The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 238 - 172 Meteor_3

Chapter 238: Chapter 172 Meteor_3

Not many people used their characteristics, they could only chop down the monsters one by one, which was inefficient.

Rod’s combat style of taking out an enemy with each move, combining physical skills with the explosive nature of characteristics, was very popular with them.

Many refugee groups thus crossed over from the brink of death.

Rod had harvested a great deal of humanity, he had now truly become the King of Humanity, with enough humanity to last a lifetime.

Thus, the bright lighthouse stood in the darkness, guiding the way for countless refugees.

Most of the refugees set off for Sword Fortress after brief repairs, with only the severely injured who had difficulty walking staying behind.

Even so, the lighthouse was quickly filled with the wounded.

There were also several who returned to the embrace of fire.

What somewhat reassured the guard captain was that, from what they heard, the majority of the fleeing forces headed northwest, with not many coming toward the lighthouse.

However, there were a lot of people in Laisuo City, and even a small portion of them that fled this way made for a considerable number.

When the clock’s hands moved past midnight,

the lighthouse spotted a group of remnants from Laisuo City.

About eleven miles away, there were approximately thirty people in a tactical squad, most of them heavily wounded, and a few uninjured ones were engaged in battle with monsters following behind.

The monsters were covered in long black hair, with sharp claws dragging on the ground, moving extremely fast.

All three beams from the lighthouse concentrated on them, and the monsters began to smoke, but they did not catch fire; instead, they became more frantic, and several combatants were injured.

They ran faster but clearly could not make it into the range of the lighthouse.

The captain immediately issued the order, "The situation is critical, launch a rescue immediately."

Ten combatants quickly set off towards them, among them one figure’s speed far exceeded the others, and in a mere quarter of an hour, he had passed the remnants and crashed into the monster group.

"Be careful!" one bulky man shouted, "That’s a mutant beast!"

Rod ignored him, raised his right hand, took out one of them, dodged a claw with a side step, and backhandedly took out another.

The monsters seemed infuriated and rushed at him with a fierce attack.

But Rod’s movements were agile and graceful, his steps advanced and retreated, dodging and weaving through the monsters, and soon he had taken out dozens of them.

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Rod could not stop smiling, with such severely wounded monsters, he welcomed more to come.

The bulky man was agape with amazement, "Are you, you an upper-rank knight or a high-rank conqueror? No, no, you are too young, my son is even older than you... Are you a special student? The powerful marked student from a secret branch, right?"

A pretty accurate guess.

But Rod could not agree, Soron had said his powerful mark had been hidden.

"I’m just an ordinary student, hurry to the lighthouse," he said.

"No." The big man rejected his suggestion, "We cannot stay here, I suggest that if you have not received support, to also abandon the lighthouse and retreat swiftly."

Rod shook his head, "We have received orders to stay here, to provide direction, doing our utmost to rescue the scattered warriors."

The big man looked at him deeply, saying, "You can dim the fire a bit, Laisuo City has fallen, Iron Armor Fortress and Byron Old City are overwhelmed, the real darkness has crept in, the fire being too bright will be very unsafe."

Rod said with a smile, "If the lighthouse isn’t bright, we won’t have anything bright."

The big man nodded.

"Okay, may we meet again under the sun."

——

When the clock passed morning time again, Byron Old City sent another directive.

"Danger approaches, ensure the light does not go out as much as possible, but if the situation turns unfavorable, evacuate immediately."

But the guard captain and the warriors did not choose to retreat, instead, they added some more residual fire, making the light even brighter.

"Rod."

The captain said earnestly.

"You are our future rising star, you don’t need to risk danger with us."

Rod said with a smile, "If I can’t take risks with you, can I still be called a rising star?"

Their blood heated up at his words, and although they had only known him for two days, the warriors felt as though he was an old friend they had known for a long time.

"Haha," the captain laughed, "You’re absolutely right, let’s illuminate this road home together."

"Right, we are the lighthouse!"

The warriors manipulated the mirror platform, and the blazing firelight illuminated a vast gloomy area with their movement, guiding countless teams back to safety.

As time passed, more and more monsters spread into the lighthouse area. Attracted by the firelight, many monsters converged towards the summit’s lighthouse.

This was a herding effect; few monsters would be dispelled by the firelight, while a large number of monsters gathered because of it.

And as the Black Death Beasts increased, the monsters brazenly launched an attack on the lighthouse.

The Giant Stone Lighthouse was a standard defense structure. Though it lacked a Spiritual Power Generator, all its building materials were reinforced with special Spiritual Energy, making it extremely hard to destroy.

The only problem was that sometimes monsters would climb to the top and attack the fire basin.

Thus, all the warriors gathered at the top, defending it vigorously.

Rod had already prepared Wood Puppets, but he had not expected everyone to work together so well. The battle was going smoothly, and not a single Black Death Beast managed to climb up.

The captain laughed,"Hahaha, garbage, we are the World Kings."

The warriors were also in high spirits, more carefully using the light to protect the retreating teams.

The lighthouse worked wonders at that moment. The extremely bright firelight attracted many Black Death Beasts, and the intense light dispelled the monsters sporadically attacking the retreating teams, maximizing the safety of the evacuees.

All they had to do was bypass the lighthouse to reach the Sword Fortress behind.

However, this was after all just the light of Residual Fire; many monsters quickly drained its strength.

The firelight gradually weakened, and some monsters left the range of the lighthouse. Several fleeing teams were attacked, a combatant was struck by a monster and fell into the swarm of monsters beneath the lighthouse.

A Black Death Beast’s flesh flap enveloped him and swallowed him whole. His terrifying screams, accompanied by the crackling sound of flesh and bone being chewed, echoed through the night sky. Shreds of flesh and bone spilled from the gaps in the flesh flap.

The screaming abruptly stopped, leaving only the chilling sound of chewing.

Rod frowned; there were too many monsters below. The Black Death Beasts were tough and hard to damage. Even if he went all out, he couldn’t clear so many monsters.

Then, he saw many evacuating teams rushing toward the direction of the lighthouse.

Rod glanced at his inventory, no Residual Fire, and the Fuel Element was also used up.

What should he do, let them retreat?

But where could they retreat to?

Just then, the firelight suddenly brightened.

Rod turned his head with joy and asked, "You still have Residual Fire..."

No one spoke. Amid the bright flames, two warriors smiled at him, one of them asking with the shape of his lips, "Isn’t our soul very bright?"

Seconds later, they turned into ashes.

The bright and clear flame flickered slightly as if nothing had happened.

But the lighthouse once again burst into a brilliant light.

More monsters gathered around.

The pillar of light, like a spear from the gods, shone toward the survivors who had just experienced extreme terror, helping dispel the shadow of death.

The captain joked, "The Fire Holders are different, even their burning is brighter."

The warriors laughed as well, "That’s right."

Rod felt his blood rushing to his head, clenched his fists, but didn’t know what to say, "You..."

The captain said, "Hurry up and learn how to operate the reflector, don’t waste our fire."

One warrior said, "I’ve left two clusters of residual light below. The entrance is blocked, no need to worry."

Another warrior said, "I’ve spread blue bone marrow ash on the tower’s surface. The Black Death Beasts can’t climb up now, the lighthouse’s defenses will hold them off for two days."

Rod opened his mouth, but in the end, no words came out.

Just like that, one by one, the warriors walked into the fire, lighting it with their souls.

The captain was the last to enter.

Before leaving, he said, "After the firelight weakens, seize the chance to escape. Don’t try to light the fire, it’s wasteful with no one to operate the reflectors."

"When you become stronger, kill a few more monsters, consider them our kills."

Rod’s throat moved as he struggled to utter a single word, "Okay."

The captain walked into the fire, and the glow became brighter than ever.

Rod, all alone, operated three reflectors, seeing off the distant evacuees.

And for them.

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