The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 580 - 350: The Origin of the Disaster

Chapter 580: Chapter 350: The Origin of the Disaster

Outside Storm Castle, amidst the roaring of cannon fire and the howling winds, giant Horror Demons fell one after another, scooped to death by Rod, one after another.

The crisis at the fortress dissipated at a visibly rapid pace, and Amendo even leaped beyond the castle walls, bombarding the giant Horror Demons until they were outside the range of the light.

Further pursuit was unnecessary.

In the Black Fog, the strength of the giant Horror Demons was greatly increased, making them several times more difficult to eliminate than within the range of the light.

If one was also within the Black Fog, that difficulty multiplied by tens of times.

And Storm Castle was the central stronghold facing the Dark World directly; the Guardian Fire was incredibly strong, with a range of thirteen thousand yards, pushing the monsters beyond the light was already relatively safe.

Amendo flew back to the fortress. The crisis hadn’t been fully resolved, with countless gigantic shadows still lingering outside the Black Fog, but for the moment, there was a pause.

Countless cheers erupted within the castle; this was a super victory no one had ever imagined. As Amendo, who had once nearly stepped into the realm of Special Level Combatants, hadn’t shown his peak battle form for fifty years, no one had seen it until now.

The supreme Commander Iron Beard laughed so hard his face contorted, constantly praising Lord Amendo’s formidable strength and undiminished grace of yesteryear—though he had never witnessed Amendo’s combat at that time.

After Theodore’s death, Amendo had become the oldest among the Trolians, but now he showed no signs of aging whatsoever.

Powerful waves of Spiritual Energy oscillated around him, his cloudy eyes were full of Spiritual Light, and even his wrinkles seemed to have smoothed out a bit.

"Kid,"

Amendo turned his gaze and asked in a deep voice,

"What did you feed me?"

Rod answered with a smile, "Goddess’ Tears, it’s my special creation, mainly for curing pollution, corruption, and curses."

"Special Creations" are items made using a Characteristic or Fire Spark, which can’t be replicated and can only be made by someone who possesses the particular Characteristic or Fire Spark.

Some can’t even be used by others.

Even though Dream Creations are not the same as "Special Creations," Rod called them all his special creations for simplicity’s sake.

Amendo fell silent for a few seconds and then asked, "What are the materials?"

"Perfect Tear Stone, three Starlight Fragments."

Upon hearing "three Starlight Fragments," Amendo fell silent again.

These were rare special materials, remnants of stars that had fallen to the world, appearing only during the continued phase of the Heavenly Phenomenon, such as when the stars twinkle intensely.

"Are there limits? How many can you make in a day?"

After some thought, Rod answered, "About twenty, I guess."

The efficiency of the Stone Platform was limited, and it couldn’t operate around the clock; considering it had other tasks, Rod could only produce this figure.

Amendo sensed for a moment and said, "It should have a duration; soul decay can’t be cured. When the effect of the Goddess’ Tears wears off, I’ll return to my former state."

Rod nodded with some disappointment, as that had been the reason he couldn’t save Theodore back in the day.

"But this is already a miracle!"

Iron Beard exclaimed loudly.

"So many giant Horror Demons, we squashed them like snails underfoot. In the past, such a thing was unthinkable."

"Such an exhilarating victory, such a triumphant slaying of those disgusting Poop Demons, wouldn’t have been possible without your arrival!"

"As soon as the combat is over, I will report your leading role to the Military War Department!"

Rod scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed, "I’m not really the one who deserves the most credit... Lord Amendo is the one who did the most work."

Amendo glanced at him and said lightly, "Without your Goddess’ Tears, I wouldn’t have been able to muster even a tenth of my energy. You don’t understand the pain of mental decline: immense Spiritual Energy lies dormant deep within the soul, yet unusable... "

"Kid, excessive modesty is not a good habit. Don’t suppress yourself too much; otherwise, an unavoidable Darkening of the soul will occur, and your resistance will decrease. You have a long life ahead of you. You can protect Troli for even longer than I have."

Just as Rod was about to bow his head in agreement, he heard Amendo say,

"Xingge can bear you children, but not for two years. I will keep this matter secret for you, and won’t let Qingyu know."

Pfft!

Rod almost spat the water out onto Amendo’s face, hardly believing what he had heard.

First Elder, where is your propriety? Should such things be said aloud?

And can you all stop bringing up childbearing? Xingge is only 14, still an undeveloped girl. Do I really appear to you as that kind of depraved fanatic?

Before Rod had a chance to explain, Amendo turned away.

"Go rest. We don’t have much time to repair; battle will commence again soon."

With no other option, Rod could only turn and leave the castle walls.

Amendo and Iron Beard quickly got involved in the restoration efforts.

Logistics personnel raced towards the batteries, urgently maintaining the Spiritual Energy Cannons that had been working continuously, and engineers from the Mechanical Research Institute rushed to repair the damaged cannons.

The Spiritual Power Pool below was urgently replacing the Spiritual Crystals—The previous round of combat had depleted one-fifth of the castle’s reserves.

Without energy or True Silver Bombs, the Spiritual Energy Cannons wouldn’t be able to fire.

Everyone was working frantically, and even the warriors on the walls went to charge the Spiritual Crystals—they couldn’t fight the giant Horror Demons directly, so this was the only way they could indirectly participate in the combat.

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