Rod never imagined that after sitting as a Guardian for less than two months, he would be promoted to the most powerful and honorable combatant in Trolian.
The Fire Son is the strongest mber of Trolian’s combat system, the towering pillar of the Kingdom, and a strategic-level power in the highest combat sequence.
Their deploynt requires approval from the Supre Council and the Round Table Hall of the Fire Hall.
Even the Military War Departnt lacks the authority to mobilize them, only able to provide suggestions.
Besides the King, no one can command them.
Their status is extrely exalted, and they rarely manage affairs outside of combat, but if they do speak, it is usually deed effective.
That’s why Jelaba could directly designate Starry Sky City as his defensive zone and station him here.
This is sothing that even the four Great Knight Captains, who are also Special Level Combatants, cannot compare to.
And precisely because of the high status of the Fire Son, the Royal City is extrely cautious in appointing them. Rod, having been a Fire Holder for only a year, is already aiming for the Ashen Throne.
"This is to comnd you for your outstanding contribution to this operation."
The King’s envoy said earnestly, placing a ring-shaped Fla Badge on Rod’s chest.
On the badge, a line was written in Ancient Language:
——I burn on the altar of fire, illuminating this long night with the light of my soul.
"This is the badge of a Fire Son Reserve. Once you master the Source Law and reach a Spiritual Power Level of Fourteen, you can officially ascend as Trolian’s eighth Fire Son."
Rod looked at the badge on his chest, his expression sowhat complex, but overall, he felt more joy, as the higher his position in Trolian, the easier it was to obtain divinity.
"The eighth Fire Son Reserve... Am I the only one?"
"Of course, there is only one Reserve. Unless an irresistible accident occurs, you are the next Fire Son. Your soul characteristic has already been adapted to the Ashen Throne."
Seeing Rod’s confused expression, the King’s envoy explained in detail.
"Every Fire Son has an Ashen Throne, which is Trolian’s treasure, possessing unimaginable power to further enhance the soul’s strength and its control over the Source. It is a necessary item for a Lawyer to advance further, and only those with the potential to beco a King can beco a Fire Son."
The envoy looked at him brightly.
"And you are the only Starfire Series in history to beco a Fire Son."
Rod asked in surprise, "Has there never been a Starfire who beca a Fire Son before?"
"Certainly not."
The envoy laughed.
"The souls of Starfires are all fragnts of traits, reaching Special Level combat power is already extrely rare. Advancing further to beco King Level is almost impossible."
"You should know that the human King, that is the Monarch Level power, corresponds to the Monster’s King Level, and their main hallmark is mastering the Strong Source."
"And the Fire Spark the Starfire Series possesses is just a fragnt of traits, not even a complete Source Law. It cannot achieve Quantification nor obtain the Source Law, making it impossible to further grasp the Strong Source, so there has never been a Starfire Series Fire Holder becoming a Fire Son, not even Lord Alan achieved it."
Rod felt a slight chill in his heart. Sothing that even Alan didn’t accomplish, yet he did; clearly, there were other reasons.
"Why? As a Starfire Series, theoretically, it’s also impossible for to beco a King. Aren’t you afraid of wasting a position? The opening of the Ashen Throne must co at so cost, right?"
The envoy smiled faintly.
"You are truly clever, indeed worthy of the legendary Black Glutton."
"The Royal City has thirteen Ashen Thrones, but the number of Ashen Thrones opened rarely exceeds seven. It does consu resources, but not in the conventional sense of the term."
The envoy took a deep breath and continued.
"As you know, according to Lockfusi’s principle, everything inevitably moves toward chaos, with disorder being the essence of the world. Only humans, intelligent beings possessing wisdom and life, can transition from chaos to order. Intelligence itself is so incredible, like a phosphorescent light on a pitch-black sea. Every ripple created by a thinking process in a sentient being provides the sustenance for the Ashen Throne, propelling its fundantal operation."
Rod furrowed his brows. It seed utterly unbelievable to him that the residual effects of intelligent life’s thought could drive the Ashen Throne?
Doesn’t that an the more people there are, the greater the power of the Ashen Throne?
Suddenly, he understood what the envoy ant.
"You should understand what I an."
The envoy nodded at him approvingly.
"Every opened Ashen Throne dilutes its power, so we would never open one without absolute necessity."
"The number of Fire Sons is strictly fixed. Olivia, Kai, and Viheler failed to beco Fire Sons for this reason."
"Based purely on talent, Alan was certainly qualified. However, as a Starfire, the King originally planned to make an exception for him, but the Master of White Tower, redith, told the King via his prophecy that it was unnecessary."
Rod pondered for a mont and asked, "Then why make an exception for ? Does it have anything to do with Lord redith?"
The envoy smiled faintly, flicked his fingers, and Spiritual Energy ford a barrier enveloping them. He leaned close to Rod’s ear and whispered:
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