A Prophet said, "Exactly, otherwise, given the depth of the Royal City Sewer, we would never find him."
"The Judgers have already suffered considerable losses. Judgnt Chief Lucian expended so much effort and still failed to locate them."
redith turned her head and said gently, "Little Rod, you may go back now. Thank you for your help. When we are ready or need your assistance again, we will co to find you."
Rod asked with so concern, "Do you have a way to penetrate the concealnt of the Book of Destiny?"
redith nodded, "Of course, it is just a Demi Divine Artifact, whereas the White Tower itself is a true Divine Artifact."
An apprentice added, "Of the Unique level."
Only then did Rod feel at ease. Only by completely exterminating these vermin could he focus entirely on the invasion of the Dream Realm and ensure the faster and more stable developnt of Trolian.
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After returning to the Fire Hall, Rod had intended to rest for a while to completely eliminate the after-effects of the Giant God Power.
He used it for less than half a second in the Dream Realm, but the weak state clung to him like a chronic disease of the bones. In this state, Rod felt extrely tired doing anything, though he could still fight and his fighting power was unaffected. Yet, he always felt like he was carrying a heavy burden in his mind.
The Book of Knowledge told him this was a semi-weak state. If he had used the power for a longer duration, he would have entered a total weak state. At that ti, his soul would beco extrely vulnerable, unable to muster Spiritual Energy, unable to use the characteristic abilities of the soul, unable to withstand any shocks against the soul.
Therefore, when using Giant God Power, one must ensure they can kill the enemy, or have companions nearby.
Otherwise, powerless to resist, he could only be killed.
However, as soon as Rod returned to the Fireplace Area, the fla emblem on his collar boiled up, with surging fire light shining in all directions. This indicated not only his promotion from the Second Level to the First Level combat sequence but also signified the high importance of this mission.
Rod’s heart sank. Just his luck, he had just overco the invasion crisis, consud a great deal of Spiritual Energy, and had not yet recovered from his weak state. His condition was bad.
And a mission of great importance to Trolian was bound to involve a lot of Divinity.
Rod was reluctant to let go of the substantial amount of Divinity he had gained from rescuing Star City, and he rembered it very clearly.
This near-fatal experience from the invasion left him still shaken, which made Rod even more concerned about acquiring every bit of Divinity.
How could he let such an opportunity pass?
Rod hesitated for a mont but decided to go see what the mission was first. Perhaps there was a way to take on the task and rest for a day too.
If it really didn’t work out, he would have to reluctantly give up.
Thinking this, Rod hurried to the inner hall of the Fire Hall.
The Inner Hall was at the very center of the Hall, a very large circular hall made of Red Stone, appearing heavy, solemn, and as hard as the foundation stone itself, symbolizing stability.
It also symbolized that the warriors who ca here were the backbone of humanity, the core foundation of the superstructure.
When Rod arrived, he found that a large number of Second Level Combatants had already gathered.
They all wore the sa red robes, the sa double fla emblems, almost every one of them with a composed deanor, wearing various powerful Spiritual equipnt, holding or wearing significant Soul Weapons, each bearing a remarkable presence, clearly respectable fighters one would admire at first sight.
Only Rod stood out with his bare robe, carrying sothing resembling a dung fork on his back, an ordinary-looking sword at his waist, standing in the crowd attracting many eyes.
Rod heard soone whispering.
"Who is he?"
"He’s so young and already in the Inner Hall?"
"Rod? I don’t recognize him."
"Oh! The Black Bag of Rice!"
Rod’s face didn’t look too good. For the first ti, he realized that his na was not well known here; instead, his moniker was more widely recognized.
He silently resolved that once the Dream Realm was fully restored, he would widely reveal its secrets and get rid of all these ridiculous nicknas.
He had to co up with a nickna that was both cool and impressive. Black Bag of Rice really had no presence and was counterproductive for boosting the morale of humanity.
The circular hall quickly filled with people. Rod glanced around and estimated there were roughly a hundred.
This was likely only part of the Second Level Combatants of the Trolian Security; many were still on missions or in rest.
Most here were between thirty and fifty years old. The younger ones were in the minority, and most of them were familiar faces, including the Great Sword Tai Luo, Undefeated Jessica, and the Shining Fei Xue, all part of the new stars.
Tai Luo, in particular, was boasting about Rod in the crowd, variously explaining his heroic deeds and the miracles he created.
This made many people pause in wonder, prompting continuous questions.
"Is that true?"
"Can that even happen?"
"A Starfire Series Fire Spark can do that?"
"If I had only his strength, I certainly couldn’t achieve such feats."
"Pfft! What kind of odd na is Fire Spark? Why have I never heard of it before?"
"I just spent a few months focused on combat, how does it feel like several years have passed?"
"The change is too great, I still can’t believe it. Our nation’s territory has nearly doubled."
"I can’t believe it either, it’s like waking up to so many new companions."
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