The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1568 - 743: Crisis 2

Amendo praised, "That’s just like you."

Jon gave him a big hug, "Brother Rod, you’ve given us so many surprises."

Qingyu gently touched Rod’s sides and asked quietly, "Highly successful people often have a little flaw somewhere... Rod, you’re not infertile, are you?"

Rod’s face suddenly fell, "Don’t speak nonsense if you haven’t tried."

Qingyu’s cheeks were slightly flushed, but her eyes gleamed brightly as she said softly, "In the past, there were many wars, crises of survival, and things were difficult for us. Now we have rare moments of peace. King, let’s hold a Fire Ceremony, and become companions under the witness of fire."

Amendo was the first to agree, "I agree, Rod is such an outstanding genius; it’s time to leave more seeds behind."

Dalynn took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile, "I also agree." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Only Jon opposed, "How can Brother Rod hastily bind himself as a Fire Companion? This matter should be considered carefully."

But clearly, he couldn’t outvoice so many people, especially since the King also agreed.

"Qingyu is right; this matter has been delayed for too long. Once I return from my retreat, I’ll hold the Fire Ceremony for you, formally binding you as Fire Companions."

The King decided firmly, settling the matter.

Everyone smiled, even Jon had to accept it, and he sincerely said to Rod, "Alright, Brother Rod, I’ll preemptively bless you here. I hope you fulfill the fire covenant soon, contributing to the continuation of human life."

Rod stood in place, shocked that such a big decision was made in an instant, without anyone asking for his opinion.

Of course, he wasn’t unwilling, but for such a big matter, anyone would think to consult him, right?

The King’s face briefly showed a smile, but it quickly faded. He brought the topic back:

"Besides the Spiritual Energy issue, there’s also the matter of soul and Root Origin bearing..."

Rod coughed and spoke about other contents as well.

This time, everyone was no longer surprised but fell into long contemplation.

The King pondered aloud, "Ascension Ceremony? I feel like I’ve heard about it somewhere."

Jon widened his eyes, "Just five to six rounds of ceremonies and one can become a god?"

Rod nodded, "Yes, but the challenge is to meet the conditions for conducting the Ascension Ceremony. The soul must reach an extraordinarily demanding state; additionally, the Ascension Ceremony seems to be a key beyond godhood."

The King slightly nodded, "I can feel that my Root Origin can become stronger, my soul can grow, my Spiritual Energy is far from reaching its limit. In the center of my soul body, there seems to be a flame, but I seem to lack some substance that can make me stronger. Although my Spiritual Energy has reached its limit, my Divine Power is far from reaching its limit."

As he spoke, Priscilla behind the King suddenly trembled, and a long crack tore open from the King’s shoulder, black aura surging up.

"Not good, the pollution is spreading."

Priscilla said urgently.

"King, you must quickly immerse into the Holy Fire."

The King lightly smiled, "Relax, Priscilla, I’m fine."

Turning his head, his expression became solemn.

"Everyone, I must immerse into the Holy Fire. During this time, Trolian’s affairs will be handled by Rod, Dalynn, Amendo, with Qingyu, Jon, Horus assisting. While I’m dormant, Jon and Qingyu will be responsible for guarding the Holy Fire. Make sure not to leave the Holy Fire’s projection range in the Spirit Realm, tightly guarding the fire projection, and protect the Holy Fire from pollution."

Jon and Qingyu spoke in unison, "Yes, Your Majesty, we will protect the Holy Fire with our lives."

The King nodded, stood up from the throne, turned around, and stepped into the surging Holy Fire, which was instantly submerged in endless golden light.

Everyone’s face turned somber, Dalynn turned to ask, "Priscilla, how is the King’s situation?"

Priscilla calmly said, "The King’s injury is recovering very slowly; the soul cannot heal, and pollution is continuously spreading. This is very unusual; according to our past experience, pollution doesn’t have such strong contagion."

Amendo asked gravely, "Can immersing in the Holy Fire solve it?"

Priscilla shook her head slightly.

"I’m not sure, but it’s certainly better than now."

"In the time to come, I will enter the Holy Fire every day, treating the King within it. Lord Horus will also return to the Royal City to assist me."

Only then did everyone slightly relax.

Afterward, they exchanged briefly and left the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.

Leaving only Jon and Qingyu. They will guard by the Holy Fire all day, defending it from any monster infringement.

From this moment, Trolian’s highest decision-making level has shifted from the King to Rod, Dalynn, and Amendo.

Although theoretically, they are equal, in actuality Rod leads, Dalynn manages specific warfare affairs, and Amendo supervises Rod. The true decision-maker remains Rod.

In fact, the King has transferred his responsibilities to Rod.

But Rod didn’t feel anything special, aside from Dalynn and Amendo’s reminders; everything seemed unchanged.

Until the next day.

Rod had just opened his eyes when a Fire Priest rushed to him.

"A message from Priscilla; the King’s condition hasn’t improved, the pollution is still continuing. Please decide quickly."

Rod’s heart sank to the bottom of the sea, "Still no improvement after treatment in the Holy Fire? What’s going on?"

The Fire Priest didn’t reply, simply repeating, "Please decide quickly."

"Decide? How to decide?"

Just as Rod asked, the Prophetic Hall’s prophecy apprentice arrived.

"Lord Rod, Master Iyeta asks you to come over."

Rod was stunned, "What for?"

"About the King’s treatment issue."

Rod felt a shock and immediately followed the apprentice to the top floor of the White Tower.

In the Prophetic Hall, he met the Master of White Tower, Great Prophet Iyeta.

He walked down from a huge gemstone eye, his face extremely somber, slightly improving only when he saw Rod.

"Lord Rod."

Iyeta said gravely.

"I just completed a targeted prophecy for the King; his injuries are worsening due to the strengthening darkness of the Black Fog. Originally, one portion of pollution required one portion of treatment for purification, but now even three portions aren’t enough, hence, the King’s originally promising injury is aggravating."

Rod anxiously asked, "What should we do then? Master Iyeta, how can the King recover?"

Iyeta firmly said, "We need a stronger Holy Fire; ultimately, the force of fire and light isn’t strong enough to dispel the Black Fog’s influence."

Rod was stunned, "Stronger Holy Fire? We’ve been constantly adding Fuel Elements and Fire Kindling."

Iyeta gravely said, "Lord Rod, I’m speaking of fundamental enhancement, like the reinforcement from the Starry Sky City campaign; the Holy Fire needs a fundamental change, advancing to the next tier, to completely heal the King."

"You mean the Holy Fire Seed?"

"Exactly."

Rod’s heart sank fiercely.

Now, it’s clearly known where the Holy Fire Seed is—at the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground in the Saint Reel Royal City.

Could it be, we really have to confront the Pope now?

But it doesn’t seem winnable at all.

Without the King, they can’t manage.

Iyeta slowly said, "Lord Rod, I’ll tell you some not-so-good news. I wonder if you still remember, we’ve previously prophesied the King’s crisis."

Rod nodded; he remembered it very clearly, he had spent considerable effort to deal with the King’s crisis back then.

Iyeta said gravely, "But now, the crisis is far from over."

Rod was horrified, directly meeting Iyeta’s eyes.

"You mean what? The King’s crisis hasn’t ended?"