"Very well."
The Spirit revealed a smile.
"Young Rod should receive so good fortune again... Hmm, I can return now, there are no threats nearby."
The burning Spirit gradually faded, soon disappearing from this space.
But he didn’t notice that before the Spirit vanished, a strange shadow appeared on a part of him.
Boom!
In the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground, the Holy Fire burned intensely, golden light radiating, turning the entire sacrificial ground into a golden world.
Everyone instantly quieted down, all eyes turned toward the boiling Holy Fire.
A golden figure floated out from the Holy Fire, although it appeared insignificantly small compared to the Holy Fire, it gave an impression of filling heaven and earth.
"Your Majesty!"
The sound of rustling enveloped the scene, almost everyone knelt down.
Only the Archbishop and Rod approached.
"King, is the Spirit Realm safe?"
The King smiled and said, "Of course, with here, nothing can threaten the Holy Fire."
Horus exhaled deeply: "That’s good, just now I thought of so crucial issues..."
He began discussing so issues regarding communication with Saint Reel with the King.
Rod could only listen from the side, not knowing why, he felt that the King was not very concerned with these issues, his gaze seed to be partly on him.
"Is it because I’m important?" Rod wondered.
In the Dream Realm, the Book of Knowledge, the puppet, and Asa were also observing this undisputed strongest human.
"Very strong."
The Book of Knowledge made a judgnt.
"Even in the Fire Epoch filled with great figures, the Epoch of Gods, he could hold a place."
The puppet nodded: "Troli’s survival until now has so unique aspects, the master’s Source of Divinity should not be interrupted in the short term."
Asa rubbed his chin: "Is this Troli’s King? Such a strong exchange of Spirit..."
He let out a cold laugh.
"Humph, nothing special, evenly matched with at best, what’s so remarkable, hmm... a bit strange, he seems to be a certain Life of Man."
After observing for a while and not seeing more information, Asa shifted his eyes back and curled up in his old position to lie down.
"Oh well, there’s nothing peculiar about it, once I beco the King of Devour Poop, no Life of Man can match , I just need to devour their poop crazily and I can quickly surpass them, even the master, hehe!"
Asa fell back into a dream, which helps him absorb the essence in his body.
——
About a quarter of an hour later, Horus and the King confird all the arrangents, just then, Qingyu stepped into the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
The King smiled and said, "Little Qingyu, you’ve co, is everything on the southwest front settled?"
Qingyu looked travel-worn, with his robe still stained with blood and dirt.
"It’s settled, White Wolf will replace in command, Lucian has completed the clearance, there won’t be any more interference from Doomsday believers in our expansion battles."
The King nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good, the team can set off."
He opened his arms, the Holy Fire released a powerful force, golden light flowing through the sacrificial ground as if it were tangible.
"Everyone, witness this great mont."
"The future will record this as the greatest turning point in the Dark Epoch, Troli and Saint Reel have established a connection, becoming brothers, partners, and comrades. We will jointly resist the darkness and find the road to the revival of human civilization."
Cheers shook the sacrificial ground.
"May the fla continue, may humanity endure forever! Long live the New King!"
After the golden light fell, the King said, "Anyone who has received the golden blessing, set out with the team!"
Cheers erupted once again, so joyfully joined Qingyu’s team.
Rod looked at the golden light burning in the palm of his hand and softly asked, "Archbishop, what is the golden blessing?"
Horus glanced at him and explained with so displeasure: "The highest strength Fire Blessing, it will deplete the King’s power, rarely used... Rod, your knowledge is still lacking, your rapid growth has resulted in a very skewed knowledge structure. I will have Qingyu help you catch up during his free ti."
Such a good thing?
Rod’s eyes brightened, he said with a smile: "I will definitely study hard."
The Archbishop’s expression improved sowhat, satisfied with Rod’s response.
The support team was soon ready, led by Archbishop Horus, who also held roles as Troli’s ambassador and the King’s envoy, fully responsible for all communication with Saint Reel.
The core of the team was Rod and Qingyu, the main mbers included ten First Level Combatants and thirty-five Second Level Combatants.
Among the accompanying personnel were an Elder, two scholars, and a high-level researcher, with several scholars and professors with relevant research.
The King looked at them solemnly, burning light filled his golden eyes.
"Everyone, bring back good news for us."
Under everyone’s fervent gaze, this incredibly luxurious team set off.
Before departure, Rod also demonstrated his special ability—held a grand Dream Ritual, sending the mountain of supplies on the plaza into the Dream Realm.
The Book of Knowledge was initially very upset: "Master, the Dream Realm is not a moving service! Stuffing so many things takes up space, the Dream Realm will beco heavier and slow down! We are still in the Ice Prison, not out of danger yet..."
But upon seeing the tide of Humanity that surged forth, it burst into laughter: "Haha, truly the master, the savior of humanity!"
Rod paid it no mind, because amidst the cheers were comnts everywhere: "Truly our strongest new star!" "My God, just how big is his container!"
With that, the group, carrying countless hopes, took the road Liszt had opened and headed toward their destination.
In the unseen, everyone seed to feel.
A new Chapter seed on the verge of unfolding.
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