In a place further away, phit, surrounded by swirling ice and snow, shattered one Red Witch after another.
Her Cold Ice Attribute was greatly enhanced, with extrely cold light radiating from around her. With a casual gesture, an ice and snow longsword would appear in mid-air, piercing through the Red Witches.
It’s no exaggeration to say that phit’s hunting speed surpassed everyone else’s here.
However, even with such a great improvent in efficiency, Rod still felt it was slow. The buffering outer skin of the Red Witch was truly disgusting.
Despite the huge Spiritual Energy gap, he couldn’t achieve an instant kill in one strike.
Unless he activated the Red War God, he couldn’t surpass the outer skin’s limits.
But if dealing with the King of Light’s derivative required using the Giant God Power, then what would he use to fight the King of Light?
Just as Rod was fretting, Asa’s voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Master, I’ve finished devouring, hahaha, I’ve rged with the power of two more evil thoughts, my Spirit is growing stronger, and as you instructed, I’ve acquired the ability to detect danger. Now, I can easily spot any threat near you, Master."
"Hmm, let take a look... It’s very safe around you, Master, there’s nothing that can pose a threat to you."
Asa chuckled.
"It should be this way, with my protection, Master can never be threatened by anything..."
Rod interrupted his nauseating flattery: "Asa, see if you can eat this filth?"
Asa said joyfully: "Ah, thank you for the reward, Master! Asa will always remain loyal, watching over all the world’s sewers for you, no one can disobey your orders and foul them..."
Rod couldn’t be bothered with his nonsense, so he directly summoned the Wind’s Phantom, projecting his soul into the Phantom.
When the black and yellow Phantom opened its eyes, they imdiately emitted light.
"Ah, what a fresh delicacy! However, this food is too primitive and needs processing..."
Asa raised his now-muddied arm, and a corroded aura spewed forth, instantly draining the color from the Red Witch’s outer skin.
Boom!
Kashan suddenly appeared from behind, punching it to pieces, scattering filth all over the ground.
"Huh?"
Kashan looked at her fist, puzzled.
"I didn’t activate the Extre Fury Fist, did I?"
Asa laughed: "Processing complete!"
He crawled on the ground, devouring everywhere.
"Hahaha, this is delicious!"
Kashan was taken aback by the strange creature: "What is that?"
Rod laughed: "Don’t be afraid, it’s a monster I summoned specifically to deal with the Red Witches!"
Asa’s voice was turned off in his mind, preventing him from getting carried away.
It would be troubleso if people beca suspicious and discovered the existence of the Dream Realm.
The Book of Knowledge recently emphasized this point repeatedly.
Kashan watched curiously as Asa, using both hands and feet, quickly crawled on the ground, licking every piece of filth clean.
"Wow, can it process filth?"
Rod nodded with a smile, while Asa in his soul kept exclaiming, saying that nothing was more nourishing than this filth. It was the perfect delicacy, with its Power of Resurrection locked by superb culinary skills, juicy and tender, a true delicacy.
"What if it wasn’t locked?"
"Then it wouldn’t be edible; the alien power would disturb my soul before I could digest it, possibly even converting into the slave of a powerful entity."
At that mont, Rod truly understood that he was indeed the best candidate to clean up Red Forest, bar none.
"Ice Prison" cooking, Asa devouring.
A perfect match!
After that, Asa began his free-roaming actions.
He swept across the entire Red Forest like a gust of wind, dismantling all the Red Witches’ outer skins.
anwhile, the warriors gathered all the filth they collected and fed it to him.
This saved the hassle of having to burn the filth later.
The warriors took a great liking to this bizarre creature, treating him like a pet. So even touched his head while he fed.
This undoubtedly offended the dignity of the King of Filth Devourers. Asa originally wanted to teach them a lesson, but there was too much food, he couldn’t finish it all, so he had no ti for it.
In just half a day, the Red Forest, which hadn’t been breached for two weeks, was completely cleared.
Rod was very sure, very clean.
At the last mont of the Phantom’s duration, Asa devoured the last bit of filth and happily returned to the Dream Realm, starting his new cycle of digestion.
Qingyu looked at the refreshed Red Forest, feeling a mix of joy and disbelief, finding it hard to believe it was real.
Only Aluo remained, throwing herself into Rod’s arms, shouting about wanting to bear his children, saying if Sister Qingyu won’t, she will.
Fortunately, Rod quickly redirected everyone’s attention by discussing the pursuit of victory and the killing of the King of Light to flatten the Destruction Temple, avoiding any further embarrassnt.
Having just created a miracle, Rod possessed absolute authority, and Qingyu didn’t hesitate to agree.
"Then let’s begin, the king-slaying battle to eliminate the eight-hundred-year-old threat to Trolian."
The Destruction Temple was located at the center of the Red Forest, originally a collapsed ruin, but was rebuilt by the King of Light as a nest.
This enormous temple seed crudely constructed from soil, exuding an extrely evil aura.
But Qingyu opened the Fire Domain, shielding against these auras.
All the warriors gathered here, awaiting Qingyu’s command.
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