Three days later.

Not surprisingly, Xing Ge successfully completed the quantification and became the third candidate to control the Law of the Origin of Fire.

The entire royal city is boiling.

Three super combatants emerged at the same time, which was a feat that had never been done before.

What's more, they are also candidates for the king, special people who control the law of the source of fire.

Rumors about the coming age of fire are everywhere, and the topic of human revival cannot even attract attention.

How to purify the world and restore a blue and clean sky within 5 to 10 years is the hottest topic in the streets and alleys.

Rovia's theory is no longer sensational, and has even become conservative.

When he disguised himself to spread his theories, he was also called a "coward", "a stubborn old man with an uncivilized mind" and "a slow-moving fool", which made him very distressed.

This fanatical atmosphere soon spread throughout the streets and alleys, and spread with the royal city's trade exchanges with other towns.

For a time, the entire Trorian was like a raging fire cooking oil, and flowers were blooming.

Everyone is looking forward to it, hoping to receive more and greater news of victory.

The doomsday believers’ theories of annihilation have completely lost their market.

Even the most pessimistic people think that they are a group of rats hiding in the gutter, eating too much poop and causing functional disorders in the brain.

No one believes their crazy words anymore.

The situation that the Holy Church could not achieve after spending countless efforts and efforts actually appeared in a short period of time.

Even far beyond imagination.

Horus even regretted releasing those gossips. He originally intended to establish Rhodes' prestige and increase people's confidence, but he didn't expect that it would quickly explode like dry wood and a raging fire.

This unusual enthusiasm soon aroused Wang's vigilance.

He issued an order for the Supreme Council to hold a special meeting to discuss the matter.

However, most of the elders in the meeting didn't care much.

One elder concluded:

"Isn't it a good thing that people believe in victory and a bright future?"

However, Lucian, the chief adjudicator, raised objections.

"Believing in victory is certainly not a bad thing, but being superstitious about victory may be a bad thing. Although we have achieved a series of victories and gained a lot in the past period, it does not mean that we will always win in the future.

."

"The higher you stand, the harder you fall. Once you encounter setbacks, people may go to the opposite extreme."

An elder asked: "Are you saying that this may be a conspiracy by doomsday cultists?"

Lucien shook his head: "I'm not sure, but it's possible."

"Hehehe."

The elder sneered and said: "Then the doomsday cultists are really full of wisdom. They would concoct such rumors to dig up the soil of their own existence. Are these the three masterminds behind the legendary destruction of the Starry Kingdom?"

His words caused a burst of laughter.

But Lucian's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "We must not take it lightly."

There are also some elders who support his words.

"Yes, such a fanatical atmosphere is so abnormal."

"My granddaughter came to ask me last night, when will the general attack on the dark world be launched?"

"Listening to their tone, I thought the sun would break through the darkness tomorrow."

Another group of elders are not to be outdone.

"You are just too timid!"

"There's nothing wrong with that!"

"When did we become so cowardly? Can't we just talk about it?"

The pros and cons quickly became quarrelsome.

"Quiet!"

The first elder Armando finally spoke after a long silence.

"I think this matter deserves attention. Our current victory is not worth mentioning in the face of real darkness. The future must be bright, but the road is also tortuous. Blind arrogance will inevitably lead to disaster. We should not be arrogant or arrogant.

Be impatient, neither blind nor pessimistic, go forward step by step and achieve final victory."

The venue was quiet for a moment, and then there was warm applause.

Armando's words were like a steelyard to stabilize their mentality, and like a sword to break through the confusion in their hearts.

"As expected of the first elder, the strongest man in Trolian 100 years ago."

Such an idea appeared in everyone's mind.

Only Horus felt something was wrong, so he made a special trip to stay after everyone left.

"Haha, you can see it."

Armando's eyes were dim and cloudy, and his voice was as hoarse as dead wood.

He is too old. After Theodore's death, he became the eldest man in Trolian. Time has taken away his vitality and corrupted his thinking.

His soul is like a candle in the wind, almost extinguished.

Armando opened his hand, and in his wrinkled palm, there was a small piece of paper with exactly what he said written on it.

As soon as he saw the crooked handwriting, which looked like a chicken scratch, Horus knew it was Rhodes.

Among all the senior officials, only his bad handwriting is the most famous.

While it has a strong personal touch, it is also extremely difficult to counterfeit.

"This is the answer sent by the Spirit Crow Messenger."

Armando said hoarsely, even with these few words of conversation, his expression was visibly tired.

"Before the argument started, I sent him a messenger, and this guy kept me waiting for at least half an hour before giving me an answer."

Horus suddenly understood. No wonder Armando remained silent. He originally thought that he had a complete plan and was firmly in control of the situation, but he didn't expect that he was just waiting for Rhodes' answer.

"Your Majesty the First Elder, do you believe in him so much?"

A slight smile appeared on Armando's old face: "Yes, after experiencing so many things, how could I not believe him?"

"No, no, I mean, do you believe he has the ability in this area?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Armando's cloudy eyes.

"You have all underestimated him. He probably doesn't know how much potential he has, but I believe in him, just like I believed in Wang... But Wang's responsibilities are too important, and it is impossible to disturb him with such things.

He, using that little guy's wisdom, is my favorite thing to do now."

Horus was silent. His thinking was still difficult to change. In his impression, Rhodes was still a young boy, doing things frivolously and not knowing the importance.

Although he has become a son of fire, this impression has not changed.

Armando showed a faint smile, and the wrinkles on his face bloomed, like an old chrysanthemum in full bloom.

"I have a hunch that I don't have much time left. I will announce everything before I die."

Horus suddenly frowned. There is no doubt that doing this will bring great prestige to Rhodes.

"You...you mean, the one who hides the fire becomes the king?"

Armando shook his head gently: "No, it's too early to talk about this topic now. Wang Zheng is at his peak and should be able to maintain it for at least ten years."

"Go back, Horus, you have a lot to do later."

Horus did not refute. How to calm down this violent upsurge without going overboard is the focus of the next work of the Holy Church.

Not only that, but you also have to cooperate with Lucian to identify and capture the doomsday cultists hiding among them.

We also need to prepare for the celebration of the King's Candidate's advancement to the Herrscher, as well as a series of events brought about by the emergence of new special combatants.

Just thinking about the dense work gave Horus a headache.

Therefore, he did not inquire further, but followed Armando's opinion and turned around and left the Supreme Council.

I hope everything is as Armando said.

He wanted to.

——

In the station, Rhodes lay tiredly on Mavis's lap, while Annabeth massaged him.

Kashan is practicing boxing in the distance.

He originally wanted Kashan to come over and press him, but after seeing her roaring punches, he wisely changed the target to Annabeth.
To be continued...