Royeger’s expression turned gray.

"That was an incomparably glorious era, when humanity reached the limits they envisioned; they once thought they had defeated the Black Fog until the arrival of the Great Catastrophe."

"I can’t explain the information about that catastrophe, but you will learn afterward."

Unexplainably, Rod sensed Royeger’s presence growing faint, an urgent feeling surged in his heart: "Are you going to disappear? How will I know afterward? You’ve always called me Master, why?"

Royeger’s gray expression had a hint of a smile: "Don’t worry, Master, the power possessed by the Dream Realm is unimaginable; it’s just that it triggers a huge source feedback, which is why I haven’t dared to easily restore you."

Rod was taken aback, and suddenly a memory surged in his mind: "I once saw a false Human Demon Tomb, was it you?"

Royeger nodded lightly: "It was me, concealing memories about it, it wasn’t the Black Fog, it was me. I once held a glimmer of hope, hoping you’d return to your peak before the arrival of the eerie disaster, but fate is inevitable; you eventually went to the Human Demon Tomb, and at that time, you were just a Half King, controlling only 5 portions of the Root Origin."

"Half King?"

"Yes, like the Half God on the path to God, only half a step into the threshold of a King, therefore called Half King, and the soul possessing a Strong Source is called a Lord, specifically the King’s reserve, the budding state of a King. Obtaining a Strong Source is thus conferred as a Lord, also called Sealed Lord."

"In front of the true Black Fog, these are all weak, only those who control the Primordial Law can step into eternity, becoming a strong Primordial, thus called Primordial King, Eternal King, Most Holy King."

Rod’s heart shook, urgently asked: "Then what about a Quasi-King?"

"Until possessing more than 20 portions of Primordial Law, infinitely close to the True King, one can be called a Quasi-King."

Royeger paused for a moment, his tone becoming serious.

"You need to quickly control 1 portion of Primordial Law, so you can break through level 17 Spiritual Energy, possessing the power to resist the Black Fog."

Rod’s eyes widened, it turned out the key to breaking through level 17 Spiritual Energy was controlling the Primordial Law, no wonder no matter how strong his Spiritual Energy was, it always remained at level 17.

Royeger smiled faintly, his figure gradually becoming transparent, but his eyes gradually brightened.

"Fate is inevitable, but it can be shattered, you told me this."

He raised his right hand, fingertips pointing toward the Void.

Suddenly, countless white energies surged into the Dream Realm.

The Book of the Future exclaimed: "Destiny Energy, Destiny Energy, so much Destiny Energy! At least twenty portions!"

Royeger smiled: "Master, the Book of Now, the Book of the Past, and the Book of the Future were once one, named the Book of Eternity. It possessed extremely powerful might that can help you unlock all the secrets, including those I cannot speak of. You’ll just need to find the critical core objects... Please restore it as soon as possible."

The Book of the Future trembled all over, its pages rustling in a mess, appearing extremely agitated.

Royeger’s fingertip pointed once more, a trace of Divine Light fell into the Book of Knowledge.

"I’m sorry, Adorlis, I borrowed a bit of your wisdom, now I return it to you, hopefully, you will make good use of it."

The Book of Knowledge was enveloped in a strange Divine Light, it frantically flapped its pages, shouting: "Wisdom, wisdom has returned, I’m not a moron, I’m not a fool anymore, hahaha, I’m finally not a stupid idiot anymore!"

Royeger looked at Rod, his figure already half transparent, but his bright eyes remained clearly visible.

"Master, I have many, many things I want to say but they are too involved, my remaining power cannot bear it all. This is my best choice, but don’t worry, throughout countless ages, I’ve long imprinted them in the river of time, as long as the Book of Eternity exists, you can find them and unlock them."

Rod’s heart shook violently, though he had just met Royeger, an extremely reluctant feeling rose, as if they were old friends for countless years.

"No, you mustn’t disappear, there must be some way, some way to keep you, ’Time Travel,’ ’Eternal Square,’ ’Sacrifice’..."

Royeger smiled gently: "There’s no possibility left, all my remnants have been exhausted. I’m so tired, so tired, I just want to return to that year’s afternoon, the breeze fluttering the curtains, Dad chopping wood, Mom weaving clothes, I sleeping on the small bed."

His voice gradually faded, eventually vanished without a trace.

"Ah, hope this time, we won’t fail."