Dream Realm.
The Book of Knowledge gathered the remnants of the Book of the Future, placed them back on the shelf, and infused enough soul and spirituality.
Watching as the hazy glow enveloped the broken book, the shattered pages began to slowly nd, and the Book of Knowledge finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, the shattered puppet was sent back to the Dream Realm.
Now, it couldn’t see the slightest trace of its original form, just a pile of dust.
But the Book of Knowledge did not worry.
The soul of the puppet belonged to the Dream Realm, as long as the Dream Realm existed, even if its soul shattered, it would return to the Dream Realm.
As long as its soul was there, even if its body was completely shattered, it could still be restored, though the cost would be higher. Being able to recover even these remnants would save a considerable amount of soul resources.
Sure enough, after the Book of Knowledge waited for a mont, the shattered soul dust of the puppet gathered within its body’s ashes and soon reford into shape.
The Shield of Darkness, serving as its soul weapon, also appeared, but only as a transparent ring; the main body had completely shattered and would only be restored once its soul was fully healed.
The Book of Knowledge returned the remnants of the puppet to the House of God, investing more soul flowers and spiritual flowers, mixing them thoroughly before spreading them on the rocking chair.
The faint glow of spirituality gradually erged, indicating that it was recovering.
After doing all this, the Book of Knowledge breathed a long sigh of relief, at which mont the master’s voice rang out again.
"Book, I’m going to use [Ti Wander]."
The Book of Knowledge shuddered inwardly, knowing the master was about to use his trump card.
"Are you preparing to summon the Phantom of the past Starry Queen?"
This was theoretically the strongest being he could summon, provided by Heigao’er.
Rod most regretted that [Ti Wander] had many limitations; otherwise, he would directly summon the King from not long ago, effectively bringing two True Kings to the scene.
"Yes, the summoning requires 100 points of divinity, but what I’m asking is if there’s anyone stronger."
The Book of Knowledge shook its head: "No, Master, she is your best choice right now."
Rod nodded; he actually already knew this answer but just wanted to ask.
With a thought, the soul lightly touched [Ti Wander], and in an instant, countless mories surged forth, faces erged within his soul, but it quickly locked onto one.
The appearance of the Starry Queen appeared in his mind; she was so real, her every frown and smile as if she truly existed in his mories.
The numbers of ti appeared above her head, a long line stretching from an unseen distance, locking onto the mont of the battle at Starry Sky City.
There was a cursor on the line, seemingly movable to select the ti, but unfortunately, Rod found the cursor to be gray and unmovable.
Perhaps it was due to the special nature of the Starry Queen.
Rod thought, gritting his teeth as 100 points of divinity were poured into the stars.
The imagery of mories detached from his mind, transforming into reality.
The gray mist descended before him, forming a female silhouette; this was the Starry Queen during the battle at Starry Sky City. Back then, after vanquishing the Mysterious Shadow, the mont her ti began to flow again, her soul vanished.
At this mont, the Starry Queen would certainly not be at the peak of her powers, but the summoned phantom faced no constraints, uninfluenced by the Black Fog.
"Finally, I can know the true power of the Starry Queen."
Rod was sowhat expectant; influenced by various factors, he had never truly known the extent of the Starry Queen’s capabilities, only certain that she was not yet a True King.
The next second.
The phantom opened her eyes, and at that mont, the Sea of Source trembled, strange vibrations reverberating through the void, a resonance of the Source Law.
"Ah, I have returned."
The phantom spoke softly; her voice was ethereal and hollow, as though it did not belong to this ti.
"Little Rod, I see you again, perhaps for the last ti. Ah, you have beco a powerful monarch. Truly delightful, worthy of being Heigao’er’s successor. I believe it won’t be long before you beco a true King, just like him."
Rod’s heart trembled; he had grasped a crucial piece of information: Heigao’er was a True King.
This was actually expected, but further contemplation posed the question: how was the Dream Realm broken then? What exactly happened to end the Fire Epoch?
"Was he still a True King when in the Starry Kingdom?"
"Yes, but his power steadily waned, his sources extinguishing one by one. Ultimately, even his Root Origin extinguished. He had to hide in his abode, but was eventually conspired against by ancient evil thoughts. If I recall correctly, they are Ahe, Alan, Ack... Oh dear."
The phantom’s light dimd slightly.
"It seems I can’t share too many mories; the power sustaining my existence is limited... Ha, it appears you’re at a crucial mont of life and death yourselves."
She witnessed fierce battles, surging tides of blood, and the divine war above Great Dragon City.
Rod replied curtly: "Yes."
The phantom showed a distinct smile: "How wonderful, for ten thousand years I’ve pondered, given another chance, how might I prevent the fall of the Starry Kingdom? Alas, ti cannot reset, and the past will not repeat. But now, you’ve given a second chance, I can’t save my civilization, but I can save yours."
The power of the stars soared skyward, as the phantom echoed between heaven and earth.
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