The Last King Of Darkness

Chapter 1891 - 852: Black Fog Riot

The Last King Of Darkness

Chapter 1891 - 852: Black Fog Riot

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Chapter 1891: Chapter 852: Black Fog Riot

Having ascended from the Book of the Future to the Book of Eternity, Asa feverishly flipped through its pages. The breath of time and the power of destiny simultaneously flashed between them. At that moment, it felt as though it had touched eternity.

"Hahaha, I see it, I see it, the immense wheel of destiny, rolling along the boundless river of time, and I am the reason for its first push..."

Rod impatiently interrupted its words: "Stop boasting. Do you see that stone? It is a Source Artifact of an Ancient God, having witnessed the glory and destruction of that distant era. Now, you must use it as an anchor to retrace time and reproduce everything that happened in the past."

Asa slapped the pages confidently: "Nothing could be simpler, master, you don’t even need to take it back to the Dream Realm—just touch it with your finger."

Rod nodded. After many events, he had considerable prestige here, and as soon as he spoke, Solos stopped, and the Tower Master halted the operations of Prophetic City.

Strange light fell, and the Great Prophecy Plate turned into an ordinary iron plate.

Rod stepped up and lightly touched the stone with his fingertip.

In the Dream Realm, the thick Book of Eternity began to turn. Pages three times thicker than before swept through the air in a peculiar arc, as the power of destiny penetrated Rod’s soul, directly pointing at the "Source Artifact."

"Haha, time is trembling, destiny is playing its melody, I see it, I see... huh!"

Like a duck being choked, Asa’s voice stopped abruptly. The Golden Light of destiny became chaotic, the breath of time began to dim, and the Now and Future books ceased to turn within its body. The Book of the Past also slowed, the pages shuddering hastily. The tentacles of time tried to cross the barrier and touch the echo of the past, but some powerful force held it back.

Asa unleashed all its power but still couldn’t turn the Book of the Past.

After trying many times, it cried out mournfully: "This, master, I can’t move it... my strength isn’t enough!"

Rod slightly frowned, surprised that even the Book of Eternity couldn’t do it. Could it be that not enough Destiny Energy was absorbed?

However, Asa still couldn’t absorb Destiny Energy yet. It showed no signs of hunger, suggesting that the Destiny Energy it had previously devoured hadn’t been fully digested.

Rod’s frown deepened as a vague thought lingered in his heart, leading him to think of Asa.

What could it be?

Rod fell into contemplation.

Suddenly, he recalled the Great Prophet’s words. He lamented the failure of the Prophetic City’s expansion path; the infinite stacking of prophecy’s thrust couldn’t solve all problems. Without sufficient Position, they couldn’t cross the invisible barrier.

"The Prophetic City needs a more advanced core!"

Like lightning, a Spiritual Light flashed in Rod’s mind. He finally understood why he thought of the "Book of Eternity."

Isn’t it precisely the "more advanced core"?

Rod’s heart overflowed with joyous ecstasy. As the Dream Realm grew stronger to a certain extent, creations within it could briefly leave the Dream Realm and return within a specific time without any damage. The Book of Knowledge had once been taken out by Rod, and it quite enjoyed it.

The Book of Eternity was no different.

To ensure his hypothesis was correct, Rod again consulted the Book of Knowledge.

Regarding this, the Book of Knowledge felt quite shocked. It turned its pages and pondered: "Master, I believe there is no problem. This is simply a genius hypothesis. The Book of Eternity possesses extremely high Position. It is the Dream Realm’s Divine Artifact, and on the destiny hierarchy, it matches a True God, but lacks power. Though restored fully, its lost strength cannot be regained, which might be why Asa couldn’t complete the prophecy."

"Exactly!" Asa shouted excitedly: "Master, I feel my vision is high, but my strength is weak. I can’t pry open destiny’s wheel or clear time’s Mist. If I could have the Prophetic City’s prophecy scale, I could definitely see the past."

Rod nodded and held the Book of Eternity in his hand, then left the Dream Realm.

In the Prophecy Main Tower, everyone stared at Rod standing on the plate. As he opened his eyes, a book unknowingly appeared in his hand, extremely thick, large, as if multiple books were combined. The cover was filled with strange engravings and patterns, looking extremely mysterious.

"What is this?"

The Great Prophet instantly sensed its extraordinariness: "I feel a kind of overflowing emptiness, a void full. It seems like an infinitely long line, one end connecting to the boundless past, the other extending to the boundless future..."

Rod placed the Book of Eternity on the Great Prophecy Plate and softly said: "Next, with it as the core, replace the Great Prophecy Plate, and restart the Prophetic City."

The Great Prophet froze for a moment. The Great Prophecy Plate was the core of the Prophetic City, where all prophecy towers’ energy outputs ultimately gathered. Replacing the core was unprecedented, and if this core had any issues, even an evil creation with malicious intent, the Prophetic City would face unprecedented, massive damage.

The Prophetic City was Saint Longde’s absolute core, the brain and eyes of the entire kingdom. Any damage to it was unacceptable.

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