There must be another reason.
The Book of the Future jumped out at this mont, strongly refuting the words of the Book of Knowledge:
"You don’t understand, this is all part of destiny’s arrangent. If it weren’t for the Source Prophecy, why would Trolian Royal City intensify their search? How would they find traces of Saint Rel? And why would the master proceed with the team?"
"I have seen the future; although filled with catastrophe, despair, and darkness, there is a sliver of pure white hope amidst the pure black. This is the master’s, the Master of Dreams’ special characteristic!"
Unusually, the Book of Knowledge didn’t jump up to refute the words of the Book of the Future.
In the past, if soone openly defied it like this, it would definitely have kicked up a fuss.
Indeed, after the soul was recovered, the Book of Knowledge beca increasingly composed.
It pondered for a mont and said, "You have so valid points, Weiguang Asa, but destiny is not preset; it is created by us."
Without waiting for a response, the Book of Knowledge continued.
"The dream realm is about to leave the Ice Prison, soon entering the Demon Wilderness, a more dangerous and severely corroded region... What I want to say is, rember, the dream is your foundation, purifying the Spirit Realm is your mission."
——
Before leaving the dream realm, Rod carefully examined Safuk’s soul.
This was an unprecedented "Strong King’s Soul."
He possessed two unprecedented Strong Sources, and combined with the Strong Source provided by the King of Light, he now held three Strong Sources, more than enough to ignite the Great Star [Ti Wander].
But the Source Law and Divinity were still missing.
After experiencing Peibela’s Ti Retrospection and the Red Queen’s Ti Acceleration, Rod beca very interested in ti abilities.
But unfortunately, now was not the ti to ignite [Ti Wander].
His first priority was to activate the Star Soul; all Divinity must prioritize this, and igniting the Star’s task must be temporarily set aside.
Divinity remained his most core problem.
Rod sighed, glanced at the Divinity—it had already surged to 53, still nearly halfway to 100.
Alas, not knowing when it can be gathered.
He really hoped for a big one.
At this mont, everyone had completed their rest, and Horus handed over the Do Divine Sword.
"Rod, temporarily place it in your space, and return it personally to the Pope of Saint Rel when you et him."
Rod received the Divine Sword.
This Soul Weapon from one of the seven Ancient Gods of the Ancient Epoch, now appeared dusty. Held in hand, it had a coarse texture, lacking any special feeling of a Divine Artifact.
Just by looking at its shape, Rod knew it was one of the seven keys to the Star Marrow Altar.
However, the Star Marrow Altar already had the Destiny Divine Sword, which had lost much of its power, and Rod successfully beca the master of the Star Marrow Altar, making this key less useful.
The real Divine Artifact, if it cannot recognize its master and resonate with the master’s soul, is rely a sharper and harder weapon.
The key is, this is Saint Rel’s Divine Artifact, coveting others’ weapons would plant hidden dangers in their relationship.
Saint Rel’s Protecting White King guarding the North had fallen, they buried the hero, reclaid the Divine Sword, and returned the Divine Artifact to the White Sect’s Pope.
Logically and sentintally, they could not have done better.
Although Vier and Lance couldn’t understand Horus’s words, they guessed his aning. Their faces were full of gratitude, but soon fell into gloom.
"Our North has fallen... why did this happen? How did Lord Safuk beco a Fallen?"
"What kind of disaster did we encounter?"
"The kingdom... what about the kingdom now?"
This was also the concern of everyone, as the journey showed, the situation in Saint Rel was indeed grim.
The Northern gate had fallen, and the Protecting White King guarding it had perished.
The most important question was, where should they go next?
Everyone gathered to discuss the next step.
Rod said deeply, "Undoubtedly, the Saint Rel Kingdom must have encountered a great disaster. Whether this disaster is related to the Source Prophecy, we do not know yet, but according to Vier and Lance, the North of Saint Rel has no second line of defense. Once the Northern gate breaks, the entire North is bound to fall. I believe the Saint Rel Royal City is likely to have withdrawn forces, abandoning the North."
Horus concurred, "Rod is right, this kind of situation is similar to what happened in Troli, and we would certainly do the sa."
Professor Bins added, "In our history, this kind of thing has happened more than once."
"So."
Rod surveyed the circle and said gravely.
"We have no choice but to go to Saint Rel’s Royal City."
Everyone fell silent; the distance to the Royal City was over 2000 kiloters.
This was not a short distance.
Besides being far, they might encounter various unexpected situations.
And their ti was urgent; they desperately needed to contact the White Church Court, but other than that, they had no way to connect with Saint Rel Royal City.
Everyone looked at each other, unable to find a better way.
Horus said, "Rod, ask them if there’s a better option."
Rod briefly recapped their words, and Vier and Lance beca entwined in dilemma.
In this situation, they desperately wished to contact the Central Church Court of the White Sect imdiately, at least to figure out what’s happening. Otherwise, they’d be stumbling around like blind flies.
The key point was "imdiately."
In everyone’s hesitation, Asa in Rod’s mind suddenly spoke.
"Master, you might try listening to this soul; souls with strong residual will usually leave so information behind."
"This information might be helpful to you."
Rod suddenly clapped his hands.
Since being disgusted by the chaotic noise of a monster, he hadn’t listened to the soul’s voice for a long ti.
"Well done, Asa."
With a thought, he imdiately ca to the side of Safuk’s soul.
His soul appeared like a huge gray whirlwind, endlessly spinning.
Rod took a deep breath, found listening to the soul’s way from the corner of his mory.
Approaching the Soul Altar, nearing Safuk’s soul, and concentrating.
Sure enough, not long after, the soul’s voice once again sounded in Rod’s ears.
"...Save Evela, save Evela, save them, Great Heavenly God, save everyone!"
Only this sentence echoed infinitely in his soul.
Furrowing his brows, Rod returned his consciousness to his body and asked, "Who is Evela?"
Vier and Lance looked at him in shock, "She is our Saintess, how do you know her na?"
"Saintess?"
Rod frowned deeper, pondered the wording and said.
"I have the ability of Soul Resonance, able to hear the deep sounds of the soul."
"Just before Safuk was defeated, I heard a voice from his soul, praying to the Great Heavenly God to save Evela, save them, save everyone."
After pondering for a mont, Vier suddenly rembered, "Wasn’t Saintess Evela already in Sword City when we set out?"
"Didn’t she leave? What does save them, save everyone an?"
After a few seconds of silence, Lance clapped his hands suddenly and shouted, "I understand, when the unknown disaster ca, Lord Safuk realized that Sword City couldn’t hold, and had Saintess Evela lead the civilians to escape!"
"Save them, save everyone refers to the escaping people."
Rod asked again, "What is the Great Heavenly God?"
Lance looked at him in surprise, "The God from the White Church legend, who created the Initial Fire, is the only God we can pray to."
Rod faintly frowned, recalling that the Source Heavenly God also claid the title of Great Heavenly God.
The throne of the Source Heavenly God is the throne of the Great Heavenly God.
Do they worship the Source Heavenly God?
This thought ca and went, then a new idea erged explosively.
Saintess Evela had led nurous civilians to escape Sword City.
In such a dangerous environnt, isn’t there a very high possibility they might fall into crisis?
If he could save them, surely he could obtain nurous divinity, right!
He raised his head, discovered everyone had the sa thought—rescue the Saintess.
Let’s hope she’s still alive.
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