The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 367 - 257: The Unclean Ghost Spirit

Chapter 367: Chapter 257: The Unclean Ghost Spirit

Royal City.

Silver Oath.

Under the huge hollow was a True Silver Giant Ring with a radius of twenty thousand yards, resembling a silver creation serpent that occupied most of the space here.

Above the massive ring.

Main Priest, Oath Priest, members of the curse and anti-curse cult gathered together.

"What exactly is going on?"

"The Sealing Curse has completely lost its effect, and her characteristic cannot be suppressed anymore."

"Leader, the Defense Chief and His Excellency the Archbishop have already urged us for the third time to release her."

The leader of the Taboo Armament waved his hand firmly and said, "No! Mephit in her complete state must not leave the Oath Silver Ring. Without the curse to suppress her, the Oath can’t bind her at all."

"But the pressure on us is great, the Supreme Council is also inquiring about this matter, Star Town has made great progress, they have opened up a new frontier in the dark, yet there are no high-rank combatants to guard it..."

"The Royal City can send other high-rank combatants there, Mephit is a taboo, not within the combat ranking."

"But leader..."

The Oath Priest swallowed and said cautiously, "The situation here is very complicated, the Royal City cannot directly dispatch high-rank combatants, but some people are very concerned about Star Town..."

The leader grabbed his collar and hoisted him up, saying word for word.

"No matter the reason, no matter what dirty exchanges of interests are involved, nothing is more important than the safety and survival of all Trolian humans."

"The prophecy of the Son of Destruction is not a myth or conspiracy, Spiritual Interference and Dark Soul are soul traits absolutely not allowed in humans, I will not release her until they are contained."

Aside, the aged Main Priest opened his eyes and slowly said, "If the prophecy of the Son of Destruction truly exists, it might come true through her Spiritual Interference or Dark Soul. If we can find a way to separate these two soul traits, Mephit could be rid of the status of taboo and become a normal person."

The leader of the Cult said, "Separating characteristics is equivalent to splitting the soul, every time we delve into her Soul Manipulation Ceremony, we find its difficulty far exceeds our prior estimations."

The leader said harshly, "The harm of the Cold Ice Attribute cannot be ignored either, it has the potential to extinguish fire, this person is an utter disaster, having wasted so much of our manpower and resources, I’ve long suggested we should just kill her and extract her soul for research."

The Main Priest closed his eyes, saying nothing.

The leader of the Cult said, "Your Excellency the Taboo Leader, this is the King’s mercy, it shows tolerance and liberation towards our own people, it can significantly enhance our combat abilities, the positive impact far outweighs the negative."

The leader huffed, "But there should be exceptions, like this individual."

The leader of the Cult said gently, "I believe Mephit can be saved, just like us humans. Look at these twelve soul curses, they actually originate from her own soul."

The leader coldly said, "But now it’s out of control, becoming more like an accessory power of her characteristic."

The leader of the Cult said calmly, "Femont, this might be due to some accident, just like the recent abnormal weather and disturbances in the Spirit Realm, we will think of a solution."

The leader didn’t respond, silently looking downstairs.

Inside the massive True Silver Giant Ring, it was empty except for a figure as tiny as dust.

——

——

Star Town.

Administrative hall.

Just as Rod was pondering left and right, unable to find a solution and ready to give up the plan, an urgent report suddenly came back.

The southern watchtower of Star Town had detected a super-strong Tenth Level spiritual power wave rapidly approaching Star Town.

After a preliminary assessment by the reconnaissance personnel, this was a strong monster of Primary Rank, most likely coming from Ghost Spirit Lake.

The moment Rod finished reading the report, he almost jumped out of his chair.

He grabbed the orderly by the collar and urgently asked, "Are there any other ghost spirits?"

The orderly’s face turned red as he replied, "No, Lord Rod, the spiritual power waves they detected are singular, with no clutter."

Smack.

The orderly fell to the ground.

Rod could hardly believe his ears. The strong monsters from Ghost Spirit Lake had come to attack Star Town themselves?

I was still thinking about how to bypass the groups of high-rank ghost spirits to kill it, and you just came to me?

A strong monster leaving its lair to venture into the territory of fire and do battle, the level of intensity is simply worlds apart.

Could there be such good fortune?

Rod almost burst into roaring laughter.

Since that’s the case, there’s no need for the heavy weaponry, just go straight to Plan One.

Rod immediately commanded, "Send the order, Star Town must enter combat state immediately, all combatants assemble, Captain O’Hara to execute Plan One."

Just as the orderly was about to leave, Rod added another sentence.

"Also, bring me my horse."

The orderly asked in surprise, "Lord Rod, our white spirit horses are not war horses of the Knight Order suitable for combat, they’re only for pulling carts."

Rod replied impatiently, "Who’s talking about white spirit horses? Are you new here? Call over Anna."

The orderly’s face twisted into a very strange expression, but he ran off all the same.

It wasn’t long before Anna in her centaur state galloped over and hoofed him with a heavy stomp.

"Who’s your horse?" Anna raged. "Can your rotten mouth ever utter a few pleasing words?"

She lifted her hoof from Rod’s face and moved it towards his lower body.

"Hey! Stop it!"

Rod hurriedly somersaulted up and mounted her back.

"We’re implementing combat Plan One!"

"What?"

Anna’s attention was instantly diverted.

"There’s a monster attacking us? Why didn’t that orderly tell me, he just said to..."

Rod spoke with a smile, "Anna, the moment to fight side by side has arrived. You’re a key person, you can’t fail."

Anna immediately responded, "Rest assured, I am the best horse, no horse can run faster than me, I won’t disappoint you."

Rod slapped her rump, "Giddyup, Anna!"

Anna yelled angrily, "Don’t hit there! I can run on my own!"

With a leap, she bolted out of the administrative hall like lightning, her hooves rising, directly jumping onto the rooftops and rapidly leaping towards the outskirts of the town.

At the combat base, O’Hara, despite still recovering from grave injuries, assembled the combatants at the fastest speed possible.

Defense Master Mr. Bigstick came rushing in furiously, yelling, "Are you fools? That’s a strong monster, what are low-rank combatants going to do against it? Seeking death? I told you to build defense works and you didn’t, and now look! That hairless brat is just not up to par; you should have listened to me a long time ago!"

O’Hara replied with a smile, "Mr. Bigstick, we have special tactics for combat."

Mr. Bigstick’s whiskers bristled with fury, "If you think this bunch of runts can take down a strong monster, I’ll eat my shit right here on the spot!"

O’Hara got excited, clapping his hands, "Good, it’s a deal, I bet a clump of ten-year-old shit..."

Second Captain Conrad tugged at his sleeve, "Lord Rod has ordered that any bets made with him will involve you eating shit, while he works for us."

O’Hara snapped out of it, "Mr. Bigstick, I wager a year of..."

Mr. Bigstick waved his hand impatiently, "I got it, just go on, and if the battle turns against you, retreat immediately. I can build some temporary defense works to stop it, perhaps there’s still hope."

O’Hara’s face turned serious, speaking gravely, "Yes, Mr. Bigstick."

With a wave of his hand, "Move out!"

Thousands of combatants all at once surged out of town like a flood.

Meanwhile, Rod had already encountered that powerful impure ghost spirit.