The Last King Of Darkness

Chapter 583: Calm Before the Storm_3


"Ensure the overabundance of Spiritual Energy, time will aid Xingge."

This is the answer provided by the Book of Knowledge, and it should be accurate.

After sending out the letter, Rod lay back on Mephit's lap. Honestly, her leg was long, white, soft, and had a cool sensation; lying on it was super comfortable, almost making one forget all troubles.

Regrettably, she didn't allow much touching, or else that leg could be fondled for a year.

Rod just wanted to lie lazily like a corpse now.

These past few days in the camp, he almost did nothing, just lay around all day. Because Molly went on a recruitment mission, he either used Mephit's thigh as a pillow or had Anna hammer his legs.

Kashan would come sometimes too, but lately she was in a period of rapid growth; the Star Source Potion had a significant effect on her, and now she had stepped into the ranks of Second Level Combatants in one go, managing the Seed of Anger even more proficiently. Even during tranquil times, she could employ a small portion of the power of anger.

"Peaceful in rage, rage in peacefulness," was the growth path Rod had spent 10 Divinity to obtain for her.

Kashan had gradually mastered this essence, her regular attacks had grown stronger, and the number of full-strength strikes she could make in a day increased, all while she continued to grow.

Rod didn't disturb her much.

Nothing much happened in the Dream Realm either.

The Book of Knowledge and the dolls were constantly repairing various damages, while the Book of the Future was sleeping on the bookshelf, and Asa was digesting malicious thoughts.

The Dream Bubble was navigating the boundary between the Chaotic Sea and Ice Prison, still within the fog-filled area.

Five days until the invasion.

In Trolian, aside from the fervor caused by three King Candidates advancing, there were no other significant events.

The old fortress completed defensive construction, and the Fire Sons returned to the Royal City.

Thirteen hundred Spiritual Power Cannons were sent to the old fortress to guard the Sun Crystal Vein's safety.

All expansion ceased, and most areas near human strongholds were cleared. Most warriors stayed within the stronghold, with only minor skirmishes, and no particularly urgent situations.

Even the Star Phase was not special, just regular, ordinary weather.

Most warriors were recouping and recovering, and the whole Kingdom seemed immensely peaceful.

However, Rod clearly knew this was the calm before the storm.

Everyone was waiting for the White Tower, waiting for the Source Prophecy to end.

And Rod was still waiting for the invasion to come, for the awakening of the Star Soul.

He had countless things to do, but all that awaited him stepping into Commander level and becoming a truly Special Level Combatant.

Being anxious now was pointless; better to take a proper rest.

Rod yawned widely, turned over, and felt an inexplicable heaviness in his eyelids, thus closing his eyes accordingly.

Mephit watched the big boy sleeping in her lap, and a strand of cold light flashed in her silver eyes.

Anna was complaining while massaging Rod's waist and legs, hoping to find inspiration for enhancement through these boring tasks.

Kashan was still throwing heavy punches at the air, sweat cascading down, feeling her heart gradually clear as if she grasped true angry power.

Above the Royal City, in the Fire Hall.

Molly finally found the person she was looking for and extended Rod's olive branch.

Inside a special training ground in the Hall.

Amidst the encompassing flames, Luo Weiya looked at his palm and murmured, "Hmm, I seem stronger too... Wonder if I can catch up with that fat lady."

In a moonlit space.

Olivia was discussing the power of moonlight with the Dark Moon Princess.

"Moonlight and sunlight seem to share a common source. Sadly, Kai hasn't awakened..."

On the edge of the Royal City.

Beneath a Sword Tomb, Alan knelt half-down on the desolate ground, murmuring, "I've come to see you again..."

Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.

The King cleared another threat, tossing a powerful Monster Soul into the fire.

The light of the Holy Fire grew brighter.

White Tower.

Amid countless flashes of light, Meredith murmured:

"Finally... finally..."

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