The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1485 - 712: The Beginning of the God War (First Update)
The Book of Knowledge suddenly shouted, "Divinity, Master, Divinity is here."
Rod then snapped out of his dazed state:
"Alright, yes, I have the [Demon Dragon’s Heart], immediately, right away."
He hurried back to the dream realm, frantically retrieved the Giant Dragon’s Heart, placed it in front of the stone platform, and hesitated again upon investing 100 points of divinity:
"Book, I won’t suffer a loss, will I?"
Previously, the 1 point of divinity had instilled great fear in him, what if it happens again?
At this critical moment, he could not afford to waste divinity.
The Book of Knowledge hesitated, initially wanting to ask the Book of the Future, only to recall it had been placed on the shelf.
"This, Master, I believe there won’t be a loss, the [Demon Dragon’s Heart] was created by you, without the [Demon Dragon’s Heart] the King cannot be reborn, you are the unique factor, divinity will definitely not be in short supply."
Rod nodded, finally making the decision to invest 100 points of divinity.
The creation of the [Demon Dragon’s Heart] was relatively lengthy, the stone platform needed to process 100 Giant Dragon’s Hearts first, before commencing creation, much slower than other dream creations.
Thus, everyone first returned to the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
On the way, they incessantly questioned the King.
The events that occurred earlier were too many, too unexpected, everyone had endless questions, but the most concerning was that sentence.
"King, have you really become the True King?"
The King gave an affirmative answer.
"Yes, I have crossed that chasm, everything was smooth, I even found it quite simple, perhaps soon, the Trolian will be filled with True Kings."
This sentence from the King’s mouth made many believe it, instantly boosting the morale of the group.
Rod watched the King enviously, if it were him, this wave might earn him many Flowers of Humanity, right?
Bossivale continuously praised the King’s strength, exhausting all the words in his vocabulary, explaining the course of events from every angle, with each angle inevitably containing praises for the King, he spoke so much that the latter half of the journey was filled only with his voice.
Finally, when they reached the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground, others’ voices could be heard interjecting.
"What is a True King like?"
The King smiled and explained, "The Strong Source ascended to become the Root Origin, during this process, the soul also underwent a fundamental transformation, the entire soul body transformed with the ascension of the Strong Source into a new, higher position existence, the structure of the soul body underwent significant changes, a strange flame ignited in my soul’s core, I can feel it, it has become the core of my strength, my Spiritual Energy is converting into Primordial Spirit Power through it."
Bossivale said, "That’s Divine Fire, a characteristic of the Divine; only by igniting the Divine Fire can one become a god."
Only then did everyone realize that in front of them was indeed a Divine being.
The King noticed this gaze and smiled as he said, "A True King is humanity’s god, I am a Monarch, not a god."
Horus nodded, "I think, the strong ones of the Fire Epoch named it the True King for a reason, the True King does not equate to a Divine; he is our human strength."
Kai said, "The era of gods has ended, and the era of Monarchs continues."
Everyone couldn’t help but smile; the Fire Epoch was also known as the Age of Humanity. With the end of the Ancient Epoch, Ancient Gods, Giant Dragons, Giants, Elves, and all other legendary beings withdrew from the historical stage, leaving only humans.
And among humans, there were no gods, only Monarchs.
Although the Fire Epoch eventually also ended, humanity continued to survive in the Dark Epoch; saying the era of Monarchs continues is not wrong.
"Another major change is in my field’s center, a piece of solid space has condensed; I have total authority over this space, and it can be manipulated by my will."
Bossivale said, "That’s the Divine Country, the true domain of a god. It’s said that the stronger the god, the larger their Divine Country, and a powerful Divine Country also provides support and strength to the god, the same applies to the True King."
The King laughed, "It seems I’m quite a small True King; this space is roughly the size of a fist."
"That’s because you have just become a god; the Divine Country also needs to be established and expanded. Eventually, it can even materialize into a Half-plane, like the Horror Castle, which is the Divine Country of the Holy King."
Bossivale paused for a moment, his tone becoming grave.
"The God of Contaminated Blood is the same; Saint Reel is his Divine Country. Wherever his polluted aura spreads becomes his Divine Country, but fallen Ancient Gods can only walk within their Divine Country; leaving it, they begin to collapse. The True King has no such issue; perhaps this is the distinction between the Divine and the human Monarch."
Jon asked, "If the King’s Divine Country expands large enough, can we reside in it?"
Bossivale laughed, "Of course, within the True King’s realm, you won’t suffer any harm, nor worry about the Black Fog’s pollution. As long as the True King stands, his realm will forever be safe; the only issue is that it might feel a bit stuffy."
Everyone laughed, knowing Jon’s idea was impossible. A True King, as long as they have the Fire Spark, can open up a realm anywhere without squeezing into their real realm.
The King chuckled, then his tone turned stern, "The last change, I feel a layer of strange material appearing on the surface of my soul body, like armor encasing my soul, and I feel... somewhat conflicted with it."
Everybody grew a bit tense, yet Bossivale smiled.
"King, no need to worry, that is a divine material, the base of the Root Origin and Divine Fire, the foundation carrying the Divine Soul."
"After becoming a True King, your power grows every moment, but the divine material does not. Once the Spiritual Energy exceeds the limit of the base, it will cause the soul to collapse, so in many cases, even the Pope of Reel needed to deliberately suppress the growth of power."
Horus urgently asked, "Is there no way to increase it?"
Bossivale smiled, "There is, but that’s not the focus now; the King needs to swiftly adapt to the True King’s might and command this immense power."
Jon said, "I think the King has already mastered it."
Rod curiously asked, "King, were you refining the divine body earlier in the air?"
The King shook his head slightly, "No, not entirely."
He paused, his gaze directed towards the void, as if looking at some extremely distant existence, before he started speaking again after a moment.
"At the moment I became the True King, I understood many things and saw many things I couldn’t see before, like the Black Fog."
The King gently flicked his finger, and an invisible barrier enveloped the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
"In my perception, the Black Fog isn’t some malicious curse, nor a spreading pollution. It is more like a living entity, a vast being with its own will. It responds to anything that threatens it, shielding and suppressing it, like us."
"Above the skies of Trolian, I sensed some kind of restraint, a taboo, like a lock, a chain, holding us down to a lower degree, preventing our ascension, especially the Bright Light, Light Power, the Sun which poses a great threat to the Black Fog—this is an invisible force I could only feel after ascending to the True King."
"So your slow progress isn’t your own fault, but due to the suppression of the Black Fog."
Horus’s expression didn’t change much, he took a deep breath and sighed, "I understand."
Kai said gravely, "But I still broke through the suppression."
"Then what about us?"
Jon shouted:
"Aren’t we special?"
The King said solemnly, "No, Eternal Burning Fire is certainly special, even the most special. But we usually resonate deeply with the power of fire, making it hard for the Black Fog to suppress."
He paused for a moment and continued.
"After perceiving their existence, I smashed them apart. You should be able to feel the release of power—it’s the heavy pressure being lifted from our souls, allowing Trolian to break free from all shackles and reach unimaginable heights."
The King smiled.
"So, that’s why I say we will have more True Kings in the future."
At that moment, Rod saw the eyes of everyone sparkling, infinite expectations bursting from their hearts, permeating the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
Luo Weiya suddenly shouted, "It hasn’t just not harmed us, on the contrary, it has tempered our souls. Once unleashed, our power will erupt, and the Monarch’s Great Wall will rise once more in Trolian!"
"Indeed."
Horus said with a smile.
"Humanity’s dawn is rising, our splendor is about to arrive."
The usually conservative Archbishop also agreed, indicating the current situation was indeed favorable.
Everyone was delighted, eager to start cultivating immediately.
Only the logistics manager Hullen and Feng were worried, as faster ascension means greater resource pressure, and empty warehouses could no longer bear that strain.
At this moment, Rod shouted, "The Demon Dragon’s Heart is complete!"
He held a pulsating heart in his hand, releasing vast life power, the aura of high position just like the King, representing its unyielding law effect.
The King smiled, "Excellent, the King’s Banquet is coming. Divine Potion is the highest, most comprehensive spiritual medicine, equivalent to a hundred various spiritual medicines combined. It can last a long time, supplementing all elements needed for cultivation, exactly alleviating our urgent need for resources."
He took the Demon Dragon’s Heart from Rod’s hand and swallowed it whole, just like last time.
Before Rod could speak, he saw a strong golden light burst from the King’s deep body; infinite life breath came forth, countless flames scattered like petals showering down.
A blazing white humanoid form gradually emerged within the golden light—a new body, appearing more powerful, more complete, more splendid.
And the remnants radiated scorching golden light, gradually melting into solidified light.
The King gently tapped his finger, an invisible ripple dissipating forth.
Suddenly, an alchemical high furnace appeared in mid-air. The solidified light and scattered fires merged within, along with a large amount of True Silver and Spirit Tree Dew, as countless potion bottles flew from all directions.
The King slightly rotated his wrist, the strong field enveloping them, the furnace and potion bottles entering the King’s domain.
Everything there, manipulated by the King, was perfect for concocting the Divine Potion.
Only a moment later, using the exact same motion as Rod, the King extracted hundreds of potion bottles shimmering with golden light from the sleeves of his garment woven by flames.
"Divine Potion is complete."
The King smiled and said.
"112 bottles, the refining method learned from the Spirit Realm Stone Tablet. Bossivale, distribute them well. I hope before the Blood God’s invasion, I see twenty Monarchs standing before me in Trolian."
Meanwhile, golden light flashed before Rod’s eyes too.
Provided Demon Dragon’s Heart, restoring Fire King’s life, Divinity +150
Supplied Element, crafted Divine Potion, Divinity +200
