For a mont, Rod doubted his own eyes, suspecting a hallucination had taken hold of his mind.
But in the next instant, the crazed laughter that burst from the Book of Knowledge in his mind assured Rod that this was no illusion.
He had gained an unprecedented 900 million souls, an unprecedented nine portions of Soul Firewood, and one Source Material.
Exhilaration expanded within him like a balloon, slowly filling up every chamber of his heart.
At this mont, he only wanted to celebrate his harvest with an uninhibited laugh, without questioning why he could obtain so many souls, why he could gain the Dream Realm’s creation "Soul Firewood," or why such a thod could cause the otherwise indestructible Dark Phenonon to yield souls.
The Book of Knowledge had none of Rod’s reservations; it flapped its pages frantically as it ran through the Dream Realm, each gap between the pages filled with the words "hahaha," even forgetting to repair the Dream Protection work.
Strong Golden Light enveloped the land, and the twisted Dark Phenonon lted away like snowflakes under the blazing sun. All the "Child of the Stars" knights turned to ashes, resurrected monsters scattered on the ground like dust, and the "Dark Seal" vanished without a trace.
All threats and enemies had disappeared; their victory was undoubtedly secured.
In order not to arouse suspicion, Rod feigned composure, coughed, and with a smile, turned to say, "But like..."
Bang!
He was knocked solidly to the ground by the onrushing Iron Beard,
"Hey, what are you doing..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a horde of warriors descended upon him, engulfing Rod completely.
"We won!!"
"Hahaha, we did it!"
"Heaven’s sake, I can hardly believe this is real!"
"Lord Rod, you truly are our hero!"
"Rod forever victorious!"
"Forever victorious!"
"The fire never dies!"
Originally Rod had been standing, but lastly, the leap from Tai Luo that landed on him was the last straw that flattened him beneath at least thirty n.
"Hey! Get off , I can’t breathe..."
Xingge blinked curiously at them, sneakily recording the scene with her Recording Crystal.
Rod struggled for a long ti before he finally managed to free himself from the heavy mass of n; they had all been rendered giddy by victory, insisting on a robust embrace to express their overwhelming joy, and even the usually composed Commander Iron Beard was no exception, seemingly unconcerned that there was still, theoretically, a slight danger present, all in favor of celebrating that hard-won victory.
However, Rod felt sowhat balanced after finally getting to embrace Xingge.
The girl felt soft and slled nice in his arms, but Rod was no lolicon, so he harbored no ulterior motives.
The concerns he had did not materialize; nobody questioned his thods, simply taking them as another of the miraculous Rod’s charms. Everyone was imrsed in the joy of having successfully eradicated the source of the disaster, which for many was one of the best monts of their lives.
Witnessing the collapse of darkness before their eyes, the dominance of golden flas in space, and humanity’s repeated victories over the terrifying Black Fog fueled their relentless fight against the darkness.
Rod himself had been worried about the unresolved crisis at Storm Castle, but it turned out his worries were unfounded.
Nearly all the giant Horror Demons in the Black Forest had vanished, leaving behind only minor threats that posed no danger at all, and no more Living Corpse Knights appeared.
When they returned to Storm Castle, all they saw were the evaporating, black viscous remains scattered on the ground.
All the giant Horror Demons assaulting the fortress had completely lted away, confirming these grotesque creatures only existed because of the Dark Phenonon, their power sourced from the Dark Phenonon, from the polluted Demi Divine Artifact of the Starry Kingdom, not from their own souls.
Therefore, Rod could not reap many souls from them.
But when he eliminated the source, all the souls he was owed exploded out at once.
Just the thought of this made Rod want to laugh.
He had never gained so many souls in one go before; this ti he had feasted grandly, and he could soon kindle new stars.
Storm Castle was already aware of their victory, and all were greeted as heroes, with Tai Luo and Rod, the two rising stars, utterly engulfed by the crowd.
Only the King Candidate Xingge was a special case, shielded by her Guard Knights, spared from any unwelco advances.
And after listening to their detailed battle report, everyone was imnsely astonished; the battle was far more treacherous than imagined. Had it not been for the tily arrival of the new stars, Tai Luo and Rod, their mission would have undoubtedly failed.
Iron Beard was effusive in his praise, giving them the highest comndation.
Of course, he himself also had an indelible part in the successful command.
And Xingge, who had exposed the root cause of the Dark Phenonon, naturally deserved a share of the credit as well.
Nobody objected to such a distribution, as it could not have been fairer.
With a smile plastered on his face, Iron Beard said, "Not just us, but everyone involved in battle has contributed. This ti we’ve resolved a massive source of disaster, not only saving Storm Castle and securing the outer defense ring but also halting the decline of an entire region. The catastrophe caused by the Dark Phenonon was far more terrifying than we had imagined, and the Royal City will bestow upon us the highest honors and rewards."
Xingge blinked and asked, "Was it that formidable?"
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