The king revealed a joyful smile and waved his hand, saying, "Isn’t this everywhere?"
"What?"
Rod looked at the thick white ashes under his feet with surprise.
"Are these all monster ashes?"
Generally speaking, after a powerful monster dies, its dark soul dissipates, taking away most of the polluted spirituality, leaving its remaining body as soulless ashes. The few remaining spiritually infused mixtures clump together to form monster ashes.
Since the Black Fog returns to the Void, taking away all the pollution, the newly ford monster ashes are absolutely pure with no pollution, containing various spiritual powers and life forces, usually used to create various potions or brew Soul Soup.
The more powerful the monster, the more precious the ashes left behind.
The ashes of High Rank monsters are one of the important resources of the Royal City.
However, it usually is just a small clump, hidden amidst these thick ashes.
Rod originally thought these white ashes were soulless remnants, but he was surprised to find they were the precious ashes of a King Level monster.
The king nodded with a smile.
"Why are there so many?" Rod glanced around, seeing the entire Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground covered in thick white ashes.
The quantity here is thousands of tis more than other monsters.
The king smiled and said, "This is the monster ashes of the King of the Deep Sea. Its imnse body amassed unimaginable power; even when the Black Fog returns to the Void, the remaining spiritual matter fills all the ashes... There’s nothing better than this; the people from the Pharmacy will arrive soon, and we can again create many powerful potions."
Behind him, Anna cheered imdiately.
As soone who climbed up from the bottom, she understood the value of a King Level monster’s ashes too well.
"With so many ashes, many people can drink potions they usually can’t afford! This is wonderful!"
At this mont, Rod suddenly saw a flash of golden light before his eyes.
[Divinity to be acquired 75]
points of divinity!
Rod was completely stunned!
Killing the King of the Deep Sea unexpectedly granted him 75 points of divinity!
Though it was mighty, it was remote from humans and posed no threat to Troli.
Rod never thought killing it would provide much divinity; at most, as a King Level monster, it is a potential threat to humans and a terrible source of pollution to the Spirit Realm—a bit of divinity would suffice.
Unexpectedly, it offered the divinity of resolving a major crisis.
Clearly, a significant part of this ca from the ashes.
Hahaha!
The King of the Deep Sea is practically a treasure trove!
The king smiled and said, "For this, you three will receive ten Fire Emblems, the na of the Black Battle Group will be engraved into the Fire Hall, and your legend will be passed down in the Great Book Library. These are the tales of the Black Bucket, Centaur Lady, and Ice Maiden; they will beco part of Trolian’s history."
Anna complained, "What’s Centaur Lady? I don’t want that title!"
phit also spoke rarely, "I don’t want it either."
The king consoled, "Okay, okay, you can discuss the exact titles with the mission offices of the Holy Church and record it in the Great Book Library after you decide."
Rod didn’t want to speak initially, but at this mont, he felt strongly unfair.
"Can I change mine?"
The king refused outright, "No, the na Black Bucket has already spread throughout Trolian; every tavern and square in the Royal City sings your deeds. Changing nas rashly would cause ideological confusion and dampen morale."
At this mont, Rod almost blurted out a curse, but for the sake of humanity, he held it back and focused on the Destiny Divine Sword in his hand.
During the ti it was controlled by the King of the Deep Sea, this ancient Divine Artifact had suffered severe corrosion—the sword’s body was covered in black cracks, and the divine power of destiny turned pale, emanating a strong decaying aura.
"King, can this Divine Artifact still be used?"
The king’s expression showed so regret.
"It’s a pity. Its remaining value may be little. The King of the Deep Sea seed very eager for the power of destiny, even though this power couldn’t be absorbed by it and would consu its Spiritual Energy; it relentlessly pursued it... The Destiny Divine Sword has thus been damaged and polluted; the Royal City currently has no ability to repair this Divine Artifact."
Rod could only regretfully place it back in the Dream Realm, hoping to find a place to use it in the future.
At this ti, a group of collectors in gray-brown clothes entered the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
They used special collecting tools to cautiously load the ashes into bone ash bags at their waists.
The entire process was under the supervision of the Fire Priests; no one dared to look up at the king above or the enormous Holy Fire.
That was their god and faith.
Rod stood to the side, hesitating how to tell the king about the Star Soul matter.
Without a doubt, the object sealing the Dark Devourer and the power was within the ashes, but the details couldn’t be revealed.
Such a huge amount of ashes, he had no reasonable grounds to claim them all; that would be too unreasonable.
While Rod was contemplating, a collector suddenly let out a scream.
Several Fire Priests’ gazes instantly swept over, a Fire Guardian descended from above, stomped him, and the glowing Spiritual Energy ropes flew from the sleeves like snakes, instantly binding him tightly.
Anna gasped and covered her mouth, seeing the collector’s painful expression and bulging eyes, couldn’t help but shout, "Gentle! He’s hurt!"
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