The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 438 - 290 The King’s Return

Chapter 438: Chapter 290 The King’s Return

In the following period, life finally quieted down.

Rod spent each day practicing with the Star Shuttle, mastering more ways to utilize the Star Lines, and learning combat skills with sword and shield at the combat base.

With the blessing of the "Divine Sense" of the Fifth Star, Rod learned everything at a lightning-fast pace.

He quickly went from a basic user of sword and shield to a skilled expert, even touching the threshold of mastery.

His mastery of the Star Shuttle improved by leaps and bounds.

The success rate of the Star Shuttle increased from less than 10% to around 70-80%.

Rod found various uses for the Star Lines, crafting not only weapons and armor but also other diverse items.

Rod discovered that Star Lines formed from Spiritual Energy in a Static State were extremely stable and durable, then by knitting them as one would knit a sweater, he created what could be called invincible soft armor.

Light as a feather yet incredibly tough, it offered high resistance to abnormal states, strong defensive power against Spiritual Energy attacks, and could greatly reduce the impact of blows.

Most importantly, Rod could give it to his companions for use, and it would not disappear until the energy was exhausted, only turning into Star Dust and dissipating when overwhelmed.

Star Lines formed from Spiritual Energy in a Chaotic State were more active, generally used to weave Star Shuttles.

The Book of Knowledge told him that the Star Shuttle was the most efficient form of using Chaotic State Spiritual Energy, its tremendous speed exponentially releasing its power.

The way to increase the power of the Star Shuttle was to maximize its rotation speed at the critical moment.

The faster the Star Shuttle spins, the more Star Lines it can accommodate, and the stronger its power.

If it absorbed more than one hundred Star Lines within the critical time and reached a speed of three thousand revolutions per second, it could kill an ordinary Primary Rank Strong Monster in a single strike.

Rod still had a way to go.

The Star Shuttle’s critical time was only ten seconds, and with Rod’s current Spiritual Power Strength, he could only condense four to five Star Lines per second while also having to divide his attention to increase the speed and maintain balance.

If the Star Shuttle was too thin and spun too fast, it risked being prematurely launched.

A Star Shuttle released too early would be weak and powerless.

If the Star Shuttle was too thick, and the speed too slow, it would fall out of his hand when the critical time came, dropping to the ground like a lump of mud.

Finding the balance between these extremes was very difficult.

Rod was usually only able to launch a Star Shuttle with about two thousand revolutions and roughly forty Star Lines.

Even so, its power had already shocked many warriors at the combat base.

Everyone envied Rod’s new Fire Spark, and what made them even more jealous was the fact that he had ignited seven Fire Sparks in less than a year.

According to statisticians, the average number of Fire Sparks for a Fire Holder of the Starfire Series was 3.65.

Rod had surpassed the average by nearly double in just one year.

Even more astonishing was his Spiritual Energy, which had exceeded 260,000 measures, reaching the high position of 8th Level Spiritual Energy.

One more step and he could touch the minimum threshold for a Third Level Combatant.

Third Level Combatants are also the threshold for the strong, known as "Perfectionists," with the core standard being perfect harmony between spirit and flesh, the mutual influence and deep resonance between Spiritual Energy and the flesh, thus unleashing 120% of its power.

Rod was showing a trend of moving in this direction.

His height had increased by more than ten centimeters, his physique had become elongated, with a smooth line of waist and abdomen, his body masculine and beautifully built, free of any excess fat or overly swollen muscles, the entire person in an incredibly harmonious state.

If he became a Third Level Combatant, this state would reach its peak.

Every inch of his muscle would be at the golden ratio, every tendon and bone at the best state for combat, with both energy and physical strength extremely vigorous.

This was why they were called "Perfectionists."

Moreover, the younger one was when reaching the Third Level Combatant, the better the effect would be.

If one was too old, the improvements would be relatively limited, affecting further development.

At forty, the effect would be just average, and beyond fifty, there was basically no chance of progressing further, forever unable to cross the chasm between human and superhuman.

And what Trolian needed most were Combatants beyond the strong.

To be precise, Second Level Combatants who were "superhuman."

In the darkest of battles, those below "superhuman" were truly treated as non-human.

Therefore, Royal City paid great attention to Rod’s growth.

As Rod approached the threshold of a Third Level Combatant, Royal City dispatched several experienced Masters to guide his training and provided enough Soul Potions.

However, Rod didn’t drink any of it himself; instead, he stored it all in the Dream Realm, secretly distributing some to Molly, Anna, and others who needed them more.

And so, Rod rapidly digested all of his prior accumulations, growing at an eye-dazzling speed.

If before he relied on various unfathomable methods and wondrous items to achieve victory, he now possessed the true strength to confront dangers head-on.

His development was finally on the right track, gradually nearing higher levels.

At the same time, the development of Star Town proceeded methodically.

Thanks to the efforts of Molly, Velas, Vivian, and others, its construction pace didn’t lag for a moment. More and more people arrived at Star Town every day, relieving the survival pressure, and improving Trolian’s situation day by day. The governing officials of Royal City were either laughing wildly or fighting over the quotas for Star Town.

Everything was improving, and all matters were becoming incredibly smooth, even quickly finding the track of the City of Chaos in the Dream Realm.

After merging with the track, its disturbances greatly diminished, and Rod no longer found himself halfway through something, suddenly pulled into the Dream Realm by the Book of Knowledge to manipulate the Light Platform and fend off attacking monsters, nor did he have to worry about Ancient Gods or former sovereigns invading the Dream Realm from higher realms.

He could finally focus on developing for a while, following the instructions of the Book of Knowledge to create more trump cards, and then actively attempt to hunt the powerful monsters of the higher Spirit Realm after being fully prepared.

If possible, find the other remnants of the Ancient God Heragotos and destroy them.

After all, they had already destroyed one remnant.

Compared to dealing with unknown powerful beings, there was a greater assurance in destroying another remnant.

Moreover, Heragotos himself had stated in his Spiritual Energy will that destroying him would grant his power, and although the Book of Knowledge thought it unlikely, it was still worth a try.

Even if not, weren’t the Great Souls obtained from killing the remnants delicious?

By comparison, this was the easiest way to acquire Great Souls.

With such beautiful expectations, Rod trained hard every day, and pressured Mahara to find him more materials, also creating a super-giant luxury workshop for Mephit, specifically providing her with a hundred assistants, so she could peacefully create illegal materials legally there.

Mephit did not like this kind of life where she worked from the moment she woke until she closed her eyes to sleep.

But the money Rod offered was too much, so she reluctantly continued.

It’s worth mentioning that Rod went to great lengths to force Molly to recruit Mephit and Anna into his Black Battle Group.

His team finally had three people.

Rod now regretted giving Molly the management rights to the Battle Group, but it was embarrassing to take it back, so he let it be for the moment.

And so the days passed by, one after another.

The beautiful expectations inflated like a soap bubble under the firelight, refracting colorful lights, with many waking up not daring to believe such wonderful times were real. They earnestly hoped it would last forever, until the legendary day of eternal light arrived.

——

The "Star Flash" event had finally concluded.

This good weather, unprecedented in history, had lasted for thirty-one days.

During these thirty-one days, every Fire Day and Moon Day overlapped, producing greater effects.

The people of Trolian often saw the vigorous sunrise, the afterglow of the sunset, the moonlit nights with splendor blanketing the earth, and the hopeful stars shining brightly across the sky.

All monsters seemed to vanish without a trace, and during the perilous nights, people no longer lived in fear. Within the bounds of Trolian, the Black Fog became as wispy as smoke, allowing the common folk to see from afar, the Holy Fire shone unprecedentedly bright, Combatants were spirited, and Spiritual Energy surged.

Human activities became extremely frequent, with roads filled with carriages and horses, as if the people were venting all the frustrations accumulated in the first half of the year. Trolian had never seen so many people at one time before.

For Combatants, this was the best time to eliminate threats, as the bigger Battle Groups intensified their actions.

Inside Trolian, entrenched monsters were eradicated, nests of age-old monsters were cleared out, as if during a major cleanup, sweeping away the filth and insects thoroughly.

Outside Trolian, High Rank Combatants led strong fighting clusters to annihilate powerful threats one by one, significantly relieving the pressure on human fortresses and strongholds.

When "Star Flash" came to an end, the whole of Trolian was renewed.

And what was more exhilarating, on that day, the King finally emerged from the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.

After an exceedingly long time, the Holy Fire finally calmed down.

The Sea of Source no longer had turbulent ripples, and the framework of the Source of Holy Fire reached a stable state again with the King’s support.

His Divine Power gently flowed through his soul, and the fiery golden fires brushed over his skin like a gentle breeze.

In that moment, the King knew he could come out from the Holy Fire.

He hoped it wasn’t too late.

He thought.

With a thought, a dazzling Golden Light flew out of the Holy Fire.

When the Golden Light touched the ground, the King’s form appeared.

He looked almost the same as he did several months ago, hardly any different.

For someone of his level, eating had long become unnecessary.

But Horus and the Bishops who had been waiting on the side did not think so; they immediately took out numerous precious Potions shining with Spiritual Light and rushed forward.

From their readiness, if he didn’t drink immediately, they appeared as if they would collapse on the spot.

The King knew their intentions.

Sometimes, for the sake of reassuring the people’s hearts, he had to do some meaningless things.

He chose a few Potions with comparatively larger production and drank them down, then released his powerful Spiritual Energy.

In that instant, the entire Royal City was engulfed by the Golden Light of his Spiritual Energy, all other Spiritual Energies were overshadowed, the Royal City’s Spiritual Energy imaging instruments erupted with huge golden waves, nothing but Golden Light could be seen in the White Tower’s great eye, the Observatory saw only boundless Golden Spiritual Energy, and even ordinary people sensed an indescribable strangeness.

Everyone, at the same moment, turned their gaze towards the direction of the Holy Fire Sacrificial Grounds.

They knew, the King of Trolian, had returned.

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