The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1512 - 720: God War (Part 2)

"And the Monarch has just completed his ascension, his Divine Country is too small, and he has no Angel Envoy to provide him any additional Spiritual Energy, so now the Monarch is at a significant disadvantage. It’s only because the will of the Ancient God has been activated, making Him mad and chaotic. In contrast, when dominated by His instincts, His power is stronger. Thus, the Monarch can temporarily resist Him."

Rod urgently asked, "What should we do? How can we help the Monarch?"

Bossivale showed a calm smile, only now did he exhibit his monarch demeanor.

"It’s simple, destroy His Divine Country, kill all flesh creations. When the Divine Country collapses, and its inhabitants perish, the additional Spiritual Energy will cease to exist."

He clenched his fist, and for the first time, heroism arose in this scholar and pharmacist.

"This is the value of our existence here."

Scorching Spiritual Energy rose from him, gathering at an extremely high temperature in his palm.

It was only then that Rod realized that the far-off blood tide had somehow drawn near. Under the endless blood light, millions of flesh puppets were pouring towards Great Dragon City like a world-engulfing flood.

"Fight!"

Jon’s voice echoed through Great Dragon City.

"All forces, attack!"

He raised his fist high and shouted.

"For the Monarch, for victory, for Trolian, for the never extinguished fire, for humanity and civilization!"

The dazzling flare rose once more, as Jon was the first to leap off the city wall, charging into the monster hordes.

Next were Qingyu and Evela, the three Chosen of Fire ignited flames that illuminated the blood-drenched battlefield once more.

"Let’s go as well," Horus said, Spiritual Energy twitching within his body.

"What are we waiting for?"

Jelaba laughed loudly, gripping the large hammer, and jumped off the city wall with one leap.

"This is the battle I’ve been dreaming of!"

Bossivale’s entire body was shrouded in extreme heat, too much warmth distorted his smile: "Fighting alongside Lord Rod truly excites me."

Olivia had long transformed into a mass of moonlight, piercing into the Blood Sea.

"Kill them all!"

Bossivale also flew into the battlefield, emitting scorching rays that blasted through the Blood Sea, instantly turning the monsters he touched into ashes.

Rod also felt his heart surge, blood boiling. Although he had just fought the Blood God, the Giant God Power did not consume his Spiritual Energy, merely leaving him slightly mentally fatigued, a residue of the Eye of Divine effect. Even in the form of the God of Giants, silencing the Blood God’s Source Law still posed a heavy burden on him.

But it wasn’t enough to affect his battle.

Rod immediately summoned unlimited starlight, enfolding him, and leapt off the city wall, with the Star Shuttle sweeping across the battlefield like a storm once more.

Only seconds passed before more warriors poured off the city wall like a waterfall, all of humanity’s power from Great Dragon City surged into the battle, without the slightest reservation.

The Black Battle Group once again dazzled on the battlefield, their destructive power comparable to a Monarch.

As humanity’s strength poured in, a tremor could be felt within the blood light above, though faint, Rod keenly sensed it.

It’s working!

Though just a little, the Blood God’s power was weakening.

Rod’s heart surged with infinite battle intent, he gestured, deploying the Wind’s Phantom.

"Asa, prepare for battle!"

Although Asa could cast curses from his soul, it could easily be countered by the Blood God, and wasn’t suitable for full exertion. He had long told Rod that he needed a vessel to fully display the majesty of the Devourer King.

Asa joyously stood up, his master called him first, evidently proving his importance.

"Master, I am ready." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Then come, fight without fear of the Blood God’s backlash. The Phantom’s body will shield you, you won’t suffer the impact like last time, exiting the body means returning to the Dream Realm."

"Hahahahaha, excellent! Finally, it’s time for me to showcase my strength. You’ll see the fruits of my hard training, the Devourer King isn’t called that for nothing!"

With wild laughter, Asa followed the Obelisk and merged into the Phantom.

On the battlefield, the semi-transparent Phantom instantly turned turbid, countless yellow-black particles danced within, and the odor of waste hit the face.

"Hahahahahaha! Finally, I’m out! World, experience my filthy power!"

Asa soared into the air, weird ripples resonating around him. The stench hit the nostrils, power utterly different from the Blood God’s, His pollution a terrifying, twisted malignancy, while Asa’s filth carried the essence of waste.

This lethal scent immediately repulsed the surrounding warriors, if it weren’t summoned by Rod, someone might have mistaken him for a monster.

Asa remained oblivious, he felt supremely comfortable, never had a moment been so comforting. He swelled his chest, blowing the grey fog into the boundless Blood Sea with all his might.

Countless flesh puppets were instantly cursed by pollution, yet this time, the Blood God’s counter did not arrive.

Rod immediately realized: "The Blood God is battling the Monarch, the Monarch’s Root Origin is clashing with His Root Origin, preventing Him from countering you!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Asa laughed wildly.