The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 210 - 153 My Quirk

Chapter 210: Chapter 153 My Quirk

This was a weaker soul, likely just a low-rank Mature Level monster.

Rod had already tried, the souls of Mature Level monsters only added a few points of strength when put into the Justice Execution, while the souls of Ungraded monsters didn’t increase it at all.

At least a stronger or even more powerful soul was needed for the growth in strength to be considerable.

That is to say, it required something above the Mature Level, like the Fierce Level.

Fierce Level meant that in the Black Fog, it had completed its metamorphosis, representing a great threat and extreme danger.

Such monsters were not allowed to exist within the Royal City. Once they appeared, they would be quickly eradicated.

Therefore, Rod could only search outside the Royal City.

He hoped to encounter one here.

The rising black dust enveloped him, and the dead monster quickly dissipated into nothing.

The Iron Wolf was getting somewhat angry. This guy’s control over his Spiritual Energy wasn’t great when traveling, but his standard was top-notch when sprinting.

—This was the only thing Rod was satisfied with about himself. He had specifically trained in the skill of explosive sprinting speed recently, and Soron had taught him earnestly, though it had made him suffer a lot.

But for this moment, all of it was worth it.

"What are you doing rushing up there? Don’t change your tactical position at will, it’s dangerous!"

With a smile, Rod said, "Don’t worry, my Spiritual Vision is very high, I wouldn’t come up if there was danger... I just feared you guys were using too much Spiritual Energy, and mine recovers very quickly. I’ll handle the dying monsters to avoid wasting your energy."

The Iron Wolf shouted angrily, "Get back! Don’t come forward unless necessary, your Spiritual Power Level is too low! You can’t withstand the attacks."

"Alright, alright."

Rod turned and ran back.

Big Beast looked at his retreating figure and said with a laugh, "Iron Wolf, don’t be so harsh. He means well, doesn’t he?"

The Iron Wolf sighed softly and said, "This is for his own good, a 2,000-spirit strength defense can’t hold up against a blow from a Mutated Beast."

"Isn’t that what we are here for?"

"We? How did Egan die?"

Big Beast fell silent.

The Iron Wolf turned around and once again entered the large cave beneath the hillock.

He understood the instincts of the Mutated Beasts very well. Their behavior was determined by their monster characteristics, decided from the moment their Dark Souls were born. However, monsters are also crazed and chaotic, representing a deeper nature, which made any action defying common sense possible.

So, even he had to be careful.

His massive body squeezed into the cave, where the interior was spacious. He quickly moved forward, his Spiritual Vision soon allowed him to see the blurry soul of the Mutated Beast.

When combatting in the Black Fog-filled environment, Spiritual Vision was their primary means of observation, which greatly devalued the Stone Wood Core.

The Iron Wolf’s Spiritual Vision wasn’t particularly high, but he could rely on his intuition to sense more Mutated Beasts deeper inside, so he had to be as careful as possible to lure it out and crush it with absolute might.

This was the most efficient and safest method.

Mutated Beasts were not sensitive to sound, and a direct attack might draw more of them. The best approach was altering the light.

The Iron Wolf intermittently channeled Spiritual Energy into the lantern at his waist, the alternating bright and dark light flashing like strobes, attracting its attention.

Soon, the soul ahead began to move.

It quickly closed in.

The Iron Wolf immediately moved towards the outside of the cave, keeping his speed just a bit higher than it.

The Mutated Beast ran faster and faster, and the moment it burst out of the cave, its jaw caught a heavy punch while its waist was violently attacked and torn.

The continuous heavy strikes left it powerless to fight back; then, an impact with the force of thousands of pounds struck its skull, dispersing its entire body’s Spiritual Energy and leaving a large hole in its soul.

The next second, an even more terrifying being reached into the hollow of its soul and grabbed the life thread of its soul.

Facing a fatal threat, its instincts made it want to struggle, but it abruptly shrank back and tore through the thread of its soul.

The chaotic will of the Mutated Beast began to fade, its condensed darkness dispersed, and a stronger Dark Creature was destroyed just like that.

In the dispersing black dust, Rod was surprised to find that the strength of this similarly "Soul of a Mutated Beast" was much greater than the last.

This was a stronger soul.

Although it had not reached the Fierce Level, it was already around the high Mature Level.

The gap between individuals was so vast.

The Iron Wolf glanced at him, but this time he wasn’t angry and just said indifferently, "Stay safe."

Rod was momentarily startled, but the Iron Wolf had already entered the cave. Big Beast said with a laugh, "Get back to your position. The next one’s coming soon."

Rod scratched his head in confusion and ran back.

As he passed the central tactical position, Sweet Tea chuckled lightly, "You’ve got a bit of a peculiar hobby, but make sure it doesn’t interfere with the fight, okay?"

A flash of insight streaked through Rod’s mind, and he suddenly thought of an excellent reason.

Right, isn’t this my hobby?

He had an extreme passion for hunting monsters, a strong desire to personally kill them, almost to the point of obsession.

Although a bit odd, at least it’s better than eating shit, right?

Haha, that’s right, this is my weird habit.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be careful."

Rod returned to his position with a sunrise burgeoning in his heart.

Next, they hunted ten Mutated Beasts in the same manner, and Rod acquired ten Mutated Beast souls and 301 Soul Without Spirits.

After coming out of the cave again, the Iron Wolf gestured for them to go in.

The four gathered and followed the Iron Wolf into the cave beneath the hills.

The interior of the cave was spacious, with signs of recent digging everywhere.

The Iron Wolf said gravely, "This is a newly built den. That Mutated Beast might be slumbering deep inside the cave. This is our chance."

Big Tiger asked, "Are all the Mutated Beasts cleared?"

"At the tactical position limit, there are none in sight."

"Could there be other monsters?"

"It’s unlikely. These Mutated Beasts were just born. The large Mutated Beast is probably going to enter hibernation and split part of its Spirit through the Black Fog, giving birth to these new Mutated Beasts to guard it and enhance the strength and attributes of this Black Cave."

Rod nodded slightly, he understood this well.

The congregation of the same type of monster not only causes more Black Fog to gather, but it also enhances their attributes, allowing them to grow faster.

Thus, many monsters live in groups, especially those with strong unique attributes, like plague rats. When Rod encounters one, he knows there’s a nest nearby.

Sweet Tea spoke joyfully, "Then now is indeed the best opportunity, as the big guy just entered hibernation state is the weakest."

Big Tiger laughed, "The mission offers a lot of Star Level experience and honor. If we can complete it smoothly, we’ll be leveling up soon."

The Iron Wolf immediately interrupted them, "You’re indulging in your old habits again, discussing gains before completion is the dumbest thing. Focus!"

Suddenly, Rod shouted, "There’s a monster ahead!"

The team immediately went into combat readiness, with Iron Wolf charging ahead, followed closely by Big Tiger, Sweet Tea in the middle protecting Rod at the rear.

"The monster is huge, its soul’s waveform is broad and stable, it should have entered a dormant state, I can’t see its rank, but from its size, it is the one that attacked Green Grass Town."

The Iron Wolf asked loudly, "Distance?"

Rod did a quick mental calculation and reported an exact number, "Ninety yards."

In Trolian, a yard is the normal stride of an adult with a height of one fathom eight and is a common unit of distance, about one-third of a meter.

Three yards to a meter, hence one yard is one meter.

He purposely used yards instead of meters for more precise measurement.

The trio of Iron Wolf, Big Tiger, and Sweet Tea all turned back in surprise, "Ninety yards? You can see a monster over three hundred meters away?"

"Yes."

"It’s still in a dormant state, are you a full Spiritual Visionary?"

Rod scratched his head and could only admit, "You are right."

All three fell silent, but Rod saw the disbelief and astonishment on their faces; the Eye of the Soul not only provided Spiritual Vision but also regular vision.

Big Tiger’s honest face suddenly broke into a smile, "It seems we’re in great luck this time."

The Iron Wolf grumbled, "Such bad luck, why didn’t you say earlier, making me eat shit..."

Sweet Tea chuckled, "Let’s give him a larger share of the mission reward later, after all, he can’t earn Star Level experience and honor."

The Iron Wolf did not respond, but it was clear that he agreed.

After advancing in combat formation for a while, the Iron Wolf also saw the monster.

It lay in the midst of a huge circular cave, with thick Black Fog gathering from all sides, swirling and tumbling around it.

The Iron Wolf raised one hand and whispered, "We will use our strongest attacks simultaneously to strike the hardest blow before it wakes up. Mr. Dawn Blade, how long do you need to prepare your Spiritual Energy cannon?"

His tone had become so polite that Rod was somewhat unaccustomed.

"About thirty seconds."

The Iron Wolf nodded, "Good, you fire first, Sweet Tea, start shaping the Wind Spear at eighteen seconds, Big Tiger, start your Tear Storm spell at twenty-one seconds, and I’ll build up power at twenty-six seconds."

"Now, take out your watches, watch the time, let’s start."

The three positioned themselves in order.

Rod chose the best angle and in his mind, he triggered the Third Star, but this time, he didn’t just sense and let the star operate on its own. He tried to control it like taming a wild beast, forcing it to move according to his will.

Intense resistance came through, refusing to yield to his mental control, but Rod held on steadfastly, not giving an inch, his Spirit seeming to twist and tear under the fierce standoff.

But he clenched his teeth and kept his grip.

After an indeterminate time, suddenly, Rod felt as if he had broken through a narrow bottleneck, entering a new world. A vast space unfolded before him, countless starlights flickering before his eyes, with the trajectories of the stars forming a stunning starmap like infinite lines.

His Soul instinctively began to circulate.

An unprecedented intense Spiritual Energy started to resonate.