The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 397 - 273: The Death of the Chief Judge (Part 2)

Chapter 397: Chapter 273: The Death of the Chief Judge (Part 2)

The situation was dire, the big move had just been used up, the Resurrection Stone was gone, and only 2 points of Divinity remained.

If he was killed at that moment, he would be finished.

He could only resort to his last trump card.

Rod immediately took out the Undying Spirit from the Dream Realm, held it in his hand, and said to Mephit, "Stand back a bit and quietly freeze him. As soon as I find his weak spot, he’s dead."

He raised his voice, calling out, "Anna, go back and tell Molly to immediately enter a state of combat readiness..."

But his voice was abruptly cut off. A red figure shook the Silence Bell, creating a Silent Domain.

Anna, who was far away, didn’t hear anything. She was anxiously wandering in the Black Fog, waiting for the outcome of the battle.

Rod’s expression darkened.

This action undoubtedly made his hostility clear.

He immediately took out the Spirit Crow Messenger, and with a wave of his hand, the messenger soared away.

But there was just a sharp snap.

The Spirit Crow Messenger burst in mid-air, turning into countless points of light that scattered on the ground.

The person spoke, and his voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of familiarity, as if Rod had heard it somewhere before.

"Don’t bother, just die quietly," he said.

Rod coldly responded, "Who are you really? Why would you betray humanity? Aren’t you afraid of being executed?"

These words immediately enraged him.

"If it weren’t for you, how would I have ended up in this state?"

His Spiritual Energy rapidly expanded, and the shadow of a Giant emerged from him.

His voice became immensely powerful, resonating with a deep rumbling.

"It’s because of your blind arrogance, your conceit, that I’ve become like this!"

"Why did you come to Star Town? Why do you continue to expand? Isn’t Trolian’s territory large enough? Why won’t you stay inside the Royal City and bask in luxury?"

His visage became ferocious as his form began to swell, merging with the shadow.

"What right do you have to challenge the dark?"

"It’s all your fault, all your fault!"

His voice grew more twisted, eventually becoming as monstrously grating as a beast’s.

"I’m going to kill you!"

As the last word fell, he had swelled into a gray Giant, an unparalleled Spiritual Energy coursing through his body, a strong Spiritual Pressure hitting Rod so hard he could barely breathe.

The next instant, the Giant’s figure flashed, appearing above Rod’s head, and his Spiritual Energy-filled giant fist slammed down fiercely.

Boom!

The giant fist smashed into the ground.

The entire ground trembled, dust shot up to the sky, and not even the Silent Domain could hide the massive blast.

When the dust settled, the ground had been smashed into a super-sized crater.

The Giant sneered, "A weakling not worth a single blow."

As he raised his hand to wipe the flesh and blood from his fist, it suddenly vanished.

"Huh?"

The Giant looked up and saw Rod reappear not far away.

"What’s going on here? Is this some illusion? What Fire Spark have you ignited again?"

Rod’s face was pale, and his heart was pounding from the close call. In that instant, he had crushed the Undying Spirit in his hand just in time to avoid being killed by the Giant in one blow.

The Undying Spirit allowed him to be in an Undead state for 30 seconds, but being undead didn’t mean he was immune to pain. The effect of the Undying Spirit simply meant that any cause of death would be negated in the next second, but the severe pain of dying still pierced through his body, and being smashed into mush was not a pleasant feeling.

"Heh."

Rod suppressed the lingering agony in his spirit and let out a contemptuous sneer.

"Did you really think you could kill me?"

Boom!

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a lightning-fast giant fist struck him again.

The giant’s speed was utterly beyond imagination, enhanced by Tenth Level Spiritual Energy, it was faster than lightning; he couldn’t possibly react in time.

However, Rod, split into two, appeared unscathed before him once more.

The giant’s eyes widened, "What are you? Why can you resurrect?"

Rod sneered, "Without special abilities, how could I dare to take on this unique task? Let me tell you the truth, I am the reincarnated spirit of the Ancient God Heragotos. If I use my full power, I need only one move to kill you."

"Impossible! You’re talking nonsense! That can’t be!"

The giant’s expression was one of extreme terror.

"The Ancient God Heragotos, the God of Flesh in legend, vanished during the Epoch of Gods. His Divine Son was infected by the Black Fog and now wanders the Dead Soil Continent. His Divine Envoys have fallen and guard the Sagus Ancient City. How can you be the reincarnation of an Ancient God? How is it possible?"

He frantically attacked Rod, but no matter how many times he killed him, Rod would resurrect in the next second.

After being slain dozens of times, the giant felt a chill in his limbs, as if his Spiritual Energy was frozen.

Staring blankly at Rod, who had resurrected again, he stood petrified.

Rod glanced indifferently at the frost spreading from his limbs and said lightly, "Whether you believe it or not, I can easily kill you."

The giant shuddered, "Then why don’t you kill me?"

Rod replied coldly, "Your soul has some value. If you submit to me, worship me, and chant my name, I may make you my Divine Envoy and grant you supreme Divine Power."

A strong light burst forth from the giant’s eyes, a glimmer of hope for survival appeared in them, but deep skepticism still made him waver.

"You, what proof do you have?"

Rod sneered, "Everything you have seen is proof. Haven’t you seen the raging Void devouring monsters? Haven’t you witnessed the miracle of resurrection from death? Haven’t you observed all the extraordinary anomalies about me?"

He opened his arms and shouted forcefully.

"Haven’t you felt the majesty of a god?"

The giant felt his blood freeze, a bone-chilling cold spreading within his soul, his thoughts solidified, unable to churn, his mind a blank.

In a trance, he seemed to truly feel the majesty of a god.

"You... Why have you returned to the world?"

Rod said indifferently, "Years ago, I fought the Black Fog for over three hundred years, defeating them utterly. Thinking the situation was under control, I fell into a slumber in the River of Eternal Death in the Spirit Realm. Little did I expect that upon awakening, this world had become so rotten in your hands that I couldn’t stand it any longer. So, I returned from the Void. My power was somewhat impaired upon descent. If you become my Divine Envoy and help me return to the pinnacle of the world, become the supreme and unique Supreme God, then I will dub you as my Divine Envoy."

The intense cold had already stripped the giant of his ability to think. He wasn’t even aware of where this chill was coming from; at this moment, his mind echoed with the three words "There’s still hope."

"I... I..."

He stammered.

""I, in the name of the Chief Judge Krama, descendant of the King of Giants, Ehaius, pledge myself to serve you, to recite your divine name, to spread your Spirit Country across the land. Please bestow your Divine Power upon me to rid my soul of its Darkening."

If he could indeed reverse the soul’s Darkening, he must be an Ancient God.

If not, then he was merely a charlatan, and there would be no harm in killing him later.

Rod smiled gently, "Alright, release your Spiritual Energy, let it return to your soul, become tranquil, and expose your complete soul before me."

Krama released his Spiritual Energy, and with it, the giant’s figure also dissipated.

He saw Rod raise his right hand, a sickle-shaped crescent flashing across the back of his hand, his palm becoming transparent, luminous energy steaming out, and suddenly, a flash of Spiritual Light sparked in his mind.

"You’re deceiving me!"

But it was too late, the intense cold had frozen his Spiritual Energy, and his unprotected soul lay bare before Rod.

In Rod’s eyes, his entire being was flawed.

Thump.

The semi-transparent right hand plunged into the core of his soul, gripping the thread of his spirit.

Rod chuckled, "I didn’t lie to you. It takes only one move to kill you."

With a fierce tug, the soul crumbled, and Krama collapsed to the ground like a sack of flesh without bones.

A gray-black thread sunk into the body.

[Krama’s Soul]

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