The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 787 - 439: Wind Feather

Chapter 787: Chapter 439: Wind Feather

Rod was stunned, then a surge of ecstasy overwhelmed him.

Not to mention the vast amount of 1.5 billion Souls Without Spirit, 15 Soul Firewood equaled 150 points of Divinity, meaning he had gained 150 points of Divinity directly from this battle!

This was simply an unprecedented, super bumper harvest!

Until now, Rod had only obtained Soul Firewood directly from monsters three times.

Once was in the ancient Heroic Spirit Hall, and the remaining two were when dealing with dark distortions related to the Knight Order of the Starry Kingdom.

And this time, he had obtained even more than the last.

Was it because this Divine Artifact was stronger? Or because the Fighting Star Knight Order was more special?

Why did they always burst out Soul Firewood?

Were all the Knight Orders of the Starry Kingdom like this?

Soul Firewood is a creation unique to the Dream Realm; did they have some connection with the Dream Realm? Or was it a gift from the former master of the Dream Realm?

But, the Book of Knowledge told him that the destruction of the Dream Realm occurred before the destruction of the Starry Kingdom. It could find no trace related to the Starry Kingdom in its memory, hence, the Starry Kingdom should not have appeared at that time; it was a later display of humanity.

This Soul Firewood might have scattered across the world when the Dream Realm collapsed, which was later collected by them.

Countless thoughts flashed by, and just as Rod was about to step out, the Book of Knowledge suddenly shouted in his mind.

"Master! The disc! There’s something in that disc!"

A disc?

Rod looked down to see a broken disc at his feet, which must have been the man-made Divine Artifact, the Wind Wedge Plate, with a clear cavity in the middle likely for placing the Source Material.

Every other part was so decayed that it could no longer be used.

Only a golden sphere was glittering brightly.

"Quick, take it into the Dream Realm, I can feel its connection with the Dream Realm."

At that moment, black dust arising from the pile of corpses enveloped the surroundings, obscuring his figure.

Rod was quick and grabbed the sphere, and with a thought, he transported it into the Dream Realm.

The next moment, the weakened Soron charged out of the black dust and embraced Rod.

"You succeeded!!"

Now, with the [Giant God Power] already dissipated and Rod also weakened, he lost his balance and fell onto the muddy ground with a thud.

But Soron didn’t care at all and exclaimed, "Rod, you succeeded! I can feel that the undead aura all around Death’s Trace Canyon is dispersing. The threat here is eliminated! We took one day to complete a task meant for twenty-seven days! You are a hero of Trolian! Hahaha!"

"Alright, Professor Soron, let’s get up."

In his weakened state, Rod’s hands were powerless, unable to push away Soron still clad in half his armor, while the black downpour drenched his trousers.

Soron stood up, reached out his hand, and pulled Rod to his feet.

The middle-aged man’s face, not young, was filled with a child-like smile, constantly muttering,

"That’s great, we’ll have more time to clear the Starry Sky City area now. The better prepared we are, the higher our chance of victory. I can’t wait to bask in the stronger glow of Holy Fire with Lady Olivia."

The now human-formed Jessica also walked in. Her oval face was likewise radiant; her long eyes curved into a smile, her usual haughtiness gone, only leaving a peculiar charming aura.

"Little Rod, you’re amazing, having you as a teammate is so enjoyable."

Rod, feeling more at ease, joked, "Being my bed partner is also very pleasurable."

Jessica pursed her lips and smiled.

"Alright, how about setting it for next year’s Bright Festival? When the sun rises, we’ll bathe under the powerful Holy Fire, reminiscing about the moment we took the Holy Fire Seed after breaking through the Starry Sky City; it will definitely be very moving."

Rod reached out his hand.

"It’s a deal."

Jessica’s slender, pale hand grasped Rod’s somewhat rough, large hand, a cunning gleam flickering in her eyes.

"It’s a deal."

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The remains of the Fighting Star Knights had completely decayed over the long years. Once the dark distortions were eliminated, the pile of corpses lost their sustaining power, and the carcasses disintegrated into primeval black dust, dispersing into the air.

Soron collected the ashes and placed them together with those of the Knight Captain, burying them in a cave with a large rock as the tombstone inscribed with several words.

"Here lies the captain of the Fighting Star Knights, soul returns to Holy Fire, body to the stars, Heroic Spirit eternal, divine essence everlasting."

Rod specially added a line below.

"Erected by those who came after."

Soron exclaimed, "You added a good line there; if people are still seeing it in thousands of years, they will know their sacrifices were not in vain. How did you think of that?"

Rod’s eyes were serene, his voice somber as if mourning the spirits of the past.

"Of course, it’s all thanks to my profound wisdom and intelligent brain."

Soron laughed.

Jessica gave him a few more glances, perplexity in her eyes, but her esteemed intuition did not provide her with more answers at that moment, so she took no further notice.

Thus, Death’s Trace Canyon was fully cleansed; all four Soul Devouring Demons were slain, the source of all anomalies, the corrupted Divine Artifact, the Wind Wedge Plate that caused the dark distortions was cleared, shattering the Artifact, and Rod took away the Source Material and that mysterious sphere.

The extinguished Fighting Star Knight Order was laid to rest, the undead essence completely dispelled.

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