"Not bad for the Sewer King," Chucher praised, "After all, it had to be you to handle this. What Gale and I couldn’t finish in three days, you solved as soon as you arrived."
The aloof Gale Sword Saint was also impressed by Rod: "I admit your accomplishnts in the sewer surpass mine."
No need to admit this aspect, Rod internally retorted.
Though he repeatedly emphasized he had nothing to do with the sewer, clearly no one believed him.
He didn’t bother to say more, drew a complete three-dinsional map of the sewer, handed it over to them, and then returned to the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
Cleaning the sewer was just an incidental episode. If it weren’t for their strong request, Rod wouldn’t have wanted to go at all.
To avoid fueling the rumors of being the Sewer King.
However, Chucher and Gale’s words left a deep impression on Rod, and he asked in his mind:
"Book, do you think there’s any truth to what they said? Is the fire really about to revive? Are humans really going to rise again?"
The Book of Knowledge pondered for a long ti and replied uncertainly: "I don’t know, maybe it’s just a coincidence. Such super geniuses have appeared in human history before."
Asa, who had completely turned a dung-yellow color, sneered at the side: "This is just your illusion. The Black Fog will eventually devour you. Nothing can save you."
Rod casually asked: "If that’s the case, can you tell about the inside story of the Descender Sect?"
Asa coldly replied: "Do you think I’m familiar with them? The hatred between the Doomsday Sects is no less than yours."
Rod shrugged: "I knew you wouldn’t say anything."
Asa was clearly angered, and the dung-yellow soul visibly swelled a bit: "What if I tell you? The Descender Sect is full of your High Rank combatants. They hold their noses up high, unbelievably arrogant, but actually, they are useless. Check your Chief Judge system and review system; there, too, most of the traitors belong to the Descender Sect."
Rod nodded. Chief Judge Gregor was indeed from the Descender Sect. After him, almost all Chief Judges in Royal City were wiped out, but little did he expect that there were still maggots around.
He quickly wrote a letter to inform Royal City about this matter.
Asa sneered and went back to studying his dung particles.
Then, the Book of Knowledge said, "Master, according to the star signs I saw at the Star Plaza, there’s only thirteen days left until the ti the stars shine upon us. We need to hurry and acquire the Divinity; this is the last chance."
Rod casually asked: "How much Divinity can we acquire this ti?"
"A great amount."
The Book of Knowledge kept flipping its pages, looking very excited.
"More than we’ve ever acquired before. Our great victory in the Battle of Starry Sky City brought us a huge amount of Divinity. With the invasion of the Soul Devouring King overco, our confidence has greatly increased!"
Rod looked at the Obelisk, and on the prophecy surface, blood-red words were flashing.
The invasion of the Soul Devouring King is just two days after the stars will shine.
The ti is very close.
The strength of a King Level Monster is sothing Rod has personally experienced.
Neither the Main Star Priest nor the Starry Queen are nearly invincible presences.
But the Soul Devouring King would fight him in the Dream Realm’s ho ground, which gave Rod the opportunity to win.
This period, I need to acquire more Divinity.
Rod thought to himself.
And quickly master more combat skills of the Transcendents.
He beca a Guardian in a very short ti, his Spiritual Energy had just been elevated to the eleventh level and he imdiately took office. Many of the First Level Combatants’ combat techniques were unknown to him.
Once he mastered these techniques, his combat ability could rise another level.
"Master."
While conveying his thoughts to the Book of Knowledge, the puppet suddenly said, "I can teach you the combat skills of the Transcendents."
Rod asked in surprise, "You can?"
"Of course."
A gleam flashed in the puppet’s murky eyes.
"I am a combat servant of the Dream Realm."
The Book of Knowledge said with displeasure: "Cut it out, Aphro, your mory hasn’t fully recovered yet, don’t teach Master broken things."
The puppet’s eyes showed a rare look of disappointnt. It lowered its head and said softly, "Sorry, Master."
Rod waved his hand: "It’s okay, I have Masters guiding . Royal City sent many Masters and instructors over; you can also observe their teachings and try to recover your mory from it."
At this mont, the Book of the Future timidly ran over from the corner and asked softly:
"Master, could you give a drop of Star Source? I feel it can restore my broken soul."
Rod furrowed his brows, a drop of Star Source is equivalent to 8 points of Divinity, and Royal City is eagerly watching here.
The allocation rights for using Star Source were already queued up until next year.
Of course, if he asked, Royal City wouldn’t refuse, but losing 8 points of Divinity was not sothing he could easily accept.
"Book of the Future."
After contemplating for a mont, Rod said, "I can promise you, but not now. This period, it depends on your performance."
The Book of the Future shrank back sowhat disappointedly.
The Book of Knowledge patted its cover discontentedly: "What’s that guy thinking? Master, don’t pay attention to it."
Rod didn’t reply. He knew the overt and covert struggles among these servants. Apart from the sowhat transcendental nature of the puppet, everyone wanted to express themselves in front of him to gain the master’s attention, restore their souls earlier, and even return to their original forms.
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