The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 558 - 342 I Believe too_2

Chapter 558: Chapter 342 I Believe too_2

"Please leave your Soul Imprint,"

Following his instructions, Rod grasped the handle of the trident. With a thought, Spiritual Energy gathered in his palm, leaving a unique imprint that belonged solely to him.

In a mysterious feeling, his spirit seemed to resonate with the trident, enveloping his whole body with a strange power.

"Then, please use it carefully and may your flame of battle burn eternally,"

Rod did not respond, for in the moment of resonance, the Book of Knowledge in his mind suddenly spoke.

It conveyed a message.

"What have you obtained?"

With slight surprise, Rod replied, "An Artifact Level Equipment apparently from the Sigles Ruins, restored by the Mechanical Research Institute."

"I sense some remnants of the Source’s power in it; this once was a Source Weapon."

"A Source Weapon?"

"Yes, a weapon that has embraced the Source Power, they are usually extremely powerful, nascent Divine Artifacts."

"Hmm, that strong? Can it be restored?"

"Hmm... I do not know, you need to find new Dream Fragments, perhaps the Thunder Forging Platform could restore it."

"Do you have any leads?"

"Tracking a trace now—we are about to face a formidable enemy... Hmm, has your Spiritual Energy reached the Ninth Level?"

"Yes."

The Book of Knowledge seemed very pleased.

"Very good, but it is not enough; you should swiftly use the human resources available to become stronger. Obviously, since you cannot reveal the existence of the Dream Realm, this might be challenging, but for the wisdom of a great Master of Dreams, this should be a trivial matter."

Rod frowned, "What are you suggesting?"

The Book of Knowledge said, "I sense many Spiritual Equipment in this hall. Take them; you have too little Divinity. We are lacking power right now."

"...I don’t have that much authority."

The Book of Knowledge wrote discontentedly, "Take as much as you can!"

Rod’s face was full of worry. He had fifty-seven and a half badges left, originally intending to exchange them for other items, but that didn’t seem possible now.

He selected cautiously and exchanged for three pieces of equipment.

Oath Armor.

Artifact Level Equipment, very durable, with strong defensive power, highly resistant to various Pollutions, and amplifies Spiritual Defense.

Executor’s Gloves.

Rare Level Equipment, can enhance the gathering speed of Spiritual Energy at the fingertips.

White Bone Boots.

Rare Level Equipment, can increase the user’s speed.

——

Having used up all his remaining badges, the hot Hall Badges had scarcely stayed in his hands for half a day.

But after putting on the equipment, Rod felt refreshed, his previous dejection completely dissolved at once.

He felt unprecedentedly strong, his blood boiling in his chest, powerful Spiritual Energy coursing through his veins, making him eager to rush to the battlefield and ruthlessly slay monsters.

Of course, that wasn’t possible yet; however, the hall also had a specialized training arena.

It was on the very bottom floor, highly advanced, equipped with various Spiritual Defense Fields and Spiritual Power Instruments.

Rod sweated profusely there.

Be it speed, strength, power, or endurance, he had ascended a step higher in each.

Especially the power of the Star Shuttle, a fully charged ten-second Star Shuttle shattered the training arena’s Spiritual Defense and even overloaded and burned out the Spiritual Power Generator.

Rod laughed heartily.

Having surpassed the Ninth Level of Spiritual Energy, his power had improved in all aspects, further enhanced by the equipment. He was now incomparable to his former self.

However, the Book of Knowledge was very disappointed.

"These pieces of equipment have little potential; make do with them,"

"Also, too few souls, completely insufficient for repairing the Dream Realm!"

The maintainer of the training arena was also very angry, fining Rod several tens of thousands of silver coins.

"How many times have I told you guys to go easy, no one ever listens!"

With a laugh, Rod slapped one hundred thousand silver coins on his face.

The maintainer bowed immediately with a sycophantic smile, "Master, please be as forceful as you wish!"

While Rod was sweating vigorously.

Up in the hall.

The combat command room.

Defense Chief, Dalin, looked solemnly at the report before him.

Although the crisis in the Trident River Region was resolved, and a large number of warriors returned to the frontline, greatly alleviating the pressure everywhere,

they faced another, even more chilling problem now—

The Doomsday Believers were reviving from the ashes once more.

This was what Dalin could never comprehend.

Every time they wiped out the Doomsday Believers, they somehow revived.

This had become a spiral, a cycle.

Just like now, the Doomsday Believers had already faded away, only a small residual group not exterminated.

But suddenly, they became active again, infiltrating not only the battle fronts but even targeting Alan.

Why on earth?

Dalin contemplated for a long time and finally affirmed.

It was because the Great Sect Leader of the Polluter Sect had not been eliminated.

As the source of Pollution had not disappeared, the Pollution would persist continually.

Yes.

It must be so.

Dalin clenched his fists.

MUST utterly destroy the Polluter Sect and their leader, Asa!

——

Royal City.

Upper City.

Internal Affairs Court Castle.

In the solemn and majestic main hall, under the golden shining words "Just Judgment", the traces of "Judging the Heretics" were still clearly visible.

The master architect didn’t want to eradicate these traces, but this castle built by ancient giants utilized some powerful Spiritual techniques, making it indestructible and even difficult to embellish.

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