The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1478 - 709: True King Advancement (Part 2)

Of course, augmentation is ultimately an additional power. If you can increase it, you should; with more temporary power, you can withstand the enemy better.

But when it comes to true hard power, the core is still absolute spiritual power strength.

The golden holy fire burned fiercely, injecting infinite power in an incomprehensible way into the King’s soul, causing his spiritual energy to swell further, shaking space as if it couldn’t bear such powerful spiritual energy.

The King’s whole body was shrouded in blazing golden light, making it impossible to look directly, just like a god.

"I need no preparation."

Under such powerful spiritual energy, the King’s voice came from the depths of space, like an earthquake.

"As long as there is the True King Ceremony, I can succeed. As long as I am within the range of the holy fire, and combat with my true form, I am invincible. Even gods are no match, whether it’s Black Fog, Sea of Source, Ancient Gods, or Ancient Evil Thought, nothing can stop me. My probability of success is one hundred percent."

At this moment, everyone had only one feeling.

The dawn has arrived.

All haze and obstacles no longer exist.

Horus covered his eyes, unwilling to let anyone see his face full of tears.

Kai’s eyes were full of sentiments; the former young man is now a reliable king.

When the King slightly raised his hand, all the power vanished instantly, and the golden light rolled back into the holy fire, transforming him back to his ordinary appearance in an instant.

Rod noticed that many people’s eyes were filled with deep reluctance and disappointment.

The King smiled faintly: "However, I alone am not enough. In this spiritual realm battle, I felt too much. I need someone to fight alongside me; I need more and more comrades. In the Spirit Realm Stone Tablet, I realized that even in the greater ancient times, lawyers were soldiers facing darkness, and monarchs were strong ones active on the dark battlefield. What’s more, a large part of my power comes from the holy fire, so I can’t leave it. If I engage in soul combat, my power will weaken a lot, and space is an insurmountable barrier. Even little Rod’s teleportation gate can’t fully transmit my power. After crossing space, much of it dissipates."

"Therefore, we need to utilize every bit of power as much as possible. The true kings are the divine ones of ancient times, and the divine remains can create divine spiritual medicine. It helps those whose souls become strong but bodies weaken due to too much consumption of pure star source potion."

"Most importantly, I need to become the true king as soon as possible. Only a true king can break the shackles above our heads, allowing us true liberation."

Bossivale suddenly shouted: "Is that so? King, are you certain?"

The King nodded slightly: "I am certain. Amidst the spirit mist pervading the universe, I saw the power restraining us. It is called the Spiritual Restriction, which suppresses the growth of all our powers. Only after I become the true king can I tear apart this shackle. This prolonged journey to the spirit realm was also because of this reason."

In the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground, everyone had complex expressions. They always thought that their growth was constrained by resource scarcity and the lack of cultivation methods. Yet, they didn’t expect there was such an illusory ’Spiritual Restriction’ oppressing them.

Rod suddenly recalled what Heigao’er mentioned about the "Spiritual Restriction." Could it be the same as the "Spiritual Shackle" the King mentioned?

He shared his guess with the Book of Knowledge,

The Book of Knowledge agreed but had some doubts: "If the King alone can break it, why did Heigao’er say more true kings are needed, encouraging you to find more growth paths, more companions, and comrades?"

Rod thought for a long time and replied: "Probably it’s the idea that there is strength in numbers."

The Book of Knowledge reluctantly accepted Rod’s explanation:

"Master, at Star Square, there’s a lot of divinity related to the King, just see how much you can get."

Rod scratched his head, thinking that with how mighty the King is, it might be difficult to obtain divinity from him.

While contemplating, another white figure descended from the sky, it was the new Master of the White Tower, Iyeta, whose shiny bald head was particularly dazzling under the holy fire.

He continued from where the King left off: "Not only that, the deep resonance between the holy fire and the King means that a stronger holy fire will bring a stronger King, and vice versa. A stronger King will also enhance the power of the holy fire, and the strength of the holy fire will make everything in Trolian stronger. The speed at which our power improves will also be faster."

Horus frowned slightly: "Iyeta, what do you mean?"

Iyeta turned around, his bald head reflecting dazzling golden light, making his features unclear.

"The White Tower has completed its prediction; the King’s ascension is without danger."

The Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground fell silent for a moment, followed by a thunderous cheer. The White Tower is a real ancient divine artifact, possessing unimaginable power. Once a prediction is complete, it practically represents fact.

Iyeta, as the Great Prophet and Master of the White Tower, dares to state this, it shows the White Tower’s prophecy has not failed, and there is no vague picture.

At this moment, everyone was immersed in unimaginable ecstasy. The emergence of a true king in Trolian, everyone is fully aware of what this means.

Trolian is truly poised for a rise, and humanity will welcome its first revival since the end of the Fire Epoch.