The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 451 - 295: Cleansing the Royal City_3

Chapter 451: Chapter 295: Cleansing the Royal City_3

The basement was quickly filled to the brim, and he had no choice but to start piling things up in the courtyard.

After all, as the Captain of the King’s Hand, his residence was a place no one dared to intrude.

After plundering the Chief Judges empty, Rod began to search for the people on the list one by one.

The process was the same for everyone, locating the position, setting the time, opening the Book of the Past, recording the evidence with a Recording Crystal, then plundering the person’s possessions to send back to his residence, and then looking for the next target.

In just a day, Rod had nearly cleared out more than half of the opposition in the Upper City.

It was only in the evening that someone finally discovered the theft.

The incident wasn’t considered major but wasn’t minor either; although the victims were howling terribly, the Internal Affairs Court was just lazily going through the motions.

Until the theft cases began to spike continuously, it was then that the Great Judge took notice.

But by this time, Rod had already arrived at the residence of the Great Judge, Manolo Bana.

After a series of clue gathering, he had confirmed frequent opposition meetings were convened at his residence.

This man was the leader of the opposition, and he certainly harbored numerous secrets.

Whether he was a Doomsday believer, a treacherous opportunist, or a foolish pawn, it was time to find out.

Rod confidently stepped into the residence.

However, this time, things were not as smooth as before.

Rod had nearly worn out the Book of the Past looking everywhere, but he found no evidence sufficient to convict.

This was not right.

Rod keenly sensed something was amiss.

In a gloomy underground chamber, he watched three months’ worth of images and found that no one had ever entered this room.

Yet there were clear signs that the room had been used.

Among the items was a Spiritual Energy Communication Device that had clearly been used multiple times.

And its recorded Spiritual Power Wave was one Rod also had.

—It was Jon’s communication marker.

Rod was well aware of Manolo Bana’s closeness to Jon, but after recent interactions, Rod’s impression of Jon had greatly changed.

As a King Candidate, Jon would definitely put the interests of Trolian above his own life, and he wouldn’t harm the interests of all Trolians for his personal gain like the opposition would.

What exactly was going on?

Rod returned to the Dream Realm and day by day meticulously reviewed the Book of the Past.

Finally, he found some abnormalities.

Scenes he saw on certain days were, in fact, static images.

After these days concluded, subtle details within the images suddenly changed, yet no one had entered the room in the interim.

Without a doubt, this piece of history had been concealed.

Rod went to ask the Book of Knowledge, which lethargically flapped its pages and wrote.

"Of course, but since the Book of the Past can detect certain traces, try adding more Spiritual Energy."

Rod did as advised and returned to the book, increasing his Spiritual Energy input.

Indeed, the images of that day vanished, turning into a blank space.

The text of the Book of Knowledge appeared much more solemn as it wrote.

"This segment of history has been erased by some mysterious force; it involves the power of a god and might be the influence of some Divine Artifact or Demi Divine Artifact intentionally hiding this history."

Rod fell silent, with just this doubt, Manolo Bana was under irredeemable suspicion.

But there was no evidence.

The Royal City operated heavily on evidence, and there had been enough tragedies caused by evidence-less purges in its history.

It would be impossible to convict Manolo Bana on his words alone.

Damn it.

Rod slammed his fist on the table angrily.

This guy was definitely a Doomsday believer.

Most likely, the Book of Destiny was behind this.

Rod, feeling quite disgruntled, decided to clear out Manolo Bana’s house completely to soothe his mood, and, relying on the instincts of the Thief King, even found his secret storages hidden everywhere and emptied them all.

Honestly, he hadn’t expected the Manolo Bana family to be so wealthy, having more than all the opposition members combined before.

In True Silver alone, he had over a hundred thousand tons with close to 100% purity, equivalent to a month’s output of the True Silver Vein in Star Town.

The quantities of other various assets were even more countless.

Rod grinned from ear to ear, suddenly feeling that the lack of evidence didn’t matter so much.

After this big hit, his last target was the Chief Governor, Talinus.

There weren’t any complications this time.

Rod quickly found a huge trove of evidence, proving not only was he involved in the opposition’s sabotage of the expedition but also a purebred Doomsday believer.

Deep in his heart was an intense hatred for humanity, and he repented every day for the work he did, all with the goal of destroying mankind in the future.

These were the doctrines of the original Doomsday believers.

They believed humanity was wicked, and the Destruction of humanity was necessary to achieve peace.

Such people were a minority within the Doomsday believers; most of the present-day followers were simply dissatisfied with life, seeking to profit through Doomsday to transform their existence.

With that, Rod’s mission was complete.

Within a day, he investigated nearly two hundred opponents, with less than a tenth found to have done nothing over the line, and these were marginalized afterward.

Ninety percent had participated in the sabotage against Star Town.

Several Doomsday believers were also among them, stirring the pot, fanning the flames.

Rod had used over two hundred Recording Crystals, and the seized assets were nearly overflowing from his residence.

Meanwhile, theft cases were exploding across the board; the Upper City was filled with people running about and howling, a multitude of Judgers and investigators bustling in the streets, even the higher echelons had been stirred.

When Rod went to the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground to seek the King, he saw the First Elder, Amendo, standing alongside dozens of Elders and high-ranking officials of the Royal City.

Rod smiled slightly and confidently approached.