The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1281 - 640: New Phase 2

The gap is still quite large.

The Strong Source is sufficient, though.

Among the three parts of Strong Source, one belongs to the King of Light, and two belong to Saffek.

With two parts of Strong Source, Saffek’s state in the Dream Realm is that of a Strong King.

Rod inquired about this from Takxis.

He told Rod that within the entire Saint Reel, the Protecting White King Saffek is the fourth strongest under the Pope, only after the Church Knights’ Captain Gauss, the First Bishop Mod, and himself.

However, there is no essential gap between these four people. Saffek is just slightly inferior in Spiritual Power Strength, but in massacring monsters, he surpasses him, with only the Church Knights’ Captain Gauss being stronger.

Rod nodded, gaining a clear concept of the strength of a Strong King Level monster.

However, Saffek fought them with a mind to die.

A true Strong King Level monster wouldn’t act like this; it would be much harder to deal with than the fallen Protecting White King.

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After recovering their Spiritual Energy, the team began to march once again.

Although the civilians were sheltered by the "Gale," they still had to rely on their own legs to journey. "Gale" only helped to speed them up.

Marching for twelve clock hours every day left everyone exhausted, but falling behind meant losing their lives. Each civilian knew this well and gritted their teeth, heading toward the sanctuary of fire in their hearts.

Along the journey, fierce battles were constantly underway.

The bursts of fire, the quivering of Spiritual Energy, made the civilians who hadn’t ignited the Soul Fire deeply feel the cruelty. The only thing they could do was bury their heads and run, not causing trouble for the warriors protecting them.

And every night when the sun completely set was their rare moment of rest.

At this time, the miraculous man would summon food on the open ground, and the warriors would swarm, unloading the big boxes and distributing them to everyone.

This would be their food for the next day.

And their revered Great Shepherd Bossivale would showcase his culinary skills.

His Spiritual Energy had the ability to heat, and under exquisite control, he could cook dozens of tons of food at once, with just the right heat and delicious taste, sparing many resources and manpower, allowing many to eat hot food quickly.

As the journey continued, the number of people in the crew grew.

The two Saintesses gradually couldn’t participate in the battles and could only maintain the Gale the entire time. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But even so, they didn’t stop their rescue efforts.

In every Saint Reel’s heart, they hoped to save more people from the disaster. In this terrifying environment, only compatriots could bring them spiritual warmth.

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The ninth day of escape.

The number of refugees exceeded ten million.

Takxis led nearly all the strong ones in the crew to crush tens of thousands of mixed monster tides head-on, saving Eso City from being besieged.

This was the central city of Saint Reel in the east.

When they arrived, the entire city was already semi-fallen, but the fire hadn’t been extinguished yet, and the three Protecting White Kings Morin, Morgan, and Fu Lan were fighting to the death to defend it.

With the arrival of Takxis and others, about 5,000 warriors and nearly two million civilians were saved.

The only pity was that the three Protecting White Kings were severely injured with exhausted souls, shattered bones, damaged internal organs, and severe decay, on the brink of death.

After examining their injuries, Horus shook his head slightly, indicating he was powerless.

"Unless in the Royal City’s Soul Church, there’s a Life Spring, Soul Gel, and a large-scale soul stabilization ceremony, there’s absolutely no chance to save them."

Evela, seeing them covered in blood with crushed bones, was deeply sympathetic and asked.

"Respected Archbishop, is there no way?"

Horus, having already grasped some Saint Reel language by this time, could communicate with them simply and shook his head slightly.

"Without surgical conditions, their injuries are too severe. Performing soul surgery here would only result in death."

Evela looked up again, her eyes glistening with tears, full of pleading.

"Rod... is there nothing you can do?"

Rod hesitated in his heart, looking around. There were many of such severely wounded, not only from Eso City but also within the crew, all of whom Horus couldn’t heal here.

At a glance, there were at least nearly a thousand.

He hesitated again, this was his hidden trump card, originally not intended to be used here.

But seeing Evela’s gaze, he couldn’t bear it either and thought to himself: "Let’s use it here. It’s just right for me to inform the King of the Pope’s message in advance."

Having made up his mind, he nodded, "Gather all the severely wounded together."

Evela’s eyes immediately lit up with a light, and she quickly began gathering those who were otherwise destined to die.

Rod spread out a piece of letter paper and wrote down all the events that had happened during this time.

Then he activated the [Spirit Boat], and a white light expanded in a ring before his eyes.

Everyone in Trolian felt incredibly excited since they knew it was the Teleportation Gate connecting to the Royal City Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground!

Although it only lasted 30 seconds, it was enough for them to accomplish a lot.

As the white light spread, the Teleportation Gate officially unfolded, but the Golden Light of the Holy Fire didn’t beam through.

Horus immediately noticed that the Teleportation Gate didn’t open inside the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground but beside it.

"Rod, why did you open it off-target?"

Qingyu said, "For such a long distance, a certain margin of error in the Teleportation Gate is also normal."