This was also one of the reasons why he limited the number to no more than five people.
On the way, Jon said, "The area around Soul Devouring King Castle is mainly infested with Soul Devouring Demons and Soul Thirst Demons. These monsters are born from the influence of the Soul Devouring King’s characteristic, terrible demons. We should try our best not to alarm them. Following this route, we will enter the interior of the castle and reach the Sealing Land. There, we will use Mr. redith’s sealing, to replace the old and ineffective Starry Seal."
The person responsible for sealing, Hall, asked in a hoarse voice, "Do we have any information about the interior of the castle?"
Jon shook his head.
"The Soul Devouring King’s castle is too dangerous. The Investigation Legion can’t get in, and they’ve already lost three elite investigation teams trying."
The group fell silent.
Jon continued, "However, from the limited information we have, we infer that the Sealing Land of the Soul Devouring King seems to be at the very center of the castle, and the castle itself is accompanied by strong curses and pollution—this will need Misole and Rod."
Misole said softly, "Mr. Jon, I have no problem."
Rod didn’t speak; he had never been on a mission like this and didn’t know if there would be problems.
Jon didn’t mind and went on, "The Soul Devouring King is an extrely powerful Evil Spirit. The process of replacing and rebuilding the seal will encounter strong backlash. Hall, you must concentrate fully; we only have one chance. If we fail, the Royal City can only resort to the backup plan, and we will suffer huge losses."
In a hoarse voice, Hall answered, "I understand, don’t worry. I’ve endured much worse pain than this."
The scar that crossed his skull was enough to prove the weight of his words.
Jon’s expression was indifferent as he spoke calmly, "Misole, you must take on the backlash for him."
The petite Misole nodded lightly, "I will, Mr. Jon."
"Lastly, our principle is to avoid combat. In case we have to fight, Lily and I will resolve it quickly, and the rest of you will provide support from the side to minimize disturbance."
The three said nothing, just nodded in agreent.
Without incident, they traveled since Rod’s Spiritual Vision was strong, allowing them to avoid all wandering monsters.
About one clock hour later, they arrived at the castle of the Soul Devouring King.
Looking ahead, Rod saw a grand, oval-shaped building rising in the darkness, its outer layers gray and black, constructed from dense heaps of Corpses, its surface studded with huge spikes—like a giant sea urchin.
One side of the castle had collapsed as if a teor had created a massive gash in it.
Around the castle and at the breach, nurous giant, crawling monsters road—black, dozens of yards long, with massive tails and elongated tongues, their rotting flesh and organs exposed, like flayed lizards.
"Don’t let them notice us," Jon warned. "The Soul Thirst Demons are very troubleso."
In Rod’s vision, the Soul Waves of these monsters were extrely powerful, all of the Super Rank Strong level. Monsters of this caliber were not easy to kill, especially in such dense Black Fog.
"This way."
Rod chose a path with the least monsters.
The group carefully followed Rod.
Even in this environnt, Rod’s Spiritual Vision still extended over four hundred yards, ensuring their safety.
But the unexpected still happened; a Soul Thirst Demon two hundred yards away suddenly charged them. Its long tongue shot out like lightning.
"Watch out!"
Jon stepped forward in an instant, completing his Spiritualization in the blink of an eye. His powerful Spiritual Energy congealed on his wrist and blocked the Soul Thirst Demon’s long tongue with a loud ’bang’.
The next second, a spinning fireball struck the Soul Thirst Demon squarely, and Chaos Fire instantly covered its body, scorching its soul.
The Soul Thirst Demon writhed and struggled, unleashing all its Spiritual Energy in an attempt to resist the erosion of the Chaos Fire, but to no avail. In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to ashes, soul and all.
The Chaos Fire extinguished only after completely burning the Soul Thirst Demon to death.
And Jon, at the mont they were attacked, had already rung the Silence Bell, ensuring that the disturbance did not alarm other monsters.
"Well done, Lily," he said.
Lily gave a faint smile, yet her gaze remained fixed on Rod.
Feeling puzzled by her scrutiny, Rod couldn’t help but ask, "Your Excellency Lily, is there sothing wrong with just now..."
Lily said softly, "No, little Rod, you did very well."
"Oh..."
Lily’s gaze did not waver, "Little Rod, do you still rember His Excellency Theodore?"
Rod felt inexplicably puzzled but still answered, "Of course I rember, how could I forget the Dean."
Lily revealed a strange smile, "I knew you wouldn’t forget him, you still carry his aura."
She looked at Rod with adoration, yet it was as if she was seeing soone else.
"The Dean said he would surely return, you have carried his last Soul Ripple, you must feel it too, right?"
Rod fell silent for a few seconds; the statue of the Dean still stood in the Dream Realm, he had said that there was a chance for him to return when the stars aligned, but so much ti had passed without any change in the statue, he now doubted whether it was true.
"Yes."
After a mont of contemplation, Rod still gave a positive answer.
"The Dean said he might return with the alignnt of the stars."
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In that instant, Lily’s radiant smile was as dazzling to Rod as the sunrise itself, full of vitality and vigor.
"That’s wonderful, this is truly wonderful, the Dean indeed did not lie to , he said he beca a star in the sky, when the stars align, the Dean will surely return."
Rod hurriedly added, "It’s possible."
"Yes, possible."
Lily murmured, but the smile on her face showed she did not grasp what Rod was saying.
"The White Tower’s latest prophecy tells us that the return of the stars is in 51 days, in 51 days it will be the Bright Festival, and I will be able to see Lord Theodore again."
"Alright."
Jon had finished dealing with the traces left by the demon, walked back, and turned off the Silence Bell, a fixed space effect, which could not exist for too long, or it would backfire and cause irreversible damage to the Silence Bell itself.
"Let’s move on, stick to the plan."
In that mont, an imnse unease rose in Rod’s heart.
The return of the stars was the greatest celestial event, used by Trolian to divide the years, marking the end of the old year and the start of a new one at each occurrence.
But why exactly 51 days?
"Book!" Rod urgently inquired in his mind, "Did you hear that?"
The Book of Knowledge asked in confusion, "Heard what?"
"51 days! The number 51 has appeared, what does it signify? How should I prepare?"
The Book of Knowledge asked perplexed, "What 51?"
Rod felt a chill drop in his heart, "Didn’t you sense that the number 51 would bring disaster?"
The Book of Knowledge flipped through its pages, the writing still confused.
"What premonition? What disaster? Why would 51 bring these? When did I ever sense that? I am the Book of Knowledge, not a fortune-teller."
In that mont, Rod felt as though he had plunged into an ice hole, he suddenly rembered that there had been a ti before when the Book of Knowledge acted this way, forgetting its own premonitions.
Rod didn’t know why, nor did he intend to ask any further, at this point he couldn’t retreat, he could only tense his spirit to the utmost, step by step drawing closer to the castle of the Soul Devouring King.
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