"Cough, cough!"
In an instant, all the small movies Rod had seen throughout his life flashed through his mind. The wonderful performances of his teachers imdiately corrected his abnormal state, bringing him back to normal.
But regardless, he dared not look at the Dark Moon Princess again, only fixating on Olivia.
The Moon Knight Olivia was considered a rare beauty, her skin as cold as ice, with facial features of remarkable sculpture-like quality, an air of valor and dignity between her brows, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
"Little Rod, long ti no see."
Olivia smiled and said.
"It’s truly unimaginable, in the blink of an eye, you have beco the True King. The once weak little brother who needed my protection has grown up into a man who stands tall."
Rod laughed, "Sister Olivia, although my strength surpasses yours, I will forever be that little brother in need of your love."
A sly gleam flashed in Olivia’s eyes: "To receive my love, you must save Troli."
Rod chuckled without replying. Even though Olivia combined both figure and beauty, with ti leaving not a trace on her, she still appeared youthful and blossoming, yet he was not very interested.
"I rely took a step ahead, Sister Olivia. You are Troli’s first Monarch, breaking the decades-old captivity where no power besides the king could ascend to Monarch. After completing the Ascension Ceremony, you might just save Troli."
Olivia’s eyes visibly brightened. For her, strength was undeniably the most crucial thing. Without it, she would lose everything, unable to protect Troli or the world that her brother once dearly loved.
"Really? Am I and the Dark Moon part of this cycle’s Ascension Ceremony candidates? Are we ranked just behind Horus and Kai? Have Jon, Qingyu, Alan, Viheler, Misha, Tai Luo, Jessica all been considered?"
Rod nodded with a smile, "Yes, everyone was considered, and the most suitable for the Ascension Ceremony are you all."
Olivia’s face blossod into a clear smile, while beside her, the Dark Moon Princess’s expression also slightly fluttered, lifting eyes clear as crystal and sparkling like moonlight to softly ask, " too?"
The Dark Moon Princess’s voice was soft and delicate, distinctly neutral. If Rod hadn’t known he was male, no one could believe such a graceful, extraordinary person was male.
"Of course."
"Are you sure, Lord Rod? Could a flesh assembly like , revived by forbidden rituals, undergo the Ascension Ceremony like normal humans?"
Rod had to turn his gaze towards him, but his sight drifted into the distance, blurring him into the background.
"Lord Dark Moon Princess, although I don’t know the specific details, I believe you are definitely a normal human. Otherwise, the King, Horus, the Master of the White Tower, wouldn’t have missed it. Your free life in the Royal City for so many years, even being a symbol of the highest honor as the Fire Son, proves this point..."
Rod paused for a mont and continued.
"If you still don’t believe it, I can tell you clearly, the selection for the Ascension Ceremony is determined by prophecy, aning the trajectory of fate recognizes you as a pillar of Troli, one of the towering great trees sheltering these billions of people."
Dark Moon Princess slightly lowered his eyes, a strand of hair falling to obscure his radiant countenance, yet elevating his entire aura another level, making even Bossivale turn away, not daring to look further.
"I understand, thank you, Lord Rod."
Olivia’s eyes also shimred with tears, casting looks of gratitude and appreciation towards Rod.
In the next second, a flash of Golden Light suddenly appeared before Rod’s eyes.
Flower of Humanity 10!
Flower of Humanity 15!
Is this possible?
Rod was stunned. These 10 points of Flower of Humanity ca from the Dark Moon Princess, while the 15 shares of Flower of Humanity ca from Olivia.
Clearly, although the Royal City wholeheartedly accepted this resurrected being, he still cared greatly about his origins, even becoming his ntal block, while Olivia was equally concerned about her brother yet unsure how to comfort him.
And the prophecy completely dispelled the knots in his heart, being an unpretentious, unequivocally neutral judgnt.
Bossivale smiled and said, "I think, precisely because of this, there are two candidates for this Ascension Ceremony, likely due to the unique bond between you."
Olivia nodded gently, "Indeed, in truth, both Dark Moon and I inherited his power. He was the true genius... a failed forbidden ritual took his life yet bestowed his soul upon us."
Rod curiously asked, "What is this ritual exactly? How could it achieve such a thing?"
Olivia gently shook her head:
"We don’t know either, it was told to us by an unknown mysterious person. This ritual was incomparably complex, incredibly cumberso, but for so reason, we succeeded in one attempt. However, simultaneously, upon completion, we forgot this knowledge, and the ritual crumbled and broke apart."
"To this day, the Royal City hasn’t unraveled the specifics of the ritual nor found that mysterious person, only deducing him as a Doomsday believer, a ticulously crafted conspiracy by Doomsday believers, intended to harm the Royal City’s brightest genius. But due to uncontrollable reasons, this goal wasn’t entirely achieved."
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