The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 1797 - 824: A Beautiful Tomorrow
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Much time had passed, and the light of the Star Tower was nearly extinguished, yet the awakening of the Eye of Divine was not complete.
This had never happened before, and the Book of Knowledge almost believed its master would fail, but unexpectedly, it saw him emerge from the Star Tower at the last moment.
The glow of the Eye of Divine flickered in the Dream Realm, and it was now fully awakened. This was the third Giant Star awakened by the master, marking his possession of the strength of 7 Root Origins from this moment on.
"Master, you finally emerged. I thought you were going to fail... What happened to you? Why did it take so long?"
The Book of Knowledge excitedly flipped its pages, leaping onto Rodβs shoulder, continuously touching his cheek with its pages to confirm the starβs power shimmering within his soul.
Rod smiled, lifting the book away by its spine.
"There was a minor incident, but I resolved it with unparalleled wisdom. No need to worry."
Despite his words, he detailed the events encountered in the Dream Realm to the Book of Knowledge, especially the odd membrane sensation in the Illusion Realm.
The Book of Knowledge jumped down, leaning against Rodβs feet, flipping its pages unconsciously.
"Master, the Illusion Realm in the Star Tower is very special and cannot be simply regarded as an illusion. It is a fragment of time and space, a relic of the years, and an infinite echo of past wills... Perhaps this is why the Star Tower cannot fully replicate the power of the supreme quasi-king and the strongest Holy Fire. Their power is too immense, almost touching the divine, hence your feeling of strangeness."
Rod nodded, not minding too much, as long as he could awaken a star.
The Book of Knowledge paused and said: "As for the distortion of the Illusion Realm, I have a feeling it is some deterioration of the Black Fog, attempting to influence the entire river of time, twisting every human victory into failure, dragging the already dwindling flame towards the Abyss."
Rodβs heart sank, and unwittingly, a sense of urgency gripped him again.
"I must quickly retrieve the fragments of the Dream Realm."
Rod thought.
"Once a few more Half-King levels emerge in Trolian, I can go to another Ancestorβs Grave and seek out Giant King Omir."
With his thoughts settled, he left the Dream Realm directly.
Royal City.
When Rod opened his eyes again, twelve clock hours had passed, taking him from the noon of the first day to the morning of the second.
The duration so long enough for Trolianβs defenses to collapse thrice. This is precisely why he hadnβt awakened the Eye of Divine immediately, choosing instead to seek assistance from Saint Longde.
Undoubtedly, this decision was incredibly correct.
"Hey, it seems my wisdom has grown along with my power."
Rod stood up, walked out of the room, and was about to leave the Royal City when he unexpectedly met Rhein.
The water-like Spiritual Energy around him had dispersed, revealing his features clearly β a slightly weathered yet sharp face, eyebrows like swords, cheeks like carvings, with peculiar drifting black hair, wearing pale white armor, no weapons, yet the hand armor on his hands remained grim and prominent.
"That should be his Soul Weapon," Rod thought, noticing the faint Soul Ripple on his hand armor.
The puppet in the Dream Realm remarked: "Master, he just returned from the eastern line. While you were awakening the star, Trolian faced three waves of attacks from the east, southeast, and southwest, summing over ten thousand Black Fog Symbionts and 32 Black Fog Avatars attacked us. Rhein alone defended two lines, while Tai Luo, Olivia, Dark Moon, and various Monarchs held another line."
When Rod returned to the Dream Realm, he had long summoned a phantom, letting the puppet possess it to assist the Royal Cityβs Military War Department in commanding.
During the Human Demon War, Dalen and the personnel of the Military War Department knew Rodβs phantom possessed formidable commanding abilities and wisdom beyond reach, with intuition sharp to the point of fear, so everyone trusted it deeply, leaving all battle situations to it while they merely cooperated and assisted.
This method was extremely convenient. Not only could the puppet exert its full potential, but Rod could also instantly comprehend the overall situation, facilitating his next step of judgment.
"Lord Rhein."
Rod politely bowed in greeting.
"Youβve worked hard, Trolian will never forget your glory."
Rheinβs expression was solemn, his sharp gaze on Rod, before he finally said: "Lord Rod, youβve grown stronger."
Rod was surprised and asked, "You noticed?"
Rhein slightly nodded, "As soon as I returned, I sensed a new disturbance in the Royal City. Just now, I came to see, and it was indeed you. In just one day, the Root Origin you command surged from 5 to 7, and your fundamental Spiritual Power Strength leaped from 15 million ke to nearly 20 million ke."
Rod laughed, "Indeed, Life of Man is like that. I often grow stronger after a nap; perhaps, my ability is to grow stronger while sleeping."
Rhein laughed faintly, his expression holding a subtly intriguing look.
"Lord Rod, I heard from Emperor Qingyu that you plan to travel?"
Rod nodded. He had already mentioned this to Qingyu, besides the puppetβs phantom, he had left several phantoms in the Royal City. If any unexpected situation arose, and it was inconvenient for him to return, he could project power into these phantoms.