The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 282 - 201 Expectation_2

Chapter 282: Chapter 201 Expectation_2

"Indeed, something has marked him."

Tomman muttered.

"We were cursed by something when we flew over the Eternal Sealed Land."

Rod watched as he moved away.

The light of Spiritual Energy began to flicker, proving that he had been caught up with and had no choice but to start fighting.

The sound of the battle drew more monsters, clearing their path forward.

"Demetri..."

Rod asked hesitantly.

"Can he survive?"

Tomman scoffed, "Of course he can survive, he’s known as the Undefeated of Iron Furnace City, although he only has six Fire Sparks, he has already reached the rank of a Fourth Level Combatant. His combat skills are superb, his thinking is quick, his tactics varied, and his self-preservation skills are very strong. He has survived even more dangerous situations. Do you really think you, an untested young boy, could compare?"

Rod felt something drip onto his back, cold and soaking a patch.

"You... are crying?"

"Bullshit," Tomman cursed angrily. "I’m a tough man, I wouldn’t cry even in death; besides, I knew the mission would fail and we would all die, so why cry?"

Rod paused for a moment, then replied, "We won’t die."

"Stop dreaming, we are definitely going to die, the mission can’t possibly succeed... this way, the direction is off by one degree."

Tomman, holding the Star Disk, guided the direction.

Rod ran with all his might.

But the good times were short-lived; soon, they encountered a group of Long-nail Demons.

These were Abyssal Demons, signifying a nearby Abyss Rift, but this was not their mission, and a rift so far away posed no threat to the Royal City.

Rod tried to shake them off, but the Long-nail Demons not only outsped him but also teleported short distances.

Rod could only stop and fight them.

But once engaged, he realized how troublesome these Long-nail Demons, easily slaughtered by Mephit like pigs, really were; his numerous Wood Puppets were easily torn apart, and his Spirit Gun couldn’t hit them at all.

Worse still, it seemed the aftereffects of "Awakening" were reaching their limits.

A huge tearing sensation came from his soul, and waves of dizziness washed over him.

No way? Was the mission really going to fail?

Rod regretted deeply; he actually had many trump cards, but hadn’t had the chance to use them,

No, impossible.

I definitely still have something.

Rod changed direction and dashed out of the encirclement.

The riotous Spiritual Energy smashed down like a battering ram under his feet, propelling his figure at an extreme speed, flinging off the demons.

But with several blasts, Long-nail Demons teleported nearby, its huge long nails thrusting fiercely at him.

Rod turned back and sidestepped, dodging the attack again.

Suddenly, a gale hit him from behind.

Rod couldn’t dodge in time and could only open his Spiritual Defense, turning around and raising his arm to block the hit, using the force to propel himself a good distance away.

His arm throbbed with pain, the Spiritual Defense hadn’t completely blocked the attack, and a large gash opened on his arm, blood spilling out.

However, the pain snapped Rod’s brain into clarity.

He remembered, he still had one item.

The Dean’s whistle!

The Phantom, though not strong, had high combat intelligence, which might be effective.

Rod immediately took out the whistle from the Dream Realm and blew hard on it.

Suddenly, his Spiritual Energy surged into the whistle like a tide, Rod activated "Awakening" twice to satisfy the strong suction.

Invisible waves of Spiritual Energy dispersed in the air, and after a long while, the Dean’s Phantom descended again.

It glanced at Rod, its eyes seemingly reproachful, then with a wave of its Magic Wand, it shattered a Long-nail Demon’s head that had suddenly appeared.

Leaping backwards with a huge jump, it dove into the crowd of demons.

Far from being torn apart, the Phantom seemed like a War God descending.

The Magic Wand flew up and down, and the heads of demons burst one after another.

"How has it become so strong?"

Rod hesitated for a moment, then understood.

"Did the Dean do something again? He enhanced the whistle..."

The remnants of the battle attracted a large number of monsters, providing an excellent opportunity to move on.

Rod immediately turned and sprinted.

He could now see the second node directly, just 10,000 yards away, a rugged mountain of broken stones.

Victory was quickly within sight.

But at that moment, Rod felt a heat on his back, and a large patch of blood flowed down his neck.

Rod startled, put Tomman down, and then saw two huge penetrating wounds on his chest and abdomen.

Tomman’s face was as pale as paper, his clenched teeth had bitten off his lower lip.

Such severe injuries, yet Rod had not heard him cry out in pain.

"Sorry..."

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, with bits of flesh swirling in it.

"The mission... has truly failed."

Rod felt as if his heart had plunged into thorns, the intense pain deforming his voice, "Why didn’t you shout?"

Tomman’s gaze dimmed.

"I... I was afraid of disturbing you, I thought... if I persisted until the node, maybe there was a chance, but... but..."

"Sorry, I can’t hold on any longer..."

He cried, tears flowing profusely, mixing with the blood, seeping faster into the ground.

"We... we have failed again..."

Suddenly, Rod said, "No."

"We haven’t failed."

Tomman looked at him, something strange in his eyes, something akin to hope, yet tinged with disbelief.

He whispered softly, "My spirit is dissipating, I’m dying soon... without the Corrosive Material, the mission is doomed to failure..."

"Move it now."

"60 tons of Corrosive Material, you can’t take it with you."

"I can take it, I have space storage."

In an instant, it was as if lightning had struck Tomman’s eyes, "Really... really?"

"Yes."

Tomman didn’t ask again, perhaps he had no strength, or perhaps he feared a negative answer.

Spiritual Energy rose in him, the air rippling noticeably.

But his breath weakened rapidly, as blood poured from him.

In the distance, the fight intensified, the Dean’s phantom surrounded by countless demons, yet slaughtering all that came near like a War God.

The intense aftermath of the battle masked their Spiritual Power Wave, keeping them undisturbed.

Seconds later, accompanied by a huge crash, a massive steel cylinder landed beside Rod.

Tomman could no longer speak, looking at him with eyes full of hope.

Rod approached the cylinder, using the method the Dean had once shown him, slicing his palm and using his blood to draw a gigantic Lightning Symbol on the cylinder, identical to his gesture.

Following that, he formed the gesture with his hands, focusing his attention on the whole cylinder.

He closed his eyes, sensing it in his mind.

The next instant, he felt lighter, as if something had been drawn from his body.

Rod opened his eyes, the cylinder had disappeared, and in his mind, a gigantic object lay quietly in the Dream Realm.

A Lightning Symbol on it was glowing brightly.

This was the ritual marker, which in this way, could only transport one item in and out of the Dream Realm.

"Success!"

Rod turned with a smile.

"I told you, with me here, the mission would not fail."

But Tomman’s eyes were vacant, no longer breathing.

His spirit had dissipated, but what remained on his face was a smile.

Flower of Humanity +1

Rod silently turned around, heading towards the node.

The phantom disappeared, and a swarm of demons rushed towards him.

Rod recklessly used "Awakening", intense Spiritual Energy surged like madness in his body, vanishing and reappearing in an instant.

His speed reached unprecedented heights, driven by the furious Spiritual Energy, he dashed forward like lightning, even the Long-nail Demons couldn’t catch up to him.

The distance of 10 kilometers, he covered in 30 seconds.

As Rod stepped onto the summit, his body was nearly breaking apart, and regardless of how he used "Awakening", the terrifying presence in the void didn’t delay even a half step.

But.

I had already succeeded.

Rod showed a victorious smile, made the gesture, and the 60-ton cylinder crashed heavily onto the node.

The moment it appeared, the entire space’s aura changed.

Countless demons surged towards the place, the Long-nail Demon arriving first, piercing through his chest.

At the same time, the massive backlash of "Awakening" also erupted in his body.

Rod’s vision darkened, finally losing consciousness.

—

Royal City.

Everyone involved in the plan was extremely apprehensive.

The Investigation Legion, White Tower, Observatory, all were constantly aware of the developments in the west.

Orderlies shuttle back and forth in the hall, relaying every tiny piece of news.

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