The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 330 - 232 Abyss and Evil Dragon_2

Chapter 330: Chapter 232 Abyss and Evil Dragon_2

"As we all know, our soul has three layers: the Gaseous Layer, the Light State Layer, and the Core Layer,"

"We must purify it while the pollution is still in the Gaseous Layer. Warriors need only to meditate within the range of the fire and take a Purification Potion to achieve this."

"If it reaches the Light State Layer, one must return to the Royal City to undergo a Spirit Purification Ceremony at the Soul Church."

"Once the pollution reaches the Core Layer, it is beyond redemption, and all that awaits him is corruption and degeneration."

Molly’s voice grew somber.

"My father turned into a monster just like that, his bones piercing through his flesh into claws, killing my mother, my brother, nearly killing me."

Rod was shocked and blurted out, "Isn’t your brother a year older than me..."

Molly whispered softly, "If he were alive."

"I’m sorry..."

But there was little change in Molly’s expression.

"No need for apologies. I have long sworn to dedicate myself to the Holy Fire, to light more fires, illuminate greater areas, and slay all monsters lurking in the darkness. That is my greatest dream in life."

"For it, I am willing to give everything, and what you are doing now is practicing my dream."

Rod felt slightly moved. Molly might appear cold, but her heart was actually fervent.

He pondered for a moment and asked, "So, any sort of connection with a monster results in pollution?"

Molly nodded gently.

"The deeper the connection, the greater the pollution. When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back at you. Those who kill monsters eventually become monsters themselves."

"Please remember this law, bought with innumerable blood and deaths."

"Pollution is inevitable, assimilation will be complete, even deities wielding divine power fall into indescribable beings. In the end, we are but mortals."

Silence lingered in the room for a long time.

The firelight dimmed as well.

The evening time passed, the Dark Moon Night had arrived, the power of the fire was suppressed, and its brightness diminished accordingly.

After an indeterminate period, Molly broke the silence.

"That’s why our basic tactical principle has always been: Use more combatants of the same rank to fight the monsters, and no one should engage in combat with monsters in the darkness for more than four months."

"The Royal City has established a detailed rotation system for this reason."

"My combat arrangement is an application of this mechanism,"

Rod startled from his thoughts, suddenly showing a smile.

"Molly, I have thought of a way to greatly alleviate the warriors’ burden and reduce the pollution they suffer,"

Molly looked at Rod, her eyes not showing much belief.

Rod stood up, displaying a proud smile.

"Molly, did you know? I have hunted countless monsters, cleared the sewers entirely, killed the Abyss Giant Snake in one go, and stared the Corrupted Demon Dragon to death."

"But when the Soul Master at the Soul Church inspected my soul, his assessment was,"

"Your soul is as pure as a virgin’s, without a trace of pollution."

Rod looked at Molly, his smile growing clearer.

"That’s my specialty."

"Therefore, the warriors could leave the final blow to me, letting me shoulder the burden of killing the monsters."

"My soul can purify itself, cleansing all impurities."

Molly’s expression finally changed.

She remembered every word of Rod’s file by heart, and indeed, it contained this record.

But she had originally thought it was just a metaphor by the Soul Master, implying Rod’s soul was cleansed of impurities, ensuring he could confidently go to the frontline.

She had not expected him to possess such an ability.

"But..." she hesitated, "This purification has its limits, right? If too much corruption accumulates, your soul might undergo a sinister transformation, and if a dark state emerges, it would be very troublesome."

Rod laughed.

There was certainly a limit: if he exhausted these 99,678 points of Humanity, he would be subject to Pollution.

In other words, as long as Humanity was not exhausted, he would never be polluted or corroded.

And as long as he continued to inspire people and bring them hope, his Humanity would never vanish.

Now that he thought about it, Rod agreed more and more with the King’s words:

"The real Victory is not about how many monsters we kill, but about inspiring the spirit within us."

I must thoroughly practice this principle.

Rod thought to himself, yet his face remained very serious.

"Molly, I do have limits, but they are not easily reached."

"And now, with Royal City and the Holy Fire in imminent danger, how can we, as Trolians, not fight desperately for them? The Fire has enlightened us, sheltered us, bestowed upon us Life and Soul, strength, and glory. How can we watch it extinguish? For Royal City and the Holy Fire, I am willing to sacrifice my soul, so please don’t worry about me. Just let me take on this arduous task."

The words were so beautifully spoken that Molly could hardly believe them at first.

She looked at Rod skeptically.

The latter scratched his head and had no choice but to throw in his trump card.

"This is also one of the reasons Lord Theodore ultimately chose me."

Molly was silent for a moment but ultimately chose to believe.

"I will adjust this battle plan, no longer considering the impact of Pollution. In the end, about two-thirds of the people will go into battle, and one-third will stay behind."

This was significant, as it essentially changed the system from two shifts to three, improving efficiency by 50%.

Rod smiled and said, "That’s really great."

Molly said seriously, "But there are a few points to note: first, the warriors must fight with all their might and not hold back. They should only leave the monsters for you when it is safe."

"Second, since all of us are close-combatants and not suited for large-scale battles, they must be divided into squads to fight in broader areas. You will need to move back and forth quickly."

Rod smiled and said, "Molly, I just need a Spiritual Energy gap, a Soul vulnerability, to deliver a fatal strike. The warriors don’t need to specifically wear the monsters down to near death."

Molly pondered for a moment, then asked, "Is it grass?"

Rod was confused for quite some time before he realized that wasn’t her intent.

"Ah, right, it’s grass. This Fire Spark is very strong; it can penetrate the loopholes in the Soul, destroying it."

Molly nodded and said, "With that, our combat strategy can be further optimized. I’ll rewrite a new battle plan to maximize our advantages."

"However,"

She paused, then added,

"With this plan, you will be quite tired."

Rod patted his chest, smiling, "Men never fear tiredness."

Molly glanced at him, saying coldly,

"You seem to have quite traditional male views. You don’t have to suppress yourself too much; responsibilities and duties correspond. Our treatment only extends to the stronger individuals who contribute more to Humanity, regardless of gender."

Rod scratched his head, chuckled awkwardly, "I know, after all, I’m just one of many kings to Lord Qingyu."

Molly frowned slightly:

"Qingyu will not be the next King, and you will not be her king. If you wish, she might very well become one of your wives."

Rod laughed heartily, "Let’s talk about that later. By the way, why didn’t Aunt Youse and Mephit come?"

"Because it was quite rushed, Central Medical Officer Youse and Prohibited Mephit couldn’t make it on the vehicle in time. They will arrive later."

Molly adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses.

"Also, Mephit’s weekly salary of 8,000 silver coins and Youse’s 5,000 silver coins—I have already paid them. Commander, I must remind you, you should not hire such expensive people."

"Later, I will write a list of hires with the best cost-effectiveness, please make sure to hire according to the list."

"Furthermore, I’ve already notified Royal City, apart from the loan of 300,000 silver coins, your weekly salary will temporarily be managed by my account for discretionary use."

Rod gave her a slightly displeased look, muttering, "We haven’t even shared a bed, and you’re already managing the money."

But he said no more.

After all, with such a shrewd, adorable, and capable assistant, what else couldn’t be entrusted to her?

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