After speaking, she flashed and disappeared into the air.
Rod was stunned for quite so ti before coming back to his senses.
Understanding that Jelaba and the others were worried about him, they hurriedly notified the Royal City, calling for dical support.
The Royal City imdiately dispatched one of the top Soul Masters, Priscilla, to ensure Rod’s safety.
After all, he was their brightest new star, one of the towering pillars of the Royal City, the legendary Angel Envoy sent by Fire Will to save humanity; it’s only fitting they take him seriously.
Rod slowly propped himself up, feeling a stabbing pain still in his soul.
The aftereffects of the [Superstar Flash] were too intense; during its accumulation of spiritual energy, the reckless state made Rod almost suspect his soul would be sucked in.
However, its power was indeed strong; at least a Quasi-King Level Monster was defeated in a single strike, instantly dissolving upon contact.
However, the energy accumulation ti was too long and uncontrollable.
Rod clenched his fist, feeling only the sting in his depleted soul, with no other feedback.
Clearly, his spiritual energy had been severely overdrawn and hadn’t recovered even after such a long rest.
"This ability isn’t very usable,"
Rod muttered.
The Teleportation Gate opens once a day, like clockwork, and given the current situation, he won’t be able to recover much spiritual energy by the ti it opens tomorrow.
More importantly, after the Star Tower is restored tomorrow, he still needs to attempt to awaken the Star Soul of the [Giant God Power].
This must not be delayed.
What to do?
Amidst his pondering, the Book of Knowledge suddenly spoke.
"Master, Master! There’s trouble! We’re in danger!"
Rod’s heart tightened, and he imdiately returned to the Dream Realm.
At a glance, he saw countless ripples spreading across the outer layer of the Dream Realm, like the surface of a lake under heavy rain.
"It’s a demon!"
The Book of Knowledge shouted urgently.
"These are accursed creatures from the Demon Wilderness; their spiritual energy is very strong, and there are many of them. They’re very troubleso. I originally tried to bypass them but inadvertently stirred up another group of demons hidden in the light fog."
With a thought, Rod had already seen the outer layer of the Dream Realm; ever since he deepened his connection with the Dream Realm, he could do this, though the only drawback was the short sight range. But it was enough for him to see that group of demons.
They were a very ugly type of creature, with slender bodies covered in black pustules, each pustule protruded with a pale tongue.
Just the sight of their disgusting appearance made Rod feel physically uncomfortable.
Their spiritual power strength was approximately between level 14 to 15, with no source, but under the super strong perception of the [Divine Sense], Rod discovered that their souls had so sort of special connection in the ethereal world, sothing similar to the King Level Monster he encountered and the Quasi-King Level Monster as a container.
Is this thing the product of an accursed creation by so powerful King Level existence?
Rod frowned, feeling the protection power of the Dream Realm continuously decreasing.
There were too many demons; at a glance, there were no less than a thousand. No wonder the Book of Knowledge urgently summoned him.
"Prepare for battle."
Rod ca to the Light Platform, placing both hands on the control core.
"I’ll control the Sun Tower, while you go and control the Divine Mirror. All three Ghost Kings, Aphro, Asa, leave the Dream Realm to fight."
"Yes, Master!"
The creations and Angel Envoys of the Dream Realm responded in unison.
The Evil Ghost King, Devil King, walked out of the Dream Realm first, followed closely by the puppet holding the Shield of Darkness, while Asa floated casually at the back, as if it were their leader.
The Book of Knowledge opened a small section of Dream Protection to facilitate their exit.
"Be careful,"
it warned.
"Demons are very troubleso; their claws contain deadly toxins and pollution, which will continuously damage the soul. Don’t get hit."
Asa replied arrogantly, "In my presence, they are all scum."
The puppet said nothing; without the blessing of divinity, its spiritual energy was only level 13, comparable to an ordinary First Level Combatant. This battle, its main task was to properly use the "Shield of Darkness" to block as many attacks as possible.
The battle quickly began, and the three Ghost Kings roared, charging directly into the demon swarm,
with a loud crash, scattering all the demons, like three Black Bears charging into a swarm of bats.
The flying speed of the three Ghost Kings was not very fast; they were strong in physical power, while the demons were incredibly agile, striking and running in a flash.
The Book of Knowledge shouted, "This is their usual battle tactic, using toxins and pollution to torture the enemy!"
However, although the three Ghost Kings were passively being attacked, their physical strength was extrely high, with toxins infecting slowly and pollution difficult to spread.
Asa sneered, "Toxins? Pollution? Nothing compares to dung, co, let you feel the power of dung!"
He spread his arms wide, and a gray curse spread like mist, swiftly infecting all the demons.
"Hahaha, feel the power of the Devourer King of Dung?"
"No excrent allowed, I said!"
The puppet stood cautiously by Asa, wielding the Shield of Darkness.
Asa nodded, "Not bad, you are a very diligent guardian. In the future, you can be my personal bodyguard. I especially permit you to stand by my side when I defecate."
The puppet ignored him, concentrating on wielding the Shield of Darkness and accurately blocking all the demon’s attacks.
Sure enough, as ti passed, the demon’s speed slowed down.
In Rod’s sight, he clearly saw waste accumulating in its soul, chaotic and unable to utilize residual heat, echoing within its body and unable to disperse.
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