The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 571 - 346 Our Glory_4

Chapter 571: Chapter 346 Our Glory_4

And all of this was brought by one person.

Rod.

If one could say that the battle at Star Town and Trident River was merely coincidental, then the recent Nightmare Battle definitely was not a chance occurrence.

Light Grains from higher echelons of the Spirit Realm, slicing through vast spaces, struck four times in succession, killing the formidable master of nightmares.

The King saw very clearly that this was not a naturally occurring phenomenon in the Spirit Realm but a targeted strike.

Although the master of nightmares was killed by a combined attack from him and the Light Grains, its power was undoubtedly formidable.

The King was initially just curious, but the moment he opened his eyes and saw Rod, he knew it had something to do with him.

Unnerving anomalies always emerged with his arrival,

It couldn’t possibly be a coincidence. That guy must possess some elements that could not be disclosed.

This might be their opportunity for victory.

Looking back initially, his joining was simply due to Theodore’s last Spiritual Message.

Among the numerous chaotic Soul Fragments, only three words were clearly visible.

"Trust him!"

The King suddenly clenched his fists, and an immense Spiritual Energy surged forth.

The Holy Fire, resonating with the King’s will, sent up numerous golden flames, enveloping his surroundings.

Come on!

The King proudly looked into the Void.

There were more monsters coveting the Holy Fire.

These creatures, known as "Disasters," had always been Trolian’s greatest threat.

The Fire Hall was always on guard against their presence.

Not just in the Spirit Realm, but deep within the Black Fog, in the Dark Taboo Place, in the terrifying Sealing Land, their figures were present.

The King did not want to engage in battle with them, as it would deplete his strength.

But now, he was not afraid.

He had never felt more certain that he would lead humanity, walking proudly upon this land.

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Royal City.

Deep in the sewers.

A hidden cave.

The damp air was filled with the smell of blood, thick blood mixed with bone fragments and chunks of flesh, mingling with the filth on the ground into a nauseating black-red color.

On a stone throne, a dark figure held a massive book with many damages, a black-red mixture squirming within it.

A hoarse voice echoed in the hollow space.

"Ah, how difficult it is to repair you... but I still have a way."

The shadow carefully caressed the damaged areas as if cradling his newborn son.

"Hehehehe, you cannot escape your doomed fate, I will be more careful with you and not allow any harm to come to you again..."

Bang!

The book exploded again.

The black-red mixture splattered all over his face.

The shadow’s eyes widened, as if he had just seen his newborn son explode.

"Why is this happening?"

"I was so careful to avoid direct causality, what is it that’s resisting me?"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The book that was just repaired exploded into halves again.

The black-red mixture splattered all over, and the shadow’s whole body trembled as if something terrifying was about to burst forth, with powerful Spiritual Energy warping the air, forming strange symbols.

Suddenly, the symbols vibrated slightly as if they had been disturbed, but no one noticed.

It took a long while for the shadow to calm down.

"Hehehehe."

A ghastly laughter echoed once again in the subterranean space.

"I know what you are now, dealing with you is incredibly easy, no existence can resist the preordained fate of death. The old humanity will be extinguished, the arrival of the Eternal Dark Epoch is unstoppable, hahaha!"

The shadow burst into maniacal laughter.

"You are doomed!"

"Devour the King of Excrement!"

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Atop a solitary peak in the Dead Ash Mountain Range.

Fire Hall.

Upon receiving the King’s orders, Dalin was very surprised.

This was different from their initially agreed plan.

Why had the King suddenly changed his mind?

Dalin was puzzled, but he did not hesitate, commanding the Envoy to adjust Rod’s combat sequence to the frontline.

"What is his combat mission?" asked the Envoy.

Dalin stared at the huge Fog Disk in front of him, where countless sparks of fire were enveloped by thick Black Fog.

After a long silence, he spoke.

"Go support the Storm Castle. Lord Amendo is getting too old and is no longer as capable, while Xingge is too young, and the situation looks grim."

First Commander Herman nearby asked, "Is this appropriate? The enemies facing Storm Castle are extremely dangerous, and Rod has just advanced to High Rank Combatant. Although his continuous combat capability is strong, his Battle Group cannot fight alongside him, significantly reducing his combat effectiveness."

Dalin said, "No problem, go ahead."

But just as the Envoy turned to leave, he was stopped by the Defense Chief.

"Wait, call Tai Luo as well."