The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 575 - 348: The Impossible Possibility_2

Chapter 575: Chapter 348: The Impossible Possibility_2

The Dark Devourer is not only taboo in the realm of dreams but also a taboo in the Royal City, it is best not to mention it if possible.

Sigh.

Rod let out a long sigh and turned his grief and anger into an appetite, wildly devouring food and drink at the banquet.

Iron Beard and the others exchanged smiles, silently thinking he truly was a black hole when it came to eating, consuming a vast amount.

Maybe it was this trait that allowed him to achieve such phenomenal growth.

Everyone thought so.

Even the always stern-faced First Elder, Amendo, softened his expression slightly, personally serving him two plates of cream-grilled Mushroom Trees and harmoniously instructing him to eat up, have more.

Rod didn’t care and while eating, he was checking his gains for the day.

This round, he had killed over a thousand Horror Demons, a Fierce Level Primary Rank monster, with each kill worth about 1200 souls, totaling over a million souls.

It was just barely enough to satisfy the appetite of the Book of Knowledge.

Now, it was continuously repairing the Dream Protection on the edge of the Dream Realm.

According to the Book, Dream Protection not only defends against invasions but its main function is to suppress the power of invaders; for the weaker ones, it can even destroy them outright.

For the stronger invaders, it can also significantly reduce their capabilities in all aspects.

"So that means..."

Rod asked thoughtfully.

"Up to now, all the Dream Invasion entities I’ve fought have been significantly weakened?"

"Of course!"

The Book of Knowledge flipped a page, as if it were rolling its eyes.

"Otherwise, with your strength at that time, you would have died a hundred times over."

Rod felt somewhat embarrassed and asked, "After the Dream Protection is repaired, won’t our suppression power be even stronger?"

"Of course, the Dream Protection is one of the most seriously damaged areas, even more so than the Light Platform. Once fully repaired, our suppression ability will be three to five times stronger than before," answered the Book of Knowledge.

Rod replied excitedly, "Then what do we have to fear from Nightmares? Aren’t all invasions just free meals coming our way?"

The Book of Knowledge spoke displeasedly, "Master, you are too naive. The Death Soul Nightmare is an extremely powerful invader, and even if the Dream Protection is fully repaired, the suppression won’t be nearly enough for us to easily kill it."

"Moreover, given the current pace, it’s almost impossible to fully repair it."

"Is it that strong?"

"Of course!" the Book of Knowledge replied very seriously in text.

"It is the first creation, the ultimate defense mechanism, the hunter of all hope. And the Dream Realm is shattered, with only one Star returned to its position, too weak to effectively suppress it."

"What’s worse, we’ve now exhausted our Divinity and can’t use the Divine Blade. The situation is fairly dangerous."

Rod frowned, "Then what do we do?"

The Book of Knowledge wrote, "Fortunately, you have ’Justice Execution’ and ’Frost Blue.’ As long as the Evil Ghost King can withstand it at the front, an all-out attack might just kill it."

"Therefore, I must do my utmost to repair the Dream Realm, and you must provide me with enough souls."

The Book of Knowledge paused and then wrote again.

"Additionally, the Quantification of the ’Spirit Boat’ is also about to reach completion. With the Dream Realm having its second Star, it will gain more Source Power, and thus, our ability to suppress invaders will be stronger, and the amount of Divinity we gain each week will be slightly more."

After hearing what the Book of Knowledge said, Rod felt both joy and worry and asked, "Then what should I do?"

The Book of Knowledge wrote, "The speed of Star’s Quantification is directly related to the strength of your soul. However, under the current conditions, it’s impossible for you to ignite the eighth Star in just a few days. You can only try to gather as many souls and stronger spirits as possible, prepare enough battle supplies and equipment... Your gear is quite good; it would be even better if you could acquire a few more pieces."

Rod nodded, "I understand."

"Sigh."

The Book of Knowledge rarely wrote out this word.

"Originally, I planned to first obtain the Dream Fragment located in the Light Country, then destroy the remains of the ancient god Heragotos to retrieve its power, fully repair all the damages of the existing Dream Realm, and then confront the Nightmare’s invasion."

"But for some reason, just when the Dream Bubble had slightly deviated from its course, the Quantification of the Dark Devourer was completed, and the huge disturbance suddenly brought us such a powerful invader."

The tone of the Book of Knowledge was somewhat perplexed.

"Logically, with your soul just entering the Ninth Level, the speed of Quantification should not have accelerated so suddenly... Has something changed in the Spirit Realm?"

Rod laughed and said, "Book, don’t worry too much. In my hometown, there’s a saying, ’Fight the soldier with a general, cover the water with earth. Any of the most primeval creations, powerful Nightmares, are probably nothing but fodder for my cannon.’

The pages of the Book of Knowledge rustled loudly in his mind, and suddenly, it shouted.

"Master, we’re out of souls!"

Rod exclaimed, "You’ve run through a million souls already?"

"Who can get by with so few souls? Didn’t you see how much was used to repair the Light Platform? Dream Protection will require even more!"

Damn!

In an instant, Rod felt a headache coming on. He had thought that at least he could rest for a night, but it seemed that was also not an option.

However, he was currently inside Storm Castle, and had to abide by the Commander’s tactical arrangements. Acting alone was impossible.

What to do?

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Royal City.

Deep within the sewers.

A shadow sat high upon the Throne, gently caressing the Book of Destiny, which had been barely repaired once more.

A ghostly figure fell from the air and whispered something softly in his ear.