Veins bulged on Horus’s forehead, his eyes wide open, exerting all his strength, yet he still couldn’t place the Holy Fire Seed in the designated position.
Within the Holy Fire, Rod also felt an imnse strain, gradually becoming unable to hold on.
"Book."
He couldn’t help but ask.
"What is going on here?"
The Book of Knowledge hesitated: "Master, this is beyond my range of knowledge, but I vaguely feel it’s an issue of positioning."
An issue of positioning?
This sentence suddenly enlightened Rod, who risked injury to open the Eye of the Soul within the Holy Fire.
In the next instant, the scene before him changed dramatically; the golden flas turned into intangible airstreams, and the incandescent light transford into gentle flas. Beneath the fla was a transparent "base," inside which were several transparent cavities, two of which contained Holy Fire Seeds, while a faint firelight was in the third cavity connected to them.
Clearly, his target was the third cavity, yet the Holy Fire Seed in his hand was far off, resting before the seventh cavity. This cavity was dark, devoid of any light; clearly, it couldn’t be inserted.
"It turns out I was wrong!"
Rod suddenly realized, forcibly clasping his hands together to move the Holy Fire Seed to the third cavity.
Boom!
Accompanied by a loud bang seemingly from the void, the Holy Fire Seed was driven into the cavity, and golden flas burst forth, instantly filling the entire cavity and connecting with the other two cavities.
At that mont, Rod felt an extrely strong current rising from beneath him, shooting straight into the boundless sky, a vast, sacred aura spreading out as if he had entered a higher-dinsional space. Golden flas poured forth beside him, stretching to the edge of the universe.
"It’s a success!"
Thunderous cheers ca from afar, like the sound from another space.
Rod looked back in confusion, seeing only the flas tinged with a hint of white glow, a stronger aura of fire rushing toward him, almost as if he had arrived in Fire Heaven.
Success?
Rod felt as if a balloon inside him was inflating infinitely, and joy spread throughout his body.
The Holy Fire had completed a second fusion, possessing three Holy Fire Seeds, becoming even stronger.
He turned to look, and sure enough, within the King’s soul, the black corruption was suppressed, the spread of decay slowed.
The King’s brows relaxed, and his face seed to show a slight smile.
Under the sight of the Eye of the Soul, Rod clearly saw that there was a mass of golden fire burning within his soul.
Is that the "Divine Fire"?
The core of the Ancient God and the True King, a soul ignited by divinity, embodying spirit and root origin.
Previously, Rod couldn’t see it.
Evidently, with the Holy Fire’s strength, the King has beco stronger!
From the mories obtained from Asa, Rod learned that the Source Heavenly God Throne is like a stove; the stronger the fire, the more the stove burns, and the more it can cook.
Good!
Rod clenched his fist.
When the King awakens, humanity will have a greater probability of change, no matter what disaster befalls, everything will tilt in a positive direction.
Hahaha, this is what it ans for man to conquer heaven!
——
When Rod stepped out of the Holy Fire, he found the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground had already transford into a sea of joy, everyone smiling, embracing, kissing, and touching one another.
Of course, the latter two actions were limited to those with special relationships — aside from Rod, everyone here had a special relationship with him. As soon as he stepped out of the Holy Fire, he was imdiately surrounded. The clever Rod quickly chose to fall into the embrace of a girl to avoid being kissed and touched by the robust n.
Behind him, the Holy Fire, now possessing three Holy Fire Seeds, had grown larger and more magnificent. The golden flas shot into the sky as if burning to the universe’s edge, while the white-glow specks in the golden light added a sacred and grand aura.
Throughout Trolian, all Fire Holders felt a change, like a fire burning in their hearts. The fiery presence flowed through their bodies, Spiritual Energy beca more active, and their souls felt lighter.
Not only that, in every town, village, outpost, settlent, castle, and fortress, all Guardian Fires beca brighter and stronger.
This is the entirety of humanity’s hope—the power of the Holy Fire. When it grows stronger, everything related to fire grows stronger, without exception.
As the news of the Holy Fire’s strengthening spread, all of Trolian was engulfed in celebration, everyone praying silently for these days to never end, to last forever.
However, Rod was slightly disappointed when Priscilla and Horus, after checking on the King’s condition, discovered that even after the enhancent, the Holy Fire still couldn’t completely dispel the corruption in the King’s soul; a new Soul Technique still needed to be perford.
How could this be?
Rod frowned, unable to understand. What corruption could be stronger than the Source Black Fog, such that even after two enhancents, the Holy Fire couldn’t remove it?
Yet the Book of Knowledge told him: "Master, I sense that the success rate of the Soul Technique has greatly increased. Whereas previously, dozens of Colorful Dreams might have been needed, now just one will suffice."
"Alright."
Rod reluctantly accepted this fact, using a "Colorful Dream" on Horus and Priscilla as they entered the Holy Fire to heal the King.
Indeed, Priscilla’s new Soul Technique was highly successful, precisely cutting away the stubborn corruption within the King’s soul; as it was removed from the King’s Soul, the Holy Fire devoured it completely.
"The soul surgery was very successful."
Priscilla, usually expressionless, couldn’t help but show a slight smile.
"The King’s soul body damage is reduced to the theoretical minimum, now we only need to await his recovery."
Horus smiled and said: "The recovery ti might be a bit long, as the Holy Fire also changed, we noticed the King’s soul also evolving towards a more powerful form. We estimate he will awaken in about three or four weeks."
Priscilla nodded: "By then, we will have a stronger King."
No news could be better than this, everyone was imrsed in a joyful atmosphere, though the only slightly unhappy was Luo Weiya, who was relentlessly promoting his new "Fire Heaven" theory, much to the annoyance of others.
After all this, Rod’s divinity finally arrived.
——Assisted in killing the Pope of the White Sect, O’Sullivan, allowing fallen souls to rest, Divinity 400
——Assisted in retrieving the Holy Fire Seed, enhancing the strength of fire, Divinity 1600
——Assisted in healing the King of Trolian, bringing hope, Divinity 600
——Violently agitating the Source feedback from the Black Fog, disturbing the dormant Dark Power, Divinity -200
The dazzling divinity dazzled Rod’s eyes, filling him with joy, but once he cald down, he felt dissatisfied.
What do you an by "assisted"?
Didn’t I kill the Pope by myself? Who assisted ?
Wasn’t I the only one who retrieved the Holy Fire Seed?
Most of the credit for healing the King should be mine; without my Colorful Dream, could the King recover?
The Pope might have gone easy by 1% at most; wasn’t the remaining 99% of the effort mine?
How could it be called assistance?
Rod was indignant, but no matter how he protested this injustice, the lost divinity could not be returned.
Helplessly, he turned his gaze to the Obelisk.
Divinity: 9271
A joyful explosive feeling erupted inside him, and Rod imdiately focused on the soul side of the Obelisk, viewing the stars within.
[Sacrifice]
Ignition requirents: 3 Divine Souls, 9 Root Origins, 900 Soul Firewood, 900 Soul Flowers
Enough!
Rod clenched his fist.
One Soul Firewood requires 10 points of divinity, so 900 Soul Firewood is 9000 points of divinity—this was his greatest difficulty in igniting [Sacrifice].
But now, it’s also been solved.
Having obtained three Root Origins each from the Blood God’s and the Pope’s souls, plus the strong source and origin harvested earlier, he also had enough in terms of Root Origin.
Soul Flowers are not difficult for Rod at the mont, not at all.
The only thing missing is three Divine Souls!
What frustrated Rod most was that the Pope’s soul could not be used at the mont.
This ant he was short by two Divine Souls.
What should I do?
Where can I find those two Divine Souls?
Rod was deeply troubled by this.
At that mont, a line of strange information appeared before him.
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