The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 254 - 180 The Great Hero Arrives_2

Chapter 254: Chapter 180 The Great Hero Arrives_2

"Wow! The fire actually ignited!"

Rod quickly poured the last portion of the Soul Without Spirit into it, and the flames of the Spirit Elegy indeed soared into the sky.

These three souls were indeed strong.

Rod looked up and saw a line of text emerging beneath the blue-gray flames.

Spirit Elegy

State: Weak Burning

Star Energy: None

Inject: Soul Without Spirit

Fire: Humanity

Quantification: Unavailable

Position: Dull Fire

Strength: 1508

Description: She has passed away, but the soul remains

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"Dean, your judgment is really accurate, is this knowledge from the dream realm?"

"Yes, but unfortunately, I can only tell you part of the specific methods to use."

Looking at the flames of the Spirit Elegy, which were taller than him, Rod couldn’t stop smiling.

It had no Star Energy, but its initial strength had reached 1508, far surpassing other stars.

It is indeed one of the stars chosen by the Book of Knowledge as the most suitable for me.

Rod quickly left the Soul Wilderness and went into the cabin to create the Soul Firewood.

Now, making it was not difficult at all, as its materials posed no pressure for Rod.

Except for Divinity.

That was the only problem.

One piece of Soul Firewood required a portion of Divinity, which is 10 points.

Now, his Divinity was only left with 6 points, what about the Soul Firewood for the next star?

Rod was somewhat worried in his heart, but he didn’t think too much and quickly went back to the wilderness to put the Soul Firewood into it.

The flames of the Spirit Elegy trembled slightly, and then stabilized.

But a new line of text appeared above it: "Spirit Elegy requires two pieces of Soul Firewood."

Damn!

There’s actually such a thing?

Rod was profoundly annoyed, but he was now unable to create a second piece, so he could only start the sacrifice of souls.

He had been saving these souls for a long time, amassing several thousand, and aside from the necessary ones to keep, he sacrificed them all in one go, obtaining 160,000 Souls Without Spirit and 3611 portions of Spirituality.

To Rod’s surprise, investing 160,000 Souls Without Spirit into it, the state of the Spirit Elegy merely jumped from "Weak Burning" to "Blazing Burning," and the strength only went from 1508 to 3010.

Rod knew that the larger the star, the higher the demand, but the requirement for Spirit Elegy was excessively high.

To raise it to the ultimate complete state, how many souls would it take? Its ultimate strength, could it be tens of thousands?

However, Rod’s Soul Strength had more than doubled, from 2430 jumping all the way to 5440.

Based on his understanding, an increase in Soul Strength uniformly enhanced Spiritual Energy, and his previous Soul Strength of 2430 coincided with a Spiritual Power Strength of exactly 4.1 thousand units.

According to this ratio, his current Spiritual Power Strength should have exceeded 9.1 thousand units.

Clasping his fists, Rod felt the surging Spiritual Energy within his body, a powerful force that propelled his spirit to an almost uncontrollable level.

Well... once I get back, I’ll upgrade my Spiritual Energy. I’ve finally stepped into the ranks of the fourth-tier Spiritual Energy.

During this time, Theodore had also been busy. He had thoroughly informed Rod how to observe the external environment in the Dream Realm, how to directly enter the Dream Realm through meditation, and most importantly, how to send larger items in or out of the Dream Realm through the Prayer Ceremony.

All this was urgently needed information that was missing from the Book of Knowledge.

It’s worth mentioning that Theodore also made it clear to him that the language of dreams is actually Divine Language, said to be the oldest language created by the gods.

And regarding the existence of gods, Theodore told him directly, "They do exist. The Royal City denies the existence of gods to prevent people from praying to Them."

"Why? Is praying bad? At most, there’s no response..."

"No."

Theodore looked at Rod seriously.

"Any prayer directed towards gods only receives twisted, insane, polluted, and malevolent responses, and getting no response is the best outcome."

"No matter what rituals you use, no matteer how you change the rites, whether you pray to the sun, the moon, the stars, flame, or even to domains of divinity like light, justice, salvation, etc., it’s always the same."

Rod expressed in astonishment, "Then why does the Royal City deceive us? Why not just make things clear?"

Theodore said softly, "Little Rod, you need to understand that when people are in despair, what they can do is incomprehensible. Words like ’what if’ and ’maybe’ will whisper in your heart like a demon, eventually forcing you to do something irrevocable. After countless bloody lessons, we have learned one thing—the best choice is to completely cut off any possibility and ban all knowledge."

"Then the existence of Doomsday believers must be very dangerous, right?"

"Yes, that’s why we strictly control any Spirituality material and forbid the external transmission of any mysterious knowledge. Of course, the ultimate method is to completely eradicate them."

"Exactly, I feel the same way. We have to eradicate them completely."

Theodore laughed and said, "Just eradicating them is not enough. We also need to eliminate the conditions that give rise to them."

"How do we eliminate those conditions?"

"More living space, better living conditions, needs that are more human."

"The environment in the Outer City District is indeed poor..."

Theodore said quietly, "The truly poor areas, you haven’t seen them. You should visit the slums to the east and southeast. That’s where the breeding ground for the Doomsday believers is."

Rod silently noted his words, then suddenly felt a tinge of reluctance.

"Dean, if only you could stay with me forever..."

Theodore smiled and said, "Little Rod, it’s because of the brevity that our encounters shine. I’m very grateful to you, you know? My life has been quite terrible. I once thought I was the Savior who could hold up the skies of Trolian alone, but it was only after Kashan died in my arms that I realized how insignificant my power was. If I couldn’t save the person I loved most, who could I save?"

"Later, as the Dean of Jinworth, I tried to cultivate more powerful individuals, to find the real Savior, but I also failed. The three Assistant Deans did a better job than me, yet they attributed the honors to me. I am just a person who has plagiarized honor and reputation."

"In my old age, the darkness’s encroachment brought with it memory loss, loss of control, and madness that troubled me all the time. Often, I was like a living corpse, with my soul having died in that horrific battle 100 years ago, leaving only my body alive."

"Only in the final stage of my life did I free myself from all of that and regain my sanity."

"This has been the best time, as I am doing something more meaningful than all my life’s accomplishments combined. Do you know? In this world of despair, hope is as precious as gold, and you have given me that hope. There is nothing more wonderful than this."

Theodore looked at him with twinkling eyes, his gaze filled with both laughter and anticipation.

"Little Rod, go on."

"Today, Trolian is about to welcome its great hero."