The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 648 - 383 The Journey Begins

Chapter 648: Chapter 383 The Journey Begins

As the pollution organism died, the dark distorted visions also dissipated, and the entire underground darkness became thinner—a very strange sensation. The original darkness was dense and deep, but now it was clear and clean, without fear, only tranquility could be felt.

The Black Fog cleared, leaving only the spacious caverns and cliffs.

The nightmare that had been troubling Lothar for over a year also disappeared.

Star City was finally conquered!

He felt incredibly light, as if he had a huge balloon in his chest, so much so that he seemed to float as he walked.

Over a year’s effort had not been in vain.

The countless blood, sweat, and sacrifices had not been in vain.

The significant price paid by Trolian had been rewarded.

In this moment, his chest cleared of all the pent-up frustrations, he only wanted to laugh joyously towards the sky.

Herman and Zhang Bai felt the same way.

Star City not only had a strategic location, essential for the western conquest, but was also rich in numerous precious mines underground, especially high-quality True Silver Ore, Sun Stone mines, and Crystal Ore.

Royal City would never complain about having too many resources; their need for resources was never fulfilled.

Human expansion wasn’t just about getting more living space.

It brought improvements in all aspects.

Afterward, everyone returned to the surface where Qingyu successfully ignited the fire right in the center of Star City.

The brilliant flames dispelled the Black Fog, dispelled the gloom over the heads of humans, dispelled the calamity buried underground, and illuminated the human path to Storm Pass.

The Holy Fire plan had finally taken its most crucial step, overcoming the hardest threshold.

Royal City transported a large amount of food and wine from the rear, and Lothar, Herman, and Zhang Bai prepared to hold a grand banquet in the city to celebrate this hard-won victory.

However, when they went to invite the main character of the banquet—the one who played the most crucial role in the entire battle, Rod, he had already disappeared.

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In the carriage returning to the Fire Hall, Rod finally had a moment to close his eyes.

The instant he entered the Dream Realm, the Book of Knowledge pounced on his face, slapping him frantically.

"Hahaha! 40 points of Divinity! A Dream Fragment! And three Source Materials, hahaha! We’ve struck it rich!"

Rod was also very happy, not immediately removing it, and casually asked, "Why is there no Soul?"

The Book of Knowledge quickly wrote: "This is the specialty of the Dream Fragment. You absorbed the fragment, causing the twisted vision to collapse, but it wasn’t directly killed by you, so the Dark Devourer couldn’t seize its power."

Rod was slightly disappointed, but seizing souls was no longer so difficult for him.

The acquisition of Divinity and Source Material could compensate for all losses.

Rod raised his right hand, his hand’s back bearing numerous overlapping patterns, making it unclear.

"Book, take a look, what does this fragment contain exactly?"

The Book of Knowledge jumped down and carefully discerned the patterns on his hand.

"This is a Fragment of the House of God, this is a new formula in the Stone Platform, this is... damn!"

The Book of Knowledge suddenly blurted out a swear word.

Rod asked in surprise, "What’s wrong?"

The Book of Knowledge wrote very unhappily: "This is a fragment of a puppet, how unlucky, why isn’t it mine?"

Rod breathed a sigh of relief, patted its spine: "Don’t worry, Book, I will definitely help you gather the soul and restore your original form, Aphro, you too, it doesn’t matter who comes first, you are both my wings."

The Book of Knowledge slapped away his hand: "I don’t want to be listed with that bitch."

Rod didn’t mind, and beckoned: "Aphro."

The puppet walked lightly over, bowed halfway, and lightly touched Rod’s hand with its forehead.

On the complex patterns, part of the lines began to bubble up, quickly turning into a large cloud of gray smoke that burst forth and settled onto Aphro, swiftly entering its body.

Seconds later, Aphro stood up.

It looked no different from before, still rust-stained, the only change was that its yellowing eyeballs became bright and spirited, like a piece of emerald green gemstone.

But just this one change made the lifeless puppet seem vibrant with life.

Its eyes were moving, sparkling clearly, and when it looked at Rod, it actually made his heartbeat slow for a beat.

"Uh, Aphro... Aphro, how do you feel?"

The puppet bowed its head, and as its bright gaze left Rod, it somehow made him feel as if he had relaxed a sigh of relief.

It looked at its hands and said, "Master, my soul has been greatly restored, a lot of memories regarding combat have recovered, and my combat skills have become more exquisite."

It paused, then continued.

"I have also mastered new techniques, I can use your soul to control your creations or avatars."

Rod said happily, "That means you can also control my Phantom?"

The puppet nodded gently: "I can control, but your abilities must be used by you, I can only engage in basic physical combat."

Rod laughed: "That’s okay, as long as you can engage in physical combat, that’s enough for me, I won’t have to be distracted anymore, controlling two bodies alone is really tiring."

The Wind’s Phantom, although it inherits all the abilities of its master, requires the master’s will for every action, and consumes Spiritual Energy doubly.

Unless there’s a need to burst forth, Rod would not use any ability on it; it’s generally used to increase efficiency in prolonged combat.

If the puppet could control the Phantom for him, that was a great help.

He wouldn’t need to split his focus anymore and could concentrate on the present battle.

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