Star Town.
A massive explosion shook the earth, fiery lights devoured all the giants and blood-red flesh upon the ground, and its intense brightness penetrated the black fog, allowing everyone to see a reddened expanse even with their eyes covered.
When the light receded, the scene before everyone’s eyes left them speechless.
The explosion had created a nearly thousand-yard-wide crater; the ground had lted into a molten state, with glowing magma flowing inside it.
And there stood Rod at the center of the crater, unscathed.
This was the Kales’ Sa Temperature Cannon.
The most powerful explosive in the realm of Dream Creation.
Equally, it was extrely expensive.
Even now, ten thousand units of Spiritual Energy couldn’t be disregarded casually; the Sun Crystal was equally precious and couldn’t be used at will.
Only phit, who was free of charges, could endlessly produce Ghost Shells (sponsored by the Mahara conglorate).
Rod had stored a total of twenty.
Half had been used in this instance, and to say he did not feel the pinch would be a lie.
But knowing the great danger this monster posed, Rod still used it without hesitation.
Star Town was his Source of Divinity, which must not be damaged at any cost.
Not only that, Rod had now beco the super-rich of Royal City, unmatched by many.
And all these, were thanks to Star Town.
The Elder Council’s oversight in the past had enabled today’s achievents of Rod.
In recognition of his rits, following the campaign, Royal City did not reclaim ownership of Star Town, and thus Rod beca the only individual with a private territory.
This was a special case for the first ti in hundreds of years in Trolian.
Compared to that, using ten Kales’ Sa Temperature Cannon was a small price to pay.
Rod watched gratifyingly as dozens of thin black lines rged into one larger black line and entered his body.
Soul of the Withered Giant
A Very Powerful Soul
Normally wandering the outer layers of the Spirit Realm, it was unknown why it had co to the Material World
Hmm?
Rod frowned after reading the information from the soul.
What about the Source?
Didn’t it have a Source?
Why was there no ntion of it on the soul?
Rod glanced around—the massive explosion had blown the monster’s ashes who knows where, and the dazzling magma emitted intense heat, swallowing everything within the crater.
He knew if the soul didn’t have the Source, then it must possess Source Material.
Source Material is indestructible.
It must still be within the crater.
After scanning the area briefly, suddenly Rod saw a shadow moving up and down within the magma.
He imdiately conjured Star Lines, forming a very long fork, and lifted the shadow out of the magma.
He caught it with a swing of his hand.
It wasn’t hot at all, in fact, it was slightly cool.
Rod opened his palm; it was a red gemstone, inside the lucid hexahedron it seed as though fresh blood was pulsating.
Suddenly a line of information ca to mind.
Divine Blood Gemstone
It really is Source Material!
The Dream would identify Source Material and provide him with the relevant information.
Joy surged in Rod’s heart.
He rembered clearly, the Third Star Justice Execution required one Source Material quantification he needed was exactly this.
After obtaining more powerful creations from dreams, this star had been dormant for a long ti; the "Spiritual Energy Sixth Layer lody" was already inadequate for his needs.
Neither the Star Shuttle nor Kales’ Sa Temperature Cannon could be matched by its power, and its charging ti was too long, which was very inconvenient.
Rod hadn’t used it in a long ti.
Unexpectedly, he had obtained its Source Material here.
It seems I can instantly fire again.
Ha ha ha.
Rod laughed joyfully, whistling happily.
Anna leaped into the crater and carried him out.
The crater was too big, filled with magma everywhere, and he couldn’t jump out on his own.
Rod dismounted from horseback, and everyone imdiately crowded around him, their faces a mix of shock and joy.
Particularly people like O’Hara and Conrad were so astonished they couldn’t speak, admiration filled their eyes.
Only phit was indifferent; once the crisis was averted, she turned and went back to her workshop.
No one minded, everyone was enthusiastically gathered around Rod, hoping to hear more details about the super explosive from him.
Rod bluffed, pushing everything onto the black bucket.
If soone questioned it, then he would drag Theodore into it.
Usually, after ntioning Theodore, no one would doubt any further.
The news of the victory spread quickly through Star Town, but it was no longer a surprise; everyone took it for granted that Lord Rod would win, as it was just one of his countless victories.
The most valuable aspect was that they had another reason to celebrate.
The drinkers in the tavern had already started toasting, raising their glasses to Lord Rod in the distance, then drinking deeply.
Life in Star Town continued as usual, no one knew they had just been on the brink of annihilation.
When Rod returned to the Administration Hall, Molly resud work.
There was a bowl of pale green Mushroom Wine on her desk.
Rod picked it up and drank.
"Bleh, why is it cold? Didn’t I ask you to warm the wine? Could it be I ca back too quickly and you hadn’t had the chance yet, ha ha ha, I’ve told you..."
Molly said indifferently, "I ward it three tis, it’s still cool."
Rod was slightly embarrassed— he had intended to mimic warming up the wine before slaying the monster, but the battle lasted longer than expected, and the wine had gone cold.
"All right, I admit I was a bit slow. I should have used the big guns right away."
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