The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 368 - 258 Decree (First Update)

Chapter 368: Chapter 258 Decree (First Update)

This was an immensely huge semi-physical Ghost Spirit, its body a murky yellow inverted cone, dragging countless tentacles on the cone top, running wildly on the ground like an upside-down sea anemone, eerie and terrifying.

In Rod’s view, its Soul Waveform was strong and sharp, typically saw-tooth shaped.

This was the standard Soul Strength of a Strong Monster.

And its Spiritual Power Waveform had extremely large oscillations, visually estimated to be above Tenth Level.

The judgment in the report of it being Primary Rank Strong Monster had no issues.

But what surprised Rod was that its entire soul was covered with a layer of dark golden light, which blossomed from the depths of its soul, continuously expanding and contracting like breathing.

He immediately remembered the special states of monsters that the King had once told him about.

This monster not only had a Source.

It had at least four Sources!

Holy shit!

Joy overwhelmed Rod like a tsunami, this being the first time he had encountered a monster with so many Sources.

If he could seize its soul, he would then be able to ignite a stronger Star.

What made Rod even happier was that today was Fire Day, and although the sun was not visible, the range of the firelight had greatly increased. Everyone felt their souls invigorated, their Spiritual Energy boiling, their Characteristics or Fire Spark becoming restless, even their abilities were enhanced somewhat.

Meanwhile, the monster’s power was greatly suppressed, the Ghost Spirit was smoking under the firelight, countless tiny flames continuously appearing and vanishing on its body.

It was enraged by the fire, charging towards the very center of the firelight.

But a glance from Rod, and the Ghost Spirit immediately turned and charged at him.

Soul Harvest was really a Divine Skill!

"Run! Anna!"

Centaur Anna did a backflip and started a furious sprint.

It was evident that since the battle with the grey-robed monster, she had resolved to practice hard and had made quite an improvement.

Not only was she faster, but Rod also felt less of an impact when riding.

Of course, this could also be because his Centaur-riding technique had improved.

The Ghost Spirit was not very fast, as it was restricted by the firelight, moving as if swimming in a thorn-filled swamp, not only was its speed affected, the faster it moved, the more damage it sustained.

But Anna still cautiously maintained a distance of three hundred steps from it.

Many monsters had sprinting abilities, and the Ghost Spirit’s oppressive aura was even greater than that of the grey-robed monster; she could not be careless.

Soon, a large group of combatants appeared at the edge of Star Town.

Captain O’Hara stood in the front, his gaze fixed on Rod.

Rod had once discussed this battle plan with him.

Although the Commander’s ideas were genius, the plan was quite rough. He had added many details to make it a practical and executable battle plan.

Now, he was waiting for the Commander’s order.

In the back.

Molly, Vivian, and Aro were nervously watching the front line.

Next to them, the Defense Master Mr. Big Stick was building a mud wall with his bare hands.

Aro whispered, "Miss Molly, Mr. Big Stick’s name is so strange."

Molly lifted her gold-rimmed glasses, speaking coolly, "He is an exile from Clarsusa. His ancestors joined Trolian a thousand years ago. They are skilled in forging and building, their Soul Traits often related to this, hence they are accustomed to being named after common tools."

"I heard he often uses ’eating shit’ in bets with people; could he be a Doomsday believer?"

Vivian chuckled from the side, "Miss Aro, that’s prejudice."

"Doomsday believers, although mad and chaotic, do not like to eat shit, well... there are exceptions, of course. Every place has its oddities, I mean generally. In Clarsusan tradition, eating shit is an unforgivable punishment, they most prefer to use this method in bets to convey the confidence that they can’t possibly fail."

"But the bad part is, this tradition is gradually becoming widespread."

Aro was relieved and laughed, "Miss Molly, remember to attach later, Rod might need my Spiritual Energy, I need to get closer to him faster."

Molly said coolly, "Okay."

Aro giggled, "Miss Molly, your Wind Black Silk is really useful and looks very good, I really wish I had one, too. But it’s a pity, Lord Horus rejected my request and scolded me for not deserving Artifact Level Equipment, hmph, that old blockhead is really not cute at all."

She kept talking about lighthearted topics to ease the nervous atmosphere, but everyone’s eyes were fixed on Rod in the distance, circling with the Ghost Spirit. The immense Spiritual Pressure, even from so far away, did not diminish at all, making it hard to breathe.

Star Town had just started and was already facing such a grave crisis; no one was not worried, and Rod’s tactic of completely contradicting basic principles made everyone anxious. He hadn’t even allowed Molly to evacuate the populace. Star Town was still operating as normal.

If Rod made any mistake, this Ghost Spirit could destroy all their achievements so far.

Unconsciously, Molly clenched her fists, her palms full of sweat.

Please!

She thought to herself.

No matter what it takes, please don’t let him fail!

Meanwhile, at the front lines, Rod was feeling intense excitement.

He discovered a fact.

The hatred from Soul Harvest was extremely strong; he had only used one glance, and the Ghost Spirit had been chasing him for a quarter of an hour.

Then, the Centaur Spear that could pull away monsters from the hatred of Soul Harvest must also be a super hatred generator.

"Anna, can you run and throw spears at the same time?"

Anna answered with some difficulty, "Probably not, my spear is a Spiritual Energy construct, and taking out the spear follows specific rules, I cannot move..."

"Oh, is that so?"

A spear shimmering with deep purple luster was handed to her, almost causing Anna to trip over.

She looked incredulously at the spear before her and stammered, "This... how did you extract it? It should have disappeared."

Rod smiled and said, "I have a Sealing Ability, and I sealed it to take it out."

It was then that Anna noticed a semi-transparent substance on the spear, and she couldn’t help but sigh, "Is it a derivative ability of the black bucket again? Your Fire Spark is even more powerful than my Characteristic."

Rod grinned and said, "I have a stronger Fire Spark than that, want to experience it?"

"Pah, get lost."

Without turning back, Anna took the long spear and casually threw it.

Rod immediately released the seal, and the spear, as if controlled by strings, spun around in midair and struck towards the Ghost Spirit, the paralyzing effect freezing it for half a second.

Anna said regretfully, "My Spiritual Energy is too weak, otherwise I could have paralyzed it for a longer time."

Rod, however, revealed a look of satisfaction.

The only difficulty with the plan now was that Rod could not use "Awakening" indefinitely unless he wanted the Void to violently extract its debts immediately.

Moreover, creatures killed by the Void yielded no loot; Rod could use it on small monsters, but if the souls of Strong Monsters were absorbed by the Void, that would be a huge loss.

If Spiritual Energy was limited, then the number of times he could use Soul Harvest was limited, consuming more as he progressed.

If he couldn’t kill the monster before his Spiritual Energy was exhausted, that would be the end.

Now, Anna also possessed a strong hate skill, which included both guaranteed hit and strong control effects, making her the perfect complement to him.

Rod laughed heartily.

"Anna, you indeed are the most useful person!"

Amidst his laughter, Rod raised his right hand and made a signal for a full army assault.

Captain O’Hara immediately gave the order.

"Everyone, attack the Ghost Spirit with all your might, no need to conserve Spiritual Energy, no need to defend, the Ghost Spirit won’t turn back!"

The combatants, unable to restrain themselves any longer, surged forward like floodwaters released from a dam.

Despite the monster’s strong Spiritual Pressure making it difficult for them to breathe, the opportunity to fight a Strong Monster they had never encountered before would be their most glorious memory. Fighting to the death against a formidable foe to defend humanity’s newly established living space would be a tale they could boast about until their dying days.

The boiling of their blood made them disregard the gap in rank and the terror between life and death, as they each used their strongest moves toward the bizarre Ghost Spirit.

In an instant, countless Spiritual Power Light Cannons, Fireballs, Spirit Light Arrows, Shockwave Cannons, Steel Spurs, Shock Bombs, and other myriad long-range attacks struck the Ghost Spirit, with layers of Spiritual Energy waves rippling out.

The monster’s Spiritual Defense was being tested.

Below its massive body, countless people wielding various weapons chased after it slashing furiously.

And the Ghost Spirit, as if not noticing, continued to pursue Rod with difficulty.

In the distance.

Within the black fog.

Three figures illuminated by red light were dumbfounded.

"This... what kind of tactic is this?"

"This makes no sense?"

"Why isn’t the unclean Ghost Spirit turning back?"

After pondering for a moment, Levill said, "I think it’s very likely that the boy has some special ability that causes the monster to relentlessly pursue him. That witch transformed into a Centaur looks very suspicious."

Amoli asked anxiously, "Why would there be a witch in Star Town? How could the Royal City allow this group to come over?"

Krama was also very anxious, "We didn’t receive this intelligence, so doesn’t that mean our plan is entirely ruined?"

Levill observed closely for a while and said solemnly.

"No, don’t panic, I recognize that witch, she’s the infamous useless Anna, who in six years used thirty Holy White Potions and has yet to reach an advanced state. In the tests at the Mechanical Research Institute, her Magic Awakening only showed two Fireworks... Look, which witch has ever been used as a mount? Only that failure could do such a thing."

The two felt slightly reassured, but after watching for a while, they grew worried again.

"She’s running too fast."

"That Soul Spear is guaranteed to hit, and it also has a compulsory rigid effect."

"The Ghost Spirit still hasn’t turned back, this is not going well."

"Shall we make a move? Just restraining that witch will do."

Amoli immediately objected, "No, once we make a move, we will definitely be tracked down by the White Tower."

Levill advised, "Don’t worry, we’re not the ones killing, it’s the monsters, we are just using the Law of Magic to help her overcome her fear, to face the strong enemy bravely."

Krama and Amoli both laughed.

"Exactly, we’re just helping her not to be afraid, daring to face fear is what truly makes a warrior."

Levill nodded and said, "Just use the Decree of Recklessness, watch for the right timing to release it, I will go draw some High Rank Ghost Spirits here, we must ensure their complete annihilation!"

"Alright!"

A Chief Judge turned and left, while the other two Chief Judges quietly approached, stretching out their right hands, their fingers spread, aimed directly at Anna.

A solemn recitation rose in the darkness.

"I hereby swear in justice, I shall faithfully execute the duties of a Chief Judge, to the utmost of my ability, maintaining, upholding, and defending the dignity of the King’s Law."

"Law of Magic, Recklessness!"