The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 595 - 356 Eighth Star_2

Chapter 595: Chapter 356 Eighth Star_2

She tilted her head, with white petals resembling a face, blinked her big eyes, and asked in a crisp voice, "Big brother, you’re so powerful, you must know a lot, right?"

"Ah? Uh, I guess so."

"There are some lessons I can’t seem to manage; if you have time, could you help me with tutoring?"

"Uh, ah? Sure."

Xingge took out the Spirit Crow Messenger, revealing a smile like a blossoming white flower, "Shall we exchange the frequencies of our messengers?"

Rod had no choice but to take out his Spirit Crow Messenger, and upon contact with Xingge’s, their Spirit Crow Messengers remembered each other’s Spiritual Energy frequencies. As long as they weren’t separated too far by the Black Fog, one’s Spirit Crow Messenger could always accurately find the other’s.

"That’s great, thank you, big brother."

Immediately, Xingge also turned into a flame and flew towards the exterior of the Hall.

Rod noticed that the flame emblem on his collar dimmed, his combat sequence demoted from first to secondary line.

Rod let out a long sigh of relief, at last having time to rest.

As soon as he returned to his private room in the Fireplace Area, Rod collapsed onto the bed and instantly returned to the Dream Realm.

In the dream, the colours of the soil, the earth, and the mist became even more real; the profound night sky spread overhead, with that lone Star, still shining in the center of the heavens like an eye observing them.

The high Obelisk pointed straight into the night sky, exuding a tranquil and mysterious aura.

But the feeling was disrupted by the wildly fluttering pages of the Book of Knowledge above the Obelisk, a thick stripe of black and white emerged from the Obelisk, piercing through it, connecting it to the heavens above.

That was the Soul Without Spirit.

From the thickness of the line, it was consuming a massive amount of soul every second.

"Book!" Rod called out.

The Book of Knowledge spun around, saw Rod, and immediately scribbled excitedly, "Hahaha! I’ve struck it rich! So many souls, the Dream Protection can be repaired!"

Rod felt a surge of joy and asked, "Book! Are there enough souls for me to ignite a Star?"

The Book of Knowledge flapped wildly and wrote, "Enough! More than enough! I can hardly believe it, such twisted phenomena. Normally, when power accumulates to this extent, its Source would continue to subside until a Strong Soul forms, creating a monster that you, in your current state, would not be able to defeat."

Joy, it seems, is indeed contagious; Rod couldn’t help but smile.

"I didn’t expect that either, but what I least expected was that it would have Soul Firewood. How can a dark existence have a Dream Creation? Do you know the reason?"

Nine portions of Soul Firewood amounted to 90 points of Divinity—vanquishing the twisted phenomena, saving Storm Castle would earn another 20 points, totaling a sudden gain of 110 points of Divinity.

That was the largest single item of revenue Rod had ever obtained to date.

He was eager to know the reason; if Soul Firewood could be acquired this way, there’d be no need to create it with Divinity.

But the Book of Knowledge unexpectedly fell silent.

It twirled in mid-air, writing with a slightly reluctant tone, "This isn’t knowledge... I have no memory of this."

Rod nodded. "Not being knowledge" was in itself an answer.

He had several guesses but couldn’t be certain.

"Hurry up and light the new Star!"

The Book of Knowledge wrote impatiently.

"’Wind’s Phantom’ is very powerful; with your strengthed, we’ll have a better chance against the invasion, and maybe even fulfill the Quantification of other Stars in advance..."

The Book of Knowledge kept rambling, but Rod was relatively calm.

Nine portions of Soul Firewood wrapped in mist lay quietly at the foot of the Obelisk—materials plundered by the Dream showed up here.

Rod took seven portions, and then retrieved the ’Soul of the Fla Soul Devouring Worm Queen’ and ’Soul of Latotip, Lord of Nightmares’ from the Soul Altar.

These two Great Souls were equivalent to seven Great Souls.

Especially the latter, which also had five Sources.

Rod glanced at the numbers on the Obelisk.

Soul Strength: 302200

Soul Star: 7

Humanity: 21.5 million

Divinity: 0

Soul Without Spirit: 890 million

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All Divinity was exhausted, one had to wait for the next Star Flash moment to acquire more.

Humanity was off the charts, no way to spend it all.

Most importantly, enough Soul Without Spirit!

To ignite the ’Wind’s Phantom,’ he needed 7 Great Souls, 700 million souls, 7 portions of Soul Firewood, and 7 Sources.

It was all more than sufficient!

Rod, geared up, touched his forehead to the Obelisk.

The world inverted in an instant, and he once again arrived in the Soul Wilderness.

This time, his flight speed was much faster than before. In just a moment, Rod reached the outskirts beside a heap of ashen remains.

This heap was extremely strange, looking like a constantly writhing shadow, oddly semi-transparent.

Texts from the Book of Knowledge appeared in his mind: "This is the ’Wind’s Phantom.’ Light it quickly, I can’t wait to rid myself of this weak state."

Rod nodded and one by one, placed the 7 portions of Soul Firewood and the 2 very Great Souls into it.

The 5 Sources from ’Latotip’s Soul’ were added, along with the previous 3 Sources, he even had 1 extra Source.

The Book of Knowledge performed ’Source Transformation,’ preserving the extra intangible, immaterial ’Source’ within the Dream.

A translucent pale black flame sparked up on the Star Ash, flickering like a curtain in a windless room.

With a thought from Rod, a vast thick stripe of black and white fell from the sky and plunged straight into the ashes.