This soul was the first and most complete one he had obtained after he had completed the "quantification" of the Dark Devourer.
Because of its special na, it had escaped many rounds of sacrifice and had been preserved until now.
Unexpectedly, it had proven to be useful at this ti.
[Annihilate]: Destroy the soul to obtain the ability that the person was best at before death, based on the uniqueness and completeness of the soul, lasting up to seven sunsets at most, and as short as a grain of ti.
This was an ability that the Soul Altar possessed after reaching a complete state.
Rod had occasionally used it to annihilate the souls of monsters to obtain their abilities.
But the effect was not very good, as the souls of monsters were completely different from those of humans, and Rod could only gain a part of their characteristics. Not only was the duration very short, but he also had to sacrifice multiple souls to enhance the effect.
He wondered what the soul of the Thief King would be like.
In theory, since he was known as the Thief King, his best abilities should be stealth and theft.
But Rod was not entirely sure. He approached the Soul Altar, retrieved the soul from the Crystal Wall, held it in both hands, and with a thought, activated [Annihilate].
Dark flas surged violently from the depth of the soul, turning the large clump of gray mist into a burning fireball.
Seconds later, the fla died down, and the soul had disappeared without a trace.
A pale gray light flashed across Rod’s body.
He looked at his hands, feeling as if nothing had changed.
"Book," Rod asked uncertainly, "did I succeed?"
The Book of Knowledge wrote impatiently, "Why don’t you go out and try? Don’t bother with such trivial matters."
With that, it ran off swiftly.
"This guy..."
With a thought, Rod returned to the Material World and as soon as he stepped out of the main gate, he noticed sothing was amiss.
He was currently at the King’s Hand’s residence, where high-level guards belonging to the King’s Guard were everywhere.
They were generally above the fourth level combatants with abundant experience and powerful perception, highly sensitive to every move around them. Yet, as he walked from his room and out of the residence, not a single person noticed him.
Turning back, Rod re-entered the residence.
This ti, with his spirit highly focused, he found that without realizing, his footsteps were silent like a cat’s, his figure was formless like the wind, and his presence had sohow beco extrely faint, blending seamlessly with the surroundings.
Rod tried to approach a King’s Hand who had just taken a Spiritual Power Potion and was in ditation, digesting it.
During ditation, their perception was sharpest, but Rod managed to reach behind him soundlessly, seeing a Short Sword cradled in his arms.
With a thought, he stretched out his guilty hands and the Short Sword changed hands without notice.
Rod examined it for a mont.
It was spiritual equipnt.
The blade was made of True Silver with a Star Light Ruby inlaid, and the hilt was a complete piece of Red Jade. The infused Spirit Energy would be channeled to stabilize the True Silver blade even more.
This was a weapon that inflicted significant additional damage to monsters, with the user focusing more on skill and speed, attacking frequently to weaken the monster’s Spiritual Energy, rather than striking heavy blows.
From this, it seed likely that this King’s Hand’s characteristic might be related to acceleration or evasion, which is why he chose such a weapon.
Having finished inspecting the Short Sword, Rod moved his hand, and it returned untouched to the King’s Hand’s embrace.
And he remained clueless.
Damn! This Thief King is no ordinary person!
Rod discovered jubilantly that this wasn’t just so skill; it seed also to be a reason for his trait.
His body beca hazy as if enveloped by an invisible mist. Parts of him, like his hands and feet, even turned translucent.
Hahaha, worthy of the na, Thief King Mister.
You maggots, your doomsday has arrived!
Amidst his laughter, Rod ran out of the residence, sprinting down the main street.
Sure enough, whether it was passersby or patrolling Guardians, all were oblivious to him.
And whether it was people or stores, everything appeared transparent to him.
He could take whatever he wanted with no restriction.
This whole way, driven rely by instinct, his hands had accumulated a multitude of inexpensive trinkets.
This was him still exercising restraint; otherwise, he could have stolen everything from everyone he passed.
Good!
If I don’t make a big score, it’d be a disservice to the na of the Thief King.
Now, let them feel the fear of being dominated by a thief from a thousand years ago.
Hahaha.
Rod set off toward the first target on his list.
The remaining six Chief Judges.
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Chief Judge Moli’s mansion.
This was one of the many luxurious mansions on Queen Street in the Upper City.
As a descendant of a Giant bloodline, Moli had monopolized the position of the Chief Judge of the eastern district, his family occupying this position generation after generation, but it was not until his ti that they prospered with the flourishing of the Royal City.
The entire mansion was filled with the air of the newly rich, with gold plating and silver everywhere, and even the pillars were covered with gold leaf.
As Rod walked through, he ripped off gold leaf after gold leaf, causing various servants and residents to cry out in surprise.
"Eh? What happened to the gold plating on this pillar?"
"The wall is peeling again."
"Ah, this house is too old, no matter how you dress it up, you can’t hide its ancient history. It’s about ti to... Where’s my money??"
Like a gust of wind, Rod passed through, sweeping away vanity and allowing them to revisit the old hardships, to rember the mission of humanity and not to get lost in the face of prosperity.
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