicators, and dozens of other Adjudicators were sitting together.

Guardian Churchill and First Commander Herman sit on the other side.

"...In short, this is what happened. We hope that the Supreme State of Emergency will investigate this matter, and further clean up the doomsday sect hidden deep in the sewers, dig out Asa, the leader of the polluters, and destroy the Book of Destiny.

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Hermann sat down and ended his speech.

The faces of many chief judges are not very pretty.

During the war, the pressure on the Internal Affairs Adjudication Office was already very high, and the supervision of logistics consumed a lot of their energy.

They believe that it is the relatively empty interior that makes the activities of doomsday cultists show signs of resurgence. A turbulent environment is their favorite. At this time, they will spread uneasy and fearful rumors everywhere, trying to transform into more doomsdays.

Believers, then use their evil methods to gain power.

During this period, every adjudicator is facing tremendous pressure.

In order to avoid the continuous attacks from the Internal Affairs Judgment Office, the core members of the Polluter Cult have entered the deepest level of the sewer.

There are countless horrific pollutions hidden there, as well as monsters that have undergone countless distortions in those pollutions.

It is very difficult to track down doomsday cultists in this environment.

And according to what Herman and Churchill said, the doomsday cultists have already brought their evil plans to the strongest warriors.

If according to this standard, they have one more piece of the highest grade.

Grand Adjudicator Laisha Lanyue said dissatisfiedly: "You have said so much, and the core basis is the intuition of a reserve member?"

Herman said calmly: "He is not only a reserve member of the palace, but also a hero of Trolian, a defender of Star Town, a pioneer, an alternate elder, and the captain of the King's Hand."

Churchill said loudly: "The important thing is the black rice bucket!"

Laisha Lanyue said coldly: "No matter what it is, it is just an illusory intuition!"

A syllable floated out of Churcher's nose: "Old fat woman, do you look down on our intuition?"

Laisha was instantly furious. If Lucian, the chief judge, had not stopped him, she would have jumped over and beat up this reckless man who couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth.

After a moment of silence, Black Bear, another Grand Adjudicator, asked: "Your Excellency Churchill, Your Excellency Herman, do you have any other evidence?"

Facing Old Black Bear, Churchill restrained his attitude and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency Black Bear, if I go by your latest substantial physical evidence, then I don't have it. All my evidence is inference, feeling, and intuition."

Grand Adjudicator Mibol frowned and said: "You are just relying on these perceptions to activate the preparation for the highest situation?"

Churchill looked around, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"I know very well the reasons for your change, and I agree with Wang's intention to build a homeland without terror and suppression, but you must know that the Doomsday Sect will not leave such traces, and Rhodes will not just rely on an illusory illusion.

And give up the original most secure solution."

"What we faced at that time was a life and death crisis. Our success or failure was not only related to our own lives, but also related to the safety of the entire Trident River region. Would he use such a thing as a joke?"

"Even if he is a selfish person, will he joke with his own life?"

The chief adjudicators were silent, except for Lucian, the chief adjudicator, who nodded slightly.

"But."

A chief adjudicator raised another objection.

"Although he has accomplished incredible feats by some means, he is only a newcomer after all, and has not yet passed the precipitation of time and the real test. We believe in Lord Meredith's intuition, believe in Yinyetta's intuition, and believe in yours."

Intuition, but his intuition...do you believe it? Mr. Churchill."

"Letter."

Churchill said briefly, picked up the sledgehammer and stood up.

"Whether you believe it or not, I believe it."

In the deathly silence, the old adjudicator Lucien also spoke.
Chapter completed!