The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 613 - 363: Demons

Chapter 613: Chapter 363: Demons

Rod naturally agreed immediately.

In just that short moment, he had acquired close to 6 million Souls, adding to the previously obtained over 800,000, bringing his total to 7 million Souls, which finally alleviated the crisis of Soul depletion.

It’s incredible to say, but the Dream Protection had already consumed several hundred million of his Souls and still hadn’t been fully repaired.

The Book of Knowledge told him that at least one-third of the Dream Protection had not yet been repaired.

The puppet also told him that there was extensive damage to the dream structures, which not only decreased the overall strength of the dreams but also reduced their functions and needed repairs as well.

million Souls had not lasted a few days, and the Nightmare invasion was urgently imminent, putting Rod under tremendous pressure now.

He would not miss any opportunity to farm Souls, and Qingyu’s suggestion was exactly what he needed.

"Alright, let’s go quickly," Rod said energetically.

Although Demons were hard to kill, for him now, as long as he put in the effort, the efficiency was still very high.

And Miss Qingyu’s blessing perfectly matched his needs.

Although it wasn’t as overpowering as the King’s Blessing, what he needed now was not more powerful combat but more sustained fighting.

Qingyu’s blessing could speed up his Spiritual Energy recovery, and it even worked on phantom duplicates—the blessing seemed capable of being duplicated by the phantom.

With double recovery, the consumption of Rod’s Spiritual Energy was greatly reduced, and the phantoms’ double consumption was not much of a burden.

The intense battle lasting two clock hours surprisingly didn’t consume too much Spiritual Energy.

Of course, this was mainly due to his mode of combat; if he had continued to fight using the Star Shuttle or Spiritual Power Multiple Melodies as before, he probably would have almost run out of Spiritual Energy already.

A moment later.

Under Qingyu’s lead, a group found another battlefield where a battle group of hundreds of people was fighting a large group of Demons.

Rod instantly saw that the leader of the battle group was White Wolf, who was surrounded by dozens of long stick-like objects, frantically striking at the Demons.

"White Wolf!"

Qingyu called out, and with a tip of her toes, her body soared up, flames gathering around her. The intense flame burst out from her body, a strong light instantly illuminating the battlefield, dispelling the Black Fog, and activating the Spiritual Energy of all the warriors.

The Demons, on the other hand, were pressured, small flames spiraling and extinguishing on their rotting skin, sending up black smoke.

The warriors instantly became energized.

"It’s Lord Qingyu!"

"Miss Qingyu!"

"The Lord has come to support us!"

"Kill!"

"Eradicate the Demons! Mankind will live forever!"

The battlefield immediately turned chaotic, and the warrior beside him rushed forward, leaving only Rod behind.

"Little Rod, what’s the matter? Are you tired?"

Qingyu’s concerned voice came from the sky.

However, Rod just smiled slightly and answered, "I need."

"Blessing."

Qingyu frowned slightly, "I just gave it to you."

"My blessing lasts for half a day."

Rod explained, "But it is about to disappear; maybe it’s too intense on me, and was used up all at once."

Qingyu was slightly hesitant, as the fight against the Demons was extremely prolonged, and she couldn’t afford to misuse her powers; if the Dead Land Battlefield lost her support, there would be no chance of a turnaround.

With a spin of his eyes, Rod recalled what Qingyu’s maid, A Luo, had told him in bed: Qingyu had a quirk—she couldn’t refuse any request that seemed justified theoretically.

Even if it was impractical in reality.

"Ahem, Lord Qingyu, warriors fight for you, and you bless the warriors—it makes sense, doesn’t it?" Rod coughed and drew his sword "Star Night."

The hilt, deep as the night sky; the blade, sparkling like starlight.

Just standing there holding it made Rod look quite extraordinary.

"Besides, I won’t disappoint you; your blessing will be worth it."

Rod’s smile was very confident and infectious.

Qingyu hesitated for half a second but agreed anyway.

"Alright."

A blaze of fire flew to Rod, and in the next instant, he once again felt the surging sensation of Spiritual Energy.

"Great!"

Rod showed a bright and cheerful smile, and with a thought, he activated the Eighth Star, "Wind’s Phantom."

Countless flecks of grey gathered, and the scene before him split in two, a duplicate exactly like him appearing at his side, even his blessing replicated on it.

Qingyu watched everything happening below, keenly noticing her blessing splitting in two, existing simultaneously on Rod’s body and the phantom.

"This characteristic... it definitely isn’t something the Fire Spark could possess."

Qingyu was filled with surprise.

"Fire Spark doesn’t have such a large characteristic capacity; it is too complete and too powerful, it must be some kind of Soul Trait!"

But then, Qingyu realized if that was indeed the case, then Rod possessed eight Soul Traits.

And that was simply impossible.

Every Soul Trait is an alteration of the entire soul; those with two simultaneous Soul Traits have highly deformed, monstrous souls, very prone to going out of control.

Those with three Soul Traits invariably fell into darkness, becoming Fallen without sentience.

As for those possessing four or more Soul Traits, there is no record of such in any historical account, not even a single mention.

"It can’t be possible to have eight Soul Traits—perhaps I am mistaken."

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