The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 117 - 88: Melee Mage

Chapter 117: Chapter 88: Melee Mage

In the following days, Rod continued to massacre in the sewers.

The once most unsafe sewers of Iron Cross District had become the safest sewers in the entire Outer City District.

The residents no longer had to worry about monsters rushing up from the manholes, and the Patrol Team members didn’t have to worry about encountering unexpected monsters during their patrols.

Even relieving oneself had become particularly comfortable.

The backlog of tasks in the Defense Department’s sewer cleaning office in Iron Cross District had piled up to almost a year ago, with several clerks wracking their brains daily to search for tasks in heaps of old papers.

They had never thought that one day someone would be forcing them to hand over tasks, as it used to be them begging others to take the tasks.

But not even the Guardians, let alone the new Defenders, were willing to go.

They had never seen someone who liked entering the sewers this much.

Could this be the legendary "Black Bucket"?

Stories about Rod were already familiar in Iron Cross District; all his legendary experiences were closely related to the sewers.

The first time he entered the sewers, he encountered a Doomsday believer, disrupting the evil ritual of the Doomsday believer. The second time was even more legendary, assisting the Hunting Squad kill a highly threatening Plague Demon, and the third time involved a major clean-up of the Doomsday believers, almost killing forty of them in one go.

The continuous stream of bodies being moved out of the sewers stunned everyone.

And Rod was just a freshman, a little more than a month into school. Why did he have such impressive achievements?

People soon had a reasonable guess.

It was that his soul Fire Spark "Black Bucket" in the sewers could provide an extra boost, like a fish in water, immediately on shore.

This was the so-called "environmental adaptability," proposed by a well-known scholar, where certain Fire Spark holders, in specific environments, show great adaptation, growing quickly and displaying particularly strong combat abilities.

Clearly, Rod, who had become a star of Iron Cross District, was such a person!

Now, with the weather getting worse, the residents could no longer gather for activities; their entertainment time, other than drinking at the tavern, had greatly reduced. Therefore, various gossips and legendary stories became their main pastime.

Without a doubt, Rod’s stories were highly topical and rich with content, and closely related to them.

Unlike those powerful top figures, who although very strong, were too far removed from them.

They not only had seen Rod in person, but many had also spoken with him; he often appeared in the tavern, telling jokes and making everyone laugh, occasionally flirting with the landlady, very humorous and entertaining, approachable, bringing lots of joy to everyone.

Therefore, stories about him spread rapidly in Iron Cross District. During brief work breaks or while buying food and fuel elements, everyone rapidly exchanged all the information and topics about him, many freshly concocted.

Just like that, Rod quickly had hundreds of romantic tales spun about him, spending the night with hundreds of beautiful young women. His soul Fire Spark "Black Bucket" acquired hundreds of abilities, most of them related to sewers and excrement.

In his legendary stories, he always rescued maidens kidnapped by monsters in the sewers and, after sending them home, indulged in a night of passion (the detailed description of this part was particularly abundant, with separate male and female versions; the male version emphasized the grace of the maidens, while the female version emphasized Rod’s abs, length, and handsome profile in motion) before diving back into the sewers to continue hunting monsters.

However, due to Rod being too young, the stories from his past couldn’t be stretched too long; otherwise, it would seem inappropriate for him to have started heroically rescuing beauties and entangling romantically with beautiful women at the age of ten.

Thus, after developing for a while, they started concocting future tales for Rod, which really opened the floodgates to a new world. Suddenly, none of the women in the Trolian Kingdom were spared from his charm, and what’s worse, neither were the men.

Of course, everyone tactfully never mentioned this in front of Rod, but the Iron Cross District tavern was packed every day, especially during the times Rod often returned, with people nearly spilling outside. Every day, many young women came to inquire about Rod’s news and his room number, which made the landlady both happy and melancholic.

Out of professional ethics, the landlady didn’t reveal Rod’s room number to them and persuaded these young girls that Rod was very tired when he returned every day and needed rest, asking them not to disturb him.

The young women had no choice but to go back disappointed—as the weather got worse, everyone couldn’t stay outside for long, especially after evening.

All this went unnoticed by Rod.

The only thing he felt was that humanity seemed to have suddenly increased; at first, he thought it was because he was reliably earning humanity at the tavern every day.

But he soon found, even during his period hunting monsters in the sewers, humanity would occasionally emerge.

Though he didn’t know why, this was clearly a good sign.

During this time, he had very successful trips into the sewers, killing a large number of monsters every day, and he hadn’t encountered any Doomsday believers since then.

They had disappeared cleanly from his sight in an instant, without even hearing any information about them—