CH 52

Moxo flicked his fingers, and a white spiritual barrier separated Rode and the others from them.

He turned his head, looking at Manolobana with a serious expression.

"Gura, as the chief judge of the Internal Affairs Court, it's understandable that you doubt everything. However, your position should be neutral, and I feel that you are very biased against this child, to the point of being unreasonable. Of course, I hope you are fair. The human fire is already flickering, and there's no room for more infighting and killing."

Manolobana sneered, "It's because you guys are too tolerant and too kind."

He stood up, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

"The world is cold and cruel. The flames of fire not only bring warmth but also can burn enemies. We should use stricter discipline and colder means to fight, and this waste!"

He pointed his thick finger at Rode's shadow.

"He has such a big suspicion that he should have been stripped of his soul and secrets dug out long ago. There's no way he could have survived until now. The only reason Guardian Green Feather let him go is that he said something ridiculous. Doomsday cultists can't be so ridiculous."

"Listen!"

"Listen to this! What kind of reason is this?"

"She's so weak and childish. Why should she become a candidate for the king? If she becomes our king, Thalorian Kingdom will collapse and become another ruin in the endless darkness, waiting for others to investigate and excavate, just like what we have been doing!"

Manolobana's eyes behind the iron mask were as sharp as a knife, making the voice of the big guy, Kais, lower.

"Perhaps the king and elders have their reasons. This isn't something we can know."

Moxo frowned deeply. "Gura, the inheritance of the fire comes from ancient traditions. Whether Green Feather will become the new king depends on the review and judgment of the council..."

Manolobana said sharply, "She sheltered him with her reputation, and I will make her fall from grace! Let her understand that this is such a foolish, childish, and unreasonable behavior! The king will also know that she's not suitable for the position of candidate!"

Moxo's eyebrows almost twisted together, his eyes filled with deep concern.

"I don't know how much suspicion Rode has in the case you mentioned, but in this case, he has no suspicion..."

Manolobana said coldly, "How is that possible? In my sharp eyes, there are flaws in his words everywhere."

He opened Moxo's spiritual barrier.

"For example, he said that he attacked the Black Priestess with a thunderstone, causing her to be seriously injured and giving Karamon the opportunity to rebel."

Kais said in a rough voice, "What's the problem with that? Thunderstones themselves have powerful electric shocks and paralysis effects, and the spiritual fluctuations are restrained, making them difficult to detect. They are commonly used combat supplies in the city defense army."Manolobana sneered, "One thunderstone requires two thousand units of spiritual energy to be fully charged. He just ignited his soul fire and is still at the star fire sequence. He only has a useless waste of a fire seed. Where did he get so much spiritual energy?"

Both of them fell silent for a moment.

According to Rode's statement just now, he threw out four thunderstones with an average of more than half of their spiritual energy in less than a quarter of an hour.

In other words, he consumed four thousand units of spiritual energy in fifteen minutes.

This level of spiritual energy intensity exceeded that of most formal combat personnel.

Moxo asked, "Rode, what is your level of spiritual energy?"

Manolobana mocked, "No need to ask. It's one. It's written on the academy's record."

They looked at each other and both felt suspicious, with a hint of worry in their eyes.

But Rode was secretly smiling.

The recovery brought by "Frosty Blue" was still ongoing, and the star effect under the extreme burning state was indeed extraordinary. He now felt his soul was revitalized and his spiritual energy was abundant.

He couldn't let this Marsh guy get away with it. He felt sorry for the eight hundred souls he had invested.

"Hmph."

Rode sneered and pointed at Marsh's nose with his finger, "Ignorant, narrow-minded, biased. Your shallow knowledge cannot comprehend my profound spiritual energy."

If Manolobana wasn't wearing his iron mask, his face would have twisted, and every word that came out of his teeth carried a deep chill from hell.

"What did you say?"

Rode laughed, "Haven't you seen a genius before? Haven't there been a few extraordinary individuals in Thalorian's long history? Can't I be born with strong spiritual energy?"

Manolobana roared, "If you were a fire sequence with a powerful amplitude characteristic, I might believe you. But you're just a star fire with only one fire seed, a black hole of garbage fire with unclear functions. Why do you have so much spiritual energy?"

Rode smiled, "Then test me. Don't you have a lot of tools to test spiritual energy?"

Manolobana hesitated for a moment, feeling a bad premonition.

But Moxo immediately agreed and asked the appraiser to bring a piece of black crystal.

It was diamond-shaped and cut into a neat twelve-sided shape.

"Charge it, it takes fifteen minutes to fill a grid with 500 units. Considering your previous consumption, you can fill three grids. Then we can acknowledge that you have this ability."

Rode put his hand on the black crystal.

It was cold and had an inexplicable suction force, as if it wanted to suck his soul in.

As soon as he activated a little spiritual energy, it quickly leaked into the crystal.

Rode smiled, saving some energy.

He fully activated his spiritual energy, and a faint light appeared at the point where his hand touched the crystal.

Soon, one grid of the black crystal was lit up, emitting a faint light.Rode felt a little weak in his spirit, so he slowed down the output of his spiritual power, and the faint light in his hand dimmed instantly.

Manolobana smiled and said in a friendly tone, "You can take your hand off if you can't do it anymore, to avoid excessive absorption of spiritual power by the black crystal, which may cause damage to the soul."

Rode ignored him, closed his eyes, and felt the state of his soul.

When the sense of fullness appeared in the depths of his spirit again, Rode accelerated the output.

Soon, the second grid was also lit up.

Moxo and Keith smiled, and they suddenly felt hope.

Manolobana closed his mouth.

Rode slowed down the output again, waiting for the spiritual power to recover.

After a moment, the third grid had been lit up.

Keith jumped up and shouted, "Lord Gula, your speculation is wrong again!"

Manolobana's face was hidden behind the iron mask and could not be seen.

"Doubt is my power. Without my doubt, you will never find the truth."

He said coldly, stood up, and swung his robe.

"You have completely lost your neutral position. I don't need to waste time here. I will go to the scene to investigate, find more clues, and catch the fleeing black priestess and her accomplices."

He looked deeply at Rode, as if he was the "accomplice" who had escaped the trial with conspiracy and trickery, and he would definitely send him to the gallows and be punished by fire.

"The Internal Affairs Tribunal will intervene in the investigation soon, and no doomsday cultists can escape our pursuit."

The iron mask finished speaking and turned to leave.

Rode's charging still didn't stop. He had already lit up the fourth grid and was still continuing.

Moxo and Keith didn't disturb him until a quarter of an hour passed, and then they woke Rode up.

Eight out of twelve grids were lit up.

Rode touched his nose and felt that he was not satisfied yet. He was far from his limit.

But the usual spiritual power detection time is a quarter of an hour.

According to Rode's calculation, a quarter of an hour here is about ten minutes.

It's still reasonable, not too long or too short.

Moxo looked at the black crystal that was half lit up, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out layer by layer.

"Little Rode, your talent is very good. Please work harder. We are waiting for the day when you bring hope."

Keith said loudly, "The position of the team leader has been reserved for you, wuwuwu..."

Moxo covered his mouth and stuffed the black crystal into Rode's arms.

"It's for you, as a gift when we meet."

"You can go back to the academy, but don't mention today's events to any other students. We may contact you in the future, or we may not. Please don't mind."

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After Rode left, Moxo's face became gloomy, muttering to himself, "Something's not right. Gula is too radical. Does he really think that way..."

"Or is he using this to cover up something?"

"No, I have to report to the king."