When Rod passed through the Space Rift and returned to the surface, he still felt sowhat dazed, as if he had been dreaming.
Looking back, the Space Rift was rapidly shrinking, and the Heroic Spirit Hall within was collapsing. Surging Black Waters were pouring in, subrging the hall, with more black giant hands reaching in from the outside, moving about within as if searching for sothing.
The pillars of the hall collapsed one after another, and boundless darkness quickly swallowed up the ancient structure.
The terrifying spectacle shocked Rod, and he even saw a black giant hand reaching towards the Rift.
However, before it could pass through, the Rift vanished.
The collapsing hall, the Abyss flooding in, and the terrifying unknown monsters—all the horrific scenes disappeared without a trace.
On the barren surface, only slowly rolling Black Fog remained, which seed much lighter than the darkness inside the Heroic Spirit Hall.
The few monsters roaming in the distance were nowhere near as terrifying and strange as those within the hall.
It was only then that Rod felt his heart pounding violently.
The last monster they encountered was the strongest he had ever seen; its heavy Spiritual Energy was like a mountain, so oppressive he could hardly breathe.
But all of them had been slain by Alan.
This man, known as the strongest in Trolian, had finally shown his full strength in this mont.
Rod finally understood why all the miracles he had created, though shocking to many, were never incomprehensible or bewildering to them, nor did they cast doubt on him.
No wonder there was no trace of Divinity in this mission.
His gap with Alan was a bit too large.
However, Alan’s Knight Captain Kaiso was very grateful to him, believing that he had greatly reduced the Pollution for Alan, and his skilled finishing blow was fascinating.
In this regard, no one in the whole of Trolian was stronger than him.
"You are truly the best partner for Lord Alan. Have you considered joining the Knight Order and becoming a mber of his Battle Group? I can give you my position as Captain," Kaiso said enthusiastically.
The proposal tempted Rod a little bit.
Following Alan and picking up the spoils was certainly very attractive.
But after giving it careful thought, he regretfully declined the opportunity.
By Alan’s side, although he could obtain a large number of Souls, it would be difficult to gain Divinity. Moreover, in battles that truly belonged to Alan’s level, Rod could not intervene, and it would be hard for Alan to hold back.
This was apparent from the last Giant Troll of the Abyss.
To beco a true King, Rod had to stand on his own, build up his Black Battle Group, and cultivate more complete "Avatars" like Kashan.
Only then could he acquire more Divinity, defend against invasions, and in these tis of decline, when the fire was about to be extinguished, hold high the torch for humanity and illuminate the world.
In the Dream Realm.
The Book of the Future rolled on the ground with laughter.
Asa’s face was ashen, his jaw askew with anger.
"How is this possible? A warrior of such Strength can’t exist in these tis of Fire’s decline! Without an endless supply of Spiritual Power Potions and Fla Burning Potions, how could he ignite twenty Fire Sparks? Without the Spiritual Light Crystal, how could he elevate his Spiritual Energy to Fourteen Level? And why is his Fire Spark so strong?"
The Book of the Future laughed breathlessly, "I really haven’t seen anyone as foolish as you. Do you now see the strength of the force you’re contending with? You can’t even defeat a weak master, and you want to sche against him?"
Asa snapped in anger, "I was rely deceived, sothing altered his information, causing to receive false feedback from the Void... It’s all your incompetence! The Book of Destiny, forged by the ancient Divine, couldn’t even recognize disguised information! Leading your master to be duped, idiot! Moron! This is all your fault!"
The Book of the Future mocked, "Even if I am insufficient, what about your brain? You believe in information like ’King by Devouring Excrent’? Who could beco a King by devouring excrent? You?"
In a rage, Asa clashed with the Book of the Future once again.
On the other side, the Book of Knowledge ran excitedly on the ground.
"Primordial Soil! My goodness, Primordial Soil! That fool Aphro can finally be resurrected!"
"So many Souls, so many Souls, we’ve struck it rich, no more scarcity of Souls! Hahaha!"
"As expected, humans should never be underestimated at any ti. Even in this era, there exist such powerful beings!"
"Perhaps, we really won’t face Destruction!"
Rod too was beyond excited, his harvest this round was too great and too tily.
On the way back, he exclaid sincerely.
"Lord Alan, you truly deserve to be the strongest in Trolian."
Astride the red Spiritual Horse, Alan was fully equipped, his azure Armor without a scratch, the Great Sword which had slain countless monsters sheathed on his back, even his Saber at his waist and his Large Shield hanging on his left side were unused.
He smiled and shook his head, "Little Rod, I am not the strongest; the strongest is the King."
Kaiso added from the side, "Lord Alan is the strongest Warrior."
Rod asked curiously, "What about the other three Great Knight Captains? The seven Fire Sons?"
Eagerly, Kaiso replied, "Of course, none are as strong as Lord Alan."
Rod agreed, "That’s right, Lord Alan’s swordplay is too formidable, slaying those monsters with a single strike."
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