The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 483 - 310: The True Hero_2

Chapter 483: Chapter 310: The True Hero_2

He looked around, the breath of the Abyss dispersing along with the collapse of the rift, and a large number of Corrupted Demons turned into water without Source, which would soon be annihilated by the defense forces of the zone itself.

Such a major threat to the stability of the defense zone, just cleared out like this?

White Wolf almost doubted he was dreaming.

But that was impossible, as the soul-split beings could not dream.

Looking back now, the dilemma that worried many people was actually not so daunting.

With the threat removed, the defense zone could continue to operate stably, and Miss Qingyu’s assistance to Storm Castle was another merit.

This little one truly was a creator of miracles.

White Wolf felt moved in his heart.

I can no longer view him through conventional eyes, perhaps he really could become the next hero of humanity, bringing us a new dawn.

And Velas and Vivian’s eyes shone similarly.

The Fire Hall had adopted the suggestions proposed by Sir Jon and had met with great success, undeniably a significant achievement, and Sir Rod would surely appreciate Sir Jon’s initiative after learning the whole story.

At that time, they would definitely be able to bring him into our camp, and Qingyu’s status as a predetermined companion would not matter.

Jon firmly believed that for a heroic figure like Rod, his choices for the path and the future of humanity would definitely surpass the influence of women.

He will definitely choose mine.

This was the exact wording Jon told Velas and Vivian.

They also believed without a doubt, thus always treating Rod as one of their own and striving to align him with them.

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The whole event was swiftly reported to the Fire Hall.

When the envoy learned that the Abyss Rift had been eliminated, he could hardly believe his eyes.

He had just returned to the Hall aboard the Spiritual Power Floating Carriage, his seat barely warm, when he received the message that the defense zone’s mission was complete and the threat had been eliminated.

The envoy asked several times, confirming that the message was completely accurate, then immediately reported this to Dalein, the first Defense Chief.

In Trolian’s structure, the Fire Hall also belonged to the Military War Department, although its position was detached, and Dalein, effectively the leader of the Military War Department, was just one of the members around the table.

When the King and other table members were absent, it was up to him to handle various routine affairs.

Inside the Hall.

In the upper hall, among a sea of red information, Dalein saw that one piece of green information.

He unfolded it and, sure enough, it was from Rod.

This youngster.

Dalein’s stern face couldn’t help but reveal a hint of a smile.

Truly worthy of being a miracle maker.

It looked like his name would soon be in the Hall too.

Only, he wondered how this youngster compared to the real geniuses like Teresa, Evelyn, Tai Luo, Rasso, Jessica, Silver Cat, and Fei Xue?

Dalein smoked his cigarette, lost in thought, until the burning tobacco seared his fingers and he abruptly woke up.

He tossed the cigarette butt to the ground and shook his head with a smile.

Why was I wondering about this, isn’t it better if they are all more outstanding?

In recent years, Trolian’s geniuses have been emerging frequently, and despite the harsh external environment, there was a promising resurgence amongst the new generation.

If the geniuses of humanity vied with each other, flowering and bearing fruit, then surely Trolian could look forward to a better tomorrow.

With this beautiful expectation, Dalein continued to immerse himself in his busy work.

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Rod only stayed in Guardian Castle for half an hour before he was sent back to Royal City.

Although Aro desperately tugged at him, wanting him to stay overnight, the order from the first Defense Chief couldn’t be defied.

Everyone reluctantly bid him farewell and sent him off on the return journey in the Spiritual Power Carriage.

Just before departure, White Wolf exceptionally said a sentence.

"Young one, feel free to visit the Twelfth Defense Zone anytime."

Velas and Vivian immediately said, "Your Excellency Rod, the Seventh Defense Zone welcomes you at any time."

While the three were joking around, A Luo sent Rod a message of comfort, wiping her tears and saying, "Little Rod, come and visit me often."

Rod promised one by one, closed the carriage door, and the Spiritual Power Carriage instantly broke through the air, disappearing beyond the Holy Fire.

Less than half an hour later, Rod returned to the Royal City.

Another Spiritual Power Carriage had already been waiting for him.

The envoy dressed in a red robe bowed and said, "Your Excellency Rod, please proceed to the Fire Hall to complete the initiation ceremony; we will have someone guide you to familiarize yourself with your new duties. You will understand the responsibilities and obligations of a High-Rank Combatant and witness the true Dark World."

Rod shuddered in his heart and bowed politely in response.

"I understand, thank you."

"Please board the carriage, we are about to depart."

"Oh, alright." After Rod boarded the carriage adorned with a flame emblem, the Spiritual Horse neighed loudly, soared into the air, and pulled the carriage flying above the Royal City.

After a few tens of seconds, they left the range of the Holy Fire and entered the Black Fog.

Looking out the carriage window, Rod’s powerful Spiritual Vision allowed him to see through the black fog the towering mountains.

This was an incomprehensibly massive mountain range, entirely black and rugged, with the enormous Upper City located in the midst of the mountains, appearing like a light the size of a soybean.

Rod gazed into the distance, seeing the whole mountain range as if it were a black dragon lying upon the earth.

The Royal City, with its fifty million people, was merely a firefly beside the body of the black dragon.

This majestic and beautiful sight deeply shocked Rod; he had never imagined that the Dead Ash Mountain Range was such a gigantic behemoth, with the Royal City by its side merely a speck of dust.

If one looked further, the Dead Ash Mountain Range was just one peak in the entire Dark World.

On this boundless dark ocean, humanity’s small boat was frail and vulnerable, as if a single splash of wave could overturn it, with the light of hope seemingly ready to extinguish at any moment amidst the gale and waves.

A chill crept from the bottom of Rod’s heart and quickly spread throughout his body; he hugged himself, feeling bone-chilling cold.

It wasn’t until he saw the range’s summit, a long wall.

The azure city wall stood on the precipitous mountain top—majestic and sturdy. The wall had firelight lit at intervals, winding its way like a fiery dragon, and on the back of the black dragon, it resembled a glowing thin line.

Rod involuntarily asked, "What is that?"

The envoy answered, "That is the Northern Wall. The Night Watcher Legion is stationed there, defending against the creatures from the Dark Great Plain north of the Dead Ash Mountain Range that attempt to cross over and strike the Royal City and the Red Soil Plain from behind."

So this is the Night Watcher Legion... Rod strained his eyes to see, but the distance was too great to make out the people on the city walls clearly.

"Where are we going?"

The envoy answered with a smile, "Your Excellency Rod, please relax. The Fire Hall is located on the highest peak of the Dead Ash Mountain Range; we will arrive shortly."

"Why build it there? Wouldn’t it be better to build it inside the Royal City?"

The envoy shook his head slightly.

"The mission of the Fire Hall necessitates its location there."

These words were full of implications... As Rod pondered, the carriage landed.

Looking out the carriage window, he saw a giant platform. Below the platform was a tower, and there were twelve such towers surrounding a massive solitary peak.

Atop the solitary peak stood a huge castle glowing fiery red, its light emanating from within and illuminating the surrounding area.

"We have arrived, Your Excellency Rod."

The envoy politely opened the carriage door.

Rod stepped down, noticing many more Spiritual Power Carriages and Spiritual Horses on the platform, with many strange Spiritual Power Flying Devices on the western side.

"This is the Flying Platform."

The envoy explained.

"Members of the Hall generally travel through here. Above the peak is the Fire Hall; follow me."

Rod nodded slightly and followed behind the envoy as they walked up the mountain.

The closer he got to the enormous castle, the more Rod could feel the pulsing flame power within, like a massive heart. With each beat, a rush of intense heat swept over him, dispersing the chill throughout his body and giving him a feeling of midsummer.

As he stepped onto the red tiles, he saw a giant rock in front of the castle bearing an inscription.

The true hero sees the world as it really is, yet still fills it with hope.

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