The Last King Of Darkness

At that moment, Rod’s [Divine Sense] was triggered by an extraordinary perception, and almost instinctively, he summoned hundreds of phantoms. The Evil Ghost King and Devil King instantly descended into the phantoms, shielding Iyeta.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

An invisible force pierced through all of those phantoms, and the strong body of the Ghost King was shattered into pieces. Rod noticed that the scattered fragments all turned pure black—clearly severely polluted.

"Master!" The Book of Knowledge shouted, "Don’t let those polluted fragments be absorbed back into the Dream Realm; they will contaminate the Evil Ghost Stone Tank!"

Rod reacted swiftly, immediately severing the connection with the evil ghost. The scattered fragments began to squirm, transforming into twisted monsters, but were quickly annihilated by Rod’s [Destroying Darkness].

Only then did the disturbance completely quiet down. Rod turned to look at Iyeta, still unconscious, with a large area of darkness in his soul, but it hadn’t penetrated deeply. Rod took out a Hope Bubble and crushed it; as the healing aura began to spread, the pollution was purified, and the Great Shepherd’s injuries were also healed.

Not until then did Rod breathe a sigh of relief. He hadn’t expected that this prophecy would cause such a great disturbance. If the tough-skinned evil ghost hadn’t taken the blow, Iyeta would have certainly died.

The Great Shepherd stood up, the bright red blood on his face strikingly noticeable, and his expression had never been as grave: "Lord Rod, it seems we’ve uncovered a very deep secret."

Rod gently nodded, he never expected the remnants of the "Extreme Villain" would also lie within the Abyss.

It appears this journey into the Abyss is inevitable.

Amidst flickering flames, Qingyu also arrived at the White Tower, his gaze sweeping over the unconscious Iyeta and the dim Prophetic Hall, seemingly understanding something, he softly asked, "Little Rod, any results?"

Rod nodded slightly, uttering only two words: "Abyss."

"Abyss..." Qingyu repeated softly, with only anxiety and concern in his expression. He waved his hand, and flames rolled up Iyeta, sending him back to the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.

"He still has heavy Black Fog aura on him; only staying at the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground can ensure his safety."

The Great Shepherd was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Emperor Qingyu, we must go to the Abyss; perhaps, within it, we can find the secret behind the birth of the Black Fog."

But Qingyu did not immediately answer, she gazed towards the horizon, even the Holy Fire could not completely dispel the thick Black Fog.

"Great Shepherd,"

She spoke softly.

"The black tide has already come."

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Outside the Royal City, the terrifying Black Fog had engulfed all sights—it was not the derivative Black Fog from before, but the true Source Black Fog, its strength already at the Seventh Level, only three levels away from the original Black Fog. The light of the Holy Fire could no longer fully disperse this heavy darkness, countless black smoke infiltrated the fiery region, only to be dispelled when extremely close to the Holy Fire.

Layers upon layers of Black Fog Symbionts surged from this near-absolute darkness into the light of the Holy Fire, with only tiny flames igniting on their bodies. The Holy Fire could no longer fully suppress these dark monsters, allowing them to charge towards humanity’s last Fire King City.

Upon the Royal City, countless giant Spiritual Power Railguns emitted deafening roars, Spiritual Power Cannons, gathering tens of thousands of energy trails crashed into the tide of dark monsters, immense energy released in an instant wiped out thousands of Black Fog Symbionts, yet for the entire black tide, it was merely an insignificant wave, and the gap quickly closed.

Human warriors are the true defenders against the black tide.

Below the Royal City, most of humanity’s strongest gathered here.

The Ender Solos, the Fang Walker Moji’an, the Golden Moon Guland, these three strongest stood at the forefront, like three massive reefs, standing firm in the black tide.

Behind them were smaller reefs, the Dragon Slayer Romano, the Piling King Bernoulli, the Steel Fire Rhein, the Long Spear Hero Jestaris, along with the Moon Knight Olivia, Dark Moon Princess, and many other strong figures.

At the very back were all the warriors of the Trolian Kingdom; they were the final barrier, leaning against the Royal City and Dead Ash Mountain Range, resisting the black tide’s impact.

The light of the Holy Fire protected them; powerful Resonance Plates shimmered among the people, the War Magic Statue at their forefront, battling with the Black Fog Symbionts, thunderous spiritual power waves were indistinguishable, the world like a shaking ocean full of waves.

In the Royal City, the burning of the Holy Fire had already reached its limit, but the Third Rank Holy Fire struggled to dispel the Seventh Level Source Black Fog, powerful Black Fog further compressed the range of the Holy Fire, limiting the warriors’ movement space.

Fortunately, thanks to the Star Marrow Altar’s barrier, other parts of the Trolian Kingdom were not invaded; however, this led to increased pressure on the Royal City, as the Black Fog crowded at this sole gap, and the light of the Holy Fire endlessly attracted dark monsters.

Yet, Rod could no longer shrink the barrier.

The Spirit Barrier could block the Black Fog not because it possessed an extremely high level and shielding capacity, but because of the presence of the Royal City Holy Fire. The powerful Black Fog rushed here, and if this gap were reduced or closed, the barrier would be immediately breached.