The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 731 - 416: The Moment of Human Destiny

Chapter 731: Chapter 416: The Moment of Human Destiny

This was the first day of the week, a fine day, and Fire Day was extended by an extra half-day.

Even in the Storm Canyon, far from Royal City, the Black Fog had noticeably thinned.

The site of the former Storm Pass was aglow with countless lights, brightening this area that was once steeped in death and terror.

Neat rows of street lamps extended into the unseen distance, while a seemingly endless convoy of carts carried stones and materials.

An incalculable number of logistics and production personnel were constructing a fortress here.

The production capabilities of the Trolians were truly astonishing; in just a few short days, the outline of the new fortress had already taken shape, and the Guardian Fire Sacrificial Ground, the heart of the fortress, had been completed. Fire Priests and Fire Guardians had even begun their new prayers.

The light of the fire appeared within this vast and deep canyon, making the towering, dark Dead Ash Mountain Range on either side seem less frightening.

To Kashan, such a scene was already quite "pleasant."

Even Rod’s aesthetic taste had been twisted to find such a scene nice. After all, if not for this, they would face boundless Black Fog, barren ground, or even more disgusting marshes and sewers.

"Rod, do you really think we’re going to attack another Fire King City?"

Kashan asked softly. The shared battles over time had dissolved much of her resentment; Rod had fulfilled his promise with his actions, making her no longer resent him. His great strength and skillful combat skills also deeply impressed her.

He had become a hero of the Trolians.

Kashan thought.

He’s grown so quickly, bringing us so much hope. I shouldn’t resent him; he is the genius of mankind, our rising star. It’s just that I couldn’t keep pace with him.

But why can’t I fully master the Spark of Fury?

Kashan once again fell into endless troubles, missing Rod’s answer.

Ever since she had obtained this strange Relic, she had been stuck in such troubles.

The Spark of Fury was a Soul Trait of Kashan’s ancestors, specially treated so if her descendants consumed it, they would acquire this legendary Fire Spark.

Anyone else who consumed it would die from a Soul Explosion.

On his deathbed, Dean Theodore had handed over this Soul Trait to her. She could choose to inherit this power or keep it as a memento.

The Archbishop had warned her that ingesting the Soul Trait directly was a very dangerous act.

Even if the Soul Trait had undergone special soul mutation, it was still very dangerous; rejection, erosion, confusion, mutation, and other side effects were still possible for her.

Even with a successful inheritance, one couldn’t completely escape.

But Kashan did not hesitate and still chose the former.

So far, the consuming ritual had been very successful. Kashan had fully acquired the Fire Spark without any rejection reaction or adverse phenomena. The Royal City had once trained her as a [Strong] marked student.

But over time, the Royal City gradually realized that Kashan couldn’t fully control the Fire Spark.

No matter how she trained, the Spark of Fury could never perfectly fuse with her.

After detailed study, the Royal City concluded that this might be due to the soul’s nature of rejection. Even the souls of direct relatives had significant differences, differences that were irremediable.

Therefore, the Royal City gradually gave up on Kashan and stopped her special treatment.

It was then that Rod arrived.

He invited Kashan to join the Black Battle Group.

Here, she received ample materials and resources once more.

Although the level of fusion with the Spark of Fury never improved, the Fire Spark itself grew stronger, and Kashan’s own strength had also greatly advanced.

So, deep down, Kashan was actually quite grateful to Rod.

But beyond gratitude, there was more buried deep in her heart, but with Rod’s growing distance, she felt they would never be realized.

"Let’s take a look at the Dead Giant’s Necromantic Passage of Omir."

Rod said.

"It won’t be long before we travel down this passageway to Starry Sky City, starting an unprecedented war, where perhaps you too will have a chance to participate."

Kashan’s face lit up with joy; she cared deeply about everything related to war.

The two of them arrived at the northwest corner, at the Giant King Omir’s coffin.

The guards around nodded respectfully to Rod and let them pass.

A flash of light flickered in Kashan’s eyes as she followed Rod in silence.

The Giant’s coffin was massive, covering a thousand yards, pitch-black, covered in strange patterns. The coffin lid had long been removed, revealing not a body but a broad tunnel.

A guard spoke respectfully, "Sir Rod, this is the Dead Giant’s Necromantic Passage of Omir."

Rod nodded and said, "Let’s go."

Together with Kashan, he stepped into the passage.

The passage was about a hundred yards wide and thirty high. If one’s Spiritual Vision wasn’t strong enough, the Black Fog couldn’t be penetrated, making walking inside no different from the outside.

Probably because exploration had only just begun, no Spirit Lamps had been placed inside the tunnel.

Kashan followed closely behind Rod, whispering, "Is this the tunnel excavated from Giant King Omir’s body?"

Rod chuckled, "That’s a rumor. No one knows where Giant King Omir has gone to. The Royal City’s historian Bins has confirmed it; this is actually a tunnel excavated by the Silver Race. To prevent discovery, they simply built a shell of the Giant King’s coffin on the outside."

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