Rod felt very frustrated.
"So many of you Strong individuals, and none of you can clean the sewer?"
The Chief High Rank Priest said sowhat aggrievedly, "The situation in the sewer is extrely complicated, the paths are intricate, Space is narrow, creatures are concealed, and most importantly, you can’t casually destroy anything in the sewer. The Strong must restrain their powers to prevent destroying the fragile sewer walls and affecting the Prophetic Towers on the ground. We once expended great effort to invite Rhein to clean the sewer, but the consequences were a disast... uh, not ideal."
Another Priest said, "The Prophetic Towers need a large amount of Water of Prophetic and Purification Liquid at all tis to ensure the efficiency of our core Crystal Light Prism, the sewer..."
Rhein coughed.
"I got a little lost, there were too many twists and turns, and I couldn’t resist punching."
The young Priest beside him couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"One punch blew up one-fifth of the sewer, 6 Prophetic Towers collapsed, over 20,000 square yards of ground were damaged, 36 towers were hard, and it took us half a year of events to recover the losses from this disaster..."
Rhein’s face looked sowhat awkward, but he still argued, "I wasn’t the biggest destroyer, Romano was... Anyway, I heard from Trolian’s friends that you are the King of the sewer, possessing special abilities for dealing with it. Trolian’s Giant sewer was all cleared smoothly by you..."
Rod covered his face, ignoring the Book of Knowledge jumping and shouting in the Dream Realm that many Divinity owners should hurry to clear the sewer, and seriously explained:
"Rhein, High Rank Priest, and Great Shepherd Leader, I think you might have misunderstood, I, Rod, have no relation whatsoever with the sewer... However, for the sake of our friendship, I’m still willing to help you."
Rhein and the High Rank Priest imdiately showed smiles on their faces and promptly took out a complete set of sewer blueprints and various professional tools for unblocking the sewer.
"Take them away, take them away, don’t need these."
Rod pushed them aside in frustration, found a random crack, and jumped in, leaving the High Rank Priests staring at each other.
"Rod is going already?"
Rhein nodded solemnly, "Please trust him, Olivia once told that Rod returns to the sewer like a fish returns to water, a bird flies to the sky, a King sits on the Throne."
The High Rank Priests exchanged glances, each finding it hard to believe.
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"Are all the sewers in this world the sa?"
On the other side, Rod returned to the sewer and felt very frustrated. Despite Saint Longde’s sewer being very different from Trolian’s, fundantally it had no changes and was easily mastered by Rod.
He casually wandered the intricate passages, any twists in his eyes seeming as simple as a straight line, and in the chaotic dirty environnt, no creature could escape his Eye of the Soul, with his fully controlled Star Shuttle perfectly killing the creatures.
Walking in the sewer, Rod felt as if he was strolling in a quiet courtyard; he didn’t even need to move his fingers. The shimring Star Shuttle condensed around him, whirling like storm and rain, attacking in all directions, blowing up the sewer creatures until they were knocked over and shattered.
More terrifyingly, Asa suddenly woke up. Rod summoned a Phantom for him, allowing him to descend into the sewer.
With just a deep breath, he absorbed all the excrent in the entire area into his abdon.
"Ah, truly delicious, my power has grown again!"
Asa uttered a nauseating praise, and the filthy environnt made him feel as if he had returned ho. He wildly sucked and swallowed, madly licked and ate, not leaving a single inch of filth untouched.
The blockage in Saint Longde’s sewer was primarily due to two reasons - too many creatures had bred in the sewer, blocking the main passages.
The other reason was too much filth accumulation, slowing the water flow.
Once these two problems were solved, the entire sewer suddenly beca incredibly unblocked.
The Prophetic City, the prophets suddenly discovered that the sewer was unblocked, the water flowing smoothly, quickly carrying the filth into the sewer.
"Can this be?"
Rhein was astonished. Though he strongly recomnded, deep down, he was not entirely certain.
"Could he truly be the King of the sewer?"
The Priests didn’t think much; their cheers instantly echoed throughout the Prophetic City. They could finally activate the Prophetic Tower with maximum efficiency.
After estimation, the prophetic efficiency for the entire Saint Longde increased by 33%.
Henceforth, the title of the King of the sewer resounded among the high ranks of Saint Longde.
But what nobody expected was that Rod not only cleaned the sewer.
At its lowest level, after Asa had absorbed all the filth, Rod suddenly discovered so strange black Corrosive Material, ford into clumps blocking the crucial sewer passage.
"Master."
Asa sneered, saying.
"This is definitely the trace of malevolence, I already scent that dark, wet, twisted aura... If I guessed correctly, it should be the Dark Spirit, I am familiar with ordinary malevolence aura; it intensely has malevolent aura, unusually subtle, but with a vague deeper feeling."
Rod’s heart tensed; this was his first ti seeing firsthand the destruction caused by the Dark Spirit. Only from the surface, there was no apparent anomaly; these coagulated Corrosive Materials looked identical to those ford naturally.
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