The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 615 - 363: Demons_3

Chapter 615: Chapter 363: Demons_3

If the king of the Demons had awakened, the only way was to guard the Dead Land and maintain the balance of the Demons, ensuring that no cluster of Demons exceeded the critical limit.

Thus, humans could only build Courage Fortress in this vast Dead Land, permanently guarding this area.

After hearing this, Rod finally understood why Courage Fortress looked so shabby.

It turned out that it was built later.

Most other human strongholds were ancient relics, naturally incomparable in scale to Trolian’s relatively poor and weak glorious age.

After the establishment of Courage Fortress, the Dead Land maintained a fragile balance; due to its special nature, the westward expansion did not draw off the combat power of Courage Fortress.

However, the war triggered intense fluctuations in Spiritual Energy, which disturbed the Dead Land and significantly increased the birth rate of the Demons, and the original combat power of Courage Fortress could no longer control the balance of the Dead Land.

The Fire Hall had no choice but to send Guardian Qingyu from Zone Twelve to support Courage Fortress.

What they had not anticipated was that not only were they born from the Black Fog, but more Demons had also crawled out from underground.

They reacted too slowly, allowing a cluster of Demons to exceed the limit, but fortunately, Qingyu arrived just in time and destroyed the about-to-hatch ghost eggs.

But the influence of the king of the Demons had already spread, causing a huge problem for them with the Demons capable of resurrection.

Many super-strong attacks were no longer effective, and they had to repeatedly kill them in prolonged fights.

This further severely weakened their ability to control the number of Demons.

Qingyu fought with all his might but was unable to stop the decline.

Currently, multiple clusters of Demons were close to the limit, and many battle groups were in trouble due to prolonged fights.

The situation was indeed dangerous.

White Wolf said, "Fortunately, Jessica held off the pressure on the western front, giving us a breather, but the problem is the other supporter isn’t much use, I’ve always said he should be replaced with Teresa or Tai Luo."

Rod discontentedly said, "Uncle White Wolf, that’s biased. You’re still stuck with the image of my weak past, but I have completely transformed."

White Wolf glanced at him and coldly said, "Kid, I’m not intentionally belittling you. Your achievements are indeed dazzling, but according to my research, you highly rely on the Spiritual Energy cannon and the use of items. Your explosive power is extremely strong, even capable of killing the Insect Queen, but you don’t last long. Your Spiritual Energy cannon here can only make the Demons resurrect once, not even able to kill them completely."

"And no matter how many Soul creations you have, they will run out eventually."

"You are not weak, just not suited for this place."

Rod laughed, "Uncle White Wolf, didn’t you see me wiping out swathes of enemies just now?"

White Wolf grunted, "That Phantom of yours is indeed very special, but it consumes a lot of Spiritual Energy, right?"

"Your personal physical combat abilities are good, and you’ve entered the threshold of Soul control over volatile Spiritual Energy, but without the Phantom, your efficiency isn’t particularly high."

"You should know, you are now a High-Rank Combatant, a Hall Warrior, and your current performance is not up to the mark. I bet that after one or two more battles, your Spiritual Energy will be exhausted."

Rod suddenly looked at him alertly, "A bet? What are you betting? It isn’t something like eating shit, is it?"

White Wolf’s brow furrowed deeply, "What do you mean? Who bets on such things? How low is your quality? Remember, you still hold the title of Lord Qingyu’s fiancé, one of the future kings’ husbands, and must not be so crude."

Rod breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they weren’t betting on eating shit, there were no problems, and he laughed, "Don’t worry, Uncle White Wolf, I can assure you, my stamina will definitely not disappoint Miss Qingyu."

White Wolf’s face darkened, and he reprimanded, "What Miss! Watch your manners, address her as Your Highness!"

Qingyu softly said, "Don’t be like that, White Wolf, we can try to trust him."

Rod smiled and said, "Uncle White Wolf, what do you want to bet? I’m up for it."

White Wolf coldly glanced at him.

"How about a bet on the fiancé’s title?"

"If I win, you withdraw automatically."

"If you win, I’ll reduce Lord Qingyu’s fiancés to less than ten."

Qingyu and Rod both expressed their opposition, "Little Rod cannot withdraw."

"Why are there still ten?"

White Wolf’s thick eyebrows raised, about to erupt, but just then, intense Spiritual Energy waves appeared ahead, and they had reached the battlefield where the Radiant Battle Group was located.

White Wolf shouted, "Prepare for battle!"