Royal City.
Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
Within the golden Holy Fire, the King quietly floated.
His spirit and the Holy Fire had completely rged, and his soul was imrsed in the Spirit Realm.
Spirit Realm.
A vast amount of Spiritual Energy centered around the projection of the Holy Fire, forming a vortex, and the energy of the Spirit Realm was being rapidly drawn in.
The speed was so fast that all the surrounding Spiritual Energy had been drained.
The dried-up Spirit Realm cracked like parched earth.
But after just one ti granule, infinite Spiritual Energy seeped out from Space, moistening the parched Spirit Realm.
The King Soul had penetrated the Sea of Source through the Spirit Realm, like a funnel continuously drawing up Spiritual Energy from the sea’s bottom layers.
In this way, after an unknown amount of ti, the King finally opened his eyes.
The Spiritual Power Vortex gradually cald, and the spirit and soul slowly retracted.
He flew out of the Holy Fire, looking visibly exhausted.
"Ah, I was careless."
The King gently exhaled.
"How much Spiritual Energy did that boy borrow from the Void... Didn’t expect it to create such a big hole, filling it up was really tiring... Even the Holy Fire was slightly affected. Before the divine battle arrives, the Holy Fire must be maintained in the best state."
The King found a comfortable posture and sat sideways on the throne, casually picking up a bowl of Soul Soup, drinking it clean in one gulp.
"Hmm, without a heart, recovery is also slow."
"Tsk, another bad weather, the pressure on the Holy Fire has increased, and the pollution of the starry sky is gradually worsening."
"It’d be better to have Rod establish the throne of the Holy King soon."
"Well, this is the most important task, prioritize it at the highest level, let the Supre Council deploy thirty thousand production personnel, plus a million laborers and civilians, and within a week, the Bright Light City should be built."
The King handled so affairs for a while, but the Fire Priest quickly brought more.
The desk in front of the throne was again piled high.
Even worse, not long after, Defense Chief Ryan himself ca.
He started with bad news.
"King, according to the latest calculations by the Military War Departnt, it’s nearly impossible for us to complete the expansion and the defense setup of Great Dragon City before the God of Contaminated Blood arrives, and the descent ceremony of fire also lacks various resources."
He opened a Spiritual Energy imager and began detailing the difficulties they encountered.
The King listened silently to his words, on the Spiritual Energy imager before him, red dots flashed everywhere.
He quickly summarized the key points.
First, there are too many and too strong monsters, the further outward, the more so.
Second, not enough combat power.
Third, insufficient battle supplies.
Before Ryan finished, Bossivale rushed in.
He had only one issue, lack of resources, especially those necessary for the True King Ceremony, including Soul Residue, Soul Trait Blocks, and so extrely rare minerals.
The two barely said a few words before they began to argue with each other.
Their conflict mainly lay in one point, Bossivale believed that combat power should be prioritized to improve before going into battle.
Whereas Ryan thought the opposite, that combat power and resources should be used to complete the expansion first, then improve afterward, otherwise it would delay ti, affecting the layout of defense facilities.
Their argunt was not over when Great Priest gan and Taboo Armant Leader Ryanbeck also arrived at the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
They hoped the King could allocate more resources to enhance Calier’s secret troops and the size of the Taboo Armant.
The argunt imdiately escalated.
Bossivale was extrely opposed to these two entities.
In Saint Reel, besides Spiritual Fire and Starfire, there were no other paths.
In his eyes, the Unawakened who fused with monsters, Spirit Bearers who devoured soul traits, and Taboo ones controlled by the Silver Oath were all wrong paths, indistinguishable from monsters, with no future, they should all be cut out and destroyed.
Great Priest gan and Taboo Armant Leader Ryanbeck jointly refuted, bringing out much evidence to prove their irreplaceable role in battle.
Bossivale despised them greatly, asking only one question.
Not to ntion the issues of losing control and turning into monsters, how could the Unawakened, Spirit Bearers, or Taboo ones beco Monarch Level? If they have no potential to beco Monarch Level, then it is aningless, a path without upper limits is destined to be a dead end.
However, both had long prepared for this question.
Great Priest gan presented Annie, Ryanbeck presented phit, and once again they started arguing.
Seeing the argunt about to escalate, the King suddenly stood up.
The weighty expression made everyone stop arguing, and worried glances all focused on the King’s face.
"Soone broke through to Level 15 Spiritual Energy,"
the King said.
"I felt the tremor of the spirit, it is Level 15 Spiritual Energy."
The next mont, smiles blossod on everyone’s faces.
In such an urgent battle situation, nothing was more joyful than such news.
Bossivale jumped up saying, "Ah, I felt it too, this specific Spiritual Energy wave is very distinctive."
Great Priest gan, Ergency Armant Leader Ryanbeck, and Defense Chief Ryan did not have such keen perception, eagerly asking, "Did he break through to Monarch Level?"
The King closed his eyes, "Hmm, the Spiritual Energy is light and nimble, the power is weak, no Law manifests, no Strong Source, unfortunately, only half a step into Monarch Level."
Everyone had a bit of disappointnt on their faces, but joy remained the main the, as it was a good ssage, not one among many bad ones.
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