The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 304 - 217: The Ashes of the Demon Dragon_3

Chapter 304: Chapter 217: The Ashes of the Demon Dragon_3

But the speed of flesh and blood gathering was evidently faster than the previous two times. Soon, the Demon Dragon revived again and blocked everyone’s path.

The hunters’ faces darkened, knowing this was a bad sign.

Atos said in a deep voice, "Brother Rod, we will hold off the Demon Dragon while you take the chance to escape. You must survive and return."

Rod replied gravely, "Don’t rush; hold it off, I still have one trick left!"

Staring at the Demon Dragon, his eyes widened as he activated Soul Harvest.

Due to the huge gap in Spiritual Energy between them, the harvest undoubtedly failed.

However, the sensation that returned from the deep made it clear to Rod that, although slim, there was a chance!

"Hold it back!"

Rod shouted, immediately activating "Awakening" and glaring fiercely at the Demon Dragon.

Damn it!

Today I will bankrupt the Void if I must, but I will stare you to death!

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Atos chose to trust Rod once again.

All five hunters charged forward, battling the Demon Dragon fiercely.

But with Spiritual Energy nearly exhausted, the fight became exceedingly difficult, and the pressure mounted.

Finally, one hunter failed to dodge in time and was struck by the Demon Dragon’s claw, a huge wound slashing across his back and waist, nearly tearing him apart.

A nearby hunter quickly administered a Blood Element Potion to him.

With the powerful effect of the potion, his life was temporarily saved, but it couldn’t last long.

With one man down, the pressure increased. Atos had already consumed all his potions, but he still couldn’t stop the decline of his Spiritual Energy, and the Thunder Giant became smaller and smaller.

Eventually, a collision from the Demon Dragon scattered his body’s Thunder Light.

And Rod was still glaring fiercely.

The Demon Dragon, sensing the danger, ignored the other two hunters and lunged at Rod.

Rod continued to glare fiercely as he sprinted away.

The Demon Dragon’s ribs opened, and it was already close, its claws swooping down towards him.

Shit!

Just as Rod was considering whether to fly away with a "Spirit Boat," the Demon Dragon’s movements suddenly froze.

It was Mephit!

"Good!"

Rod kept glaring as he ran away.

"Mephit, quickly hold it down!"

The Demon Dragon’s ribs opened to lunge again, but its movements froze once more.

Cold frost spread over its body, and even its black, decaying skin began to show signs of paleness.

The Demon Dragon’s movements became like a phantom losing frames, and behind it was Mephit, enveloped in cold light.

Her silver-white hair shimmered against the cold light, and divine light flowed through her silver-white eyes. Frost spread out from her center, and the Demon Dragon’s soul even started to evaporate in the extreme cold.

Rod was amazed to discover that the success rate of the Soul Harvest had increased, indicating that the Demon Dragon’s Spiritual Energy was decreasing.

Great!

Push harder!

On the fortieth use of "Awakening," Spiritual Energy from the Void surged into his soul, filling it instantly, but it was also instantly depleted.

The cost of Soul Harvest had skyrocketed.

But Rod was still persevering.

The forty-first time.

The forty-second time.

The forty-third time.

...

Fifty times!

Finally, a different sensation returned from the deep, as if something very viscous had been harvested by him from the Void.

The Corrupted Demon Dragon emitted a jerky scream as large chunks of flesh fell off its body.

Countless black dust rose up, enveloping the entire area.

Meanwhile, Rod also saw a huge black line entering his body.

Soul Without Spirit +330000.

Damn!

Rod felt both thrilled and frustrated.

He was thrilled to have gained so many souls in one breath.

What was frustrating was that he had not obtained its Complete Soul.

Well, charging two stars in one breath was also a fine choice.

"We won!"

With a smile on his face, Rod walked towards Mephit, intending to give her a hug, or perhaps a classic post-battle kiss.

But he saw Atos leap over and slam Mephit to the ground with a backhand palm strike.

"What are you trying to do? Who allowed you to break the Sealing?"

With veins popping on his forehead, Atos yelled furiously.

He turned around, his twisted expression turning into a smile, and he embraced Rod, laughing, "Thanks to you, Brother Rod!"

With a deep frown, Rod carefully chose his words and asked cautiously, "Captain, Mephit was a great help too, why did you... hit her?"

Atos furrowed his brow.

"Never mind her, with or without her it’s all the same, come on, let’s quickly go pick through the remains in the ashes."

He turned and, along with several hunters, swiftly ran towards the mountain-like pile of Demon Dragon ash.

"Monsters of Strong Level and above not only leave behind Monster Ash but also soul crystals, which are greatly needed in Royal City."

As he spoke, he quickly scraped through the ash, putting some bright, shiny objects into the ash bag at his waist.

Mephit stood up silently.

She said nothing, nor did she pay any attention to Rod, who was trying to comfort her on the side.

Atos and his team were quick, picking out all the valuable items from the ash in less than thirty seconds.

"Pick up Jay, let’s head back quick."

Just then, Mephit stepped forward and said softly, "The ashes."

Atos was startled, "What ashes?"

Mephit said softly, "The Corrupted Demon Dragon’s ashes, this is my reward."

Atos impatiently said, "What reward, what does a tool need a reward for, move aside."

But Mephit did not move.

"You promised me."

Atos scoffed, "So what if I promised? What effort did you put in? What right do you have to ask for Demon Dragon ash?"

"But you promised me."

Atos shouted, "Get out of the way! You’re a monster, a witch, a bitch! You broke the Sealing on your own, wait for your punishment when you get back! You want Demon Dragon ash? Don’t even dream about it, don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to! Demon Dragon ash contains the laws of destruction and madness, suitable for making Black Fire Fuel, Pollution Fire, Twisted Fire. Are you trying to harm someone? You still harbor hatred for all of us, don’t you? I won’t let you succeed!"

"Now, either get out of my way, or I’ll report you to Silver Oath right now for your betrayal!"

A heavy silence gathered in the darkness.

Eventually, Mephit stepped aside.

But Rod stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Captain, may I have the Demon Dragon ash?"

"Of course."

Atos immediately took off the ash bag at his waist and handed it to him.

"Brother Rod, you put in the most effort this mission, there’s nothing you can’t ask for, what’s Demon Dragon ash in comparison, the mission reward will surprise you."

Rod laughed, "Thanks, Captain, may I dispose of it freely?"

"Certainly, Royal City is collective, yet also individual, we all have our freedoms."

Rod turned around and stuffed the ash bag into Mephit’s hands.

"Thanks for saving me earlier, this is what you deserve."

Silence once again enveloped the darkness.

Something flickered in Mephit’s silver eyes.

She lowered her head and said nothing, silently accepting the ash bag.

Atos didn’t say a word either, just sighed deeply in his heart, planning to quickly report back to Royal City and arrange several wives for Rod as soon as possible.

With a new star emerging in Royal City, they definitely couldn’t afford to let him be misled.

With various thoughts in mind, the team silently made their way back.

Fortunately, the noise earlier had not disturbed any sleeping monsters, and everyone safely returned to the surface.

The leader of the Hunter Group, Jahan, along with a large number of hunters and several officers from the Military War Department, were waiting for them.

Everyone received a warm welcome, except for Mephit, who left the group alone.

No one said goodbye to her, and indeed, no one even paid her any attention.

Rod sighed lightly in his heart, thinking this situation was quite strange. In the future, he planned to ask Dalin at the top Military War Department what exactly was going on and see if he could transfer her over.

"Goodbye, Mephit," Rod waved at her.

He hadn’t expected any response, but as Mephit passed by him, Rod clearly heard her faint voice.

"Tomorrow is the agreed time, at 17 Thorn Street. Come over early."