The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1582 - 749: The Advancing Holy Fire

After the previous fusion with the Holy Fire, Trolian had become much more proficient in this aspect.

Following Horus’s instructions, Rod carefully stepped into the Holy Fire.

Just like in Saint Reel, beneath Trolian’s Holy Fire was a huge golden vessel, but Trolian embedded this golden vessel into the ground, making the Holy Fire appear as if it were rising from the earth.

When Rod stepped in, he felt the depth of the Holy Fire.

The surging golden flames passed by him without causing any harm, only leaving a feeling of warmth and brightness.

The fire submerged his vision, making him feel as if he were swimming in a sea of fire, sinking deeper and deeper.

Soon, he reached the deepest part of the sea of fire, the center of the Holy Fire, where an incredibly dazzling light shone like the core of the sun, scorching and radiant.

The King sat quietly within the light, eyes closed, expression calm, but Rod clearly saw the black spots moving within his soul, contamination brought by Destruction’s Needle. It was hard to imagine that amidst the Holy Fire that could dispel the Source Black Fog, the corruption in the King’s soul was still stubbornly spreading.

He hoped that after fusing with the Holy Fire Seed of Saint Rel, the stronger Holy Fire could dispel this pollution.

Rod thought.

"Did you see the Fire Seed?"

Horus’s voice sounded in his ear.

"It’s below the brilliant light."

Rod focused his gaze beneath the King, under the blazing light, where a dim red glow flickered. If not for Horus’s reminder, it would be easily overlooked.

Upon closer inspection, indeed, two dark golden Holy Fire Seeds were hidden within the red light. They lay side by side in an unusual manner, connected by an invisible ripple that firmly fixed them in a special position. An unimaginable power radiated from around them.

Initially formless and invisible, leaving only a slight curved transparent trace in the space, it quickly turned into a dark red flame.

The red glow surged, its brightness rapidly increasing, expanding into that brilliant light.

As the light continued to spread, the boundless golden flames of the Holy Fire formed.

Rod watched the magical scene with a pilgrim’s attitude. This small Fire Seed supported such a grand human civilization, allowing countless beings to survive in such a desperate end of days.

"Did you see it?" Horus’s voice echoed again.

Rod, in a very light tone, said, "Yes, that is the core of the Holy Fire."

"Yes, now, place the Holy Fire Seed into the red light, you will feel an intense burning sensation and repulsion, do not let go, resist it with all your strength until I tell you to release."

Rod cautiously held the Holy Fire Seed, probing into the red light below. The terrifying heat sensation immediately emerged from the dim light, as if he touched a red-hot iron. The scorching feeling pierced into his nerves like needles, but the current Rod was already at the Monarch Level, such pain was not enough to shake his resilient nerves.

His hand remained motionless, continuing to probe into the red light. The formless transparent ripples within the red light struck his hand like a giant iron ball hitting his fingers, the terrifying repulsion pushing against his wrist, almost breaking his bones.

However, Rod clearly realized that this was an illusion, his hand was neither burned nor broken, the pain only affected his nerves, causing his soul to spasm.

Heh, just an illusion.

Rod looked at his hand with contempt, maintaining his actions, but unknowingly, his teeth were gritting tightly.

Meanwhile, outside the Holy Fire, the Fire Priests had already formed a circle around the Holy Fire. Jon, Qingyu, Evela, and Xingge, the four chosen of fire, stood at the forefront, Horus raised both hands, releasing invisible spiritual energy, linking them together.

The Holy Fire Fusion Ceremony began immediately.

Horus and the Fire Priests had practiced this countless times. After the first fusion of the Holy Fire Seed in Starry Sky City, which went very smoothly, their detailed study of the fused Holy Fire made them realize that starting from the second fusion, each fusion would be extremely difficult. The initial two Holy Fire Seeds could be in any form, but each subsequent one had to be in a specific form.

For this reason, they specifically devised the Holy Fire Fusion Ceremony, which involved using the Fire Priests’ spiritual energy and the power of the chosen ones to forcibly place the Holy Fire Seeds in specified positions.

The principle of the ceremony was simple, but its difficulty was beyond their expectations. Four Fire Monarchs, one King of Bright Light, one King of Black Barrel, along with ninety-nine Fire Priests, still found it very challenging.

The repulsion between the Holy Fire Seeds was unimaginably strong, like a group of ants trying to shake a mountain.

"This won’t work."

Horus shouted urgently.

"The Holy Fire cannot proceed with the fusion, put in more effort."

Jon frowned deeply, sweating heavily, gripping tightly, the solid firelight on his body doubled in size, transforming into a long dragon, converging into mid-air, mixing with the firelight of Qingyu, Xingge, Evela, and merging into the Holy Fire.

The Fire Priests collectively knelt, hands clasped tightly, lending their spiritual energy to the Archbishop.