If it weren’t for the king’s sake, Rod would definitely kick everyone out.

The atmosphere he had painstakingly created and the impression he had finally managed to change were shattered in an instant, the Invincible War God could no longer appear, and everything returned to square one.

On the other side, Qingyu, Jon, Xingge, and Evela were continuously adding Fire Kindling to the Holy Fire, their eyes sparkling with joy. They had never handled so much Fire Kindling in one day.

Others watched from the sidelines, as the process of adding Fuel Elements and Firewood required professional technique; throwing them in haphazardly would seriously reduce the efficacy of the Firewood.

Jon exclaimed, "The quality of this Firewood is really good, it can certainly be called a good product."

"Ah!" Qingyu exclaimed in surprise, "There are several sticks here of extremely high quality; their level is definitely considered special grade."

Xingge whispered, "Wasn’t the strength of the Holy Fire limited because there was a lack of special grade Fire Kindling? If only Rod had awakened this ability sooner."

Evela quickly said, "It’s not too late now, let’s add the good ones first before the special grade ones."

The four of them worked in unison, placing batches of Fire Kindling into the Holy Fire.

The light of the Holy Fire noticeably brightened, golden light burst forth, flames surged, a warm aura flowed forth, and the Fire Domain rapidly expanded.

Always by the king’s side, Soul Master Priscilla exclaimed in delight, "The king’s injuries are starting to heal! The aura of the Holy Fire is permeating his soul!"

At this moment, a warm current surged in everyone’s hearts.

The four Fire candidates also quickened their pace.

About half a day later, all the Fire Kindling was added into the Holy Fire; the raging flames roared in front of everyone, the powerful heat infused their entire beings, and the warm aura enveloped the entire Royal City.

At this moment, not only was the Holy Fire fully restored, it had even become stronger than before.

Jon shouted, "The Holy Fire has reached its current limit."

The surging flames engulfed the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground; everyone except Rod felt extremely comfortable.

And at this moment, Priscilla exclaimed with joy, "The king, the king has opened his eyes!"

It was as if countless thunders exploded in everyone’s hearts; they immediately gathered beside the Holy Fire and saw the king within it.

He reclined slightly in the flames, his eyes indeed open, though his golden funnel-shaped pupils looked quite dim.

"Ugh... I’m awake."

He glanced at the crowd gathered around him and immediately smiled.

"So that means the Human Demon has been defeated."

Jon shouted, "Yes, King, Brother Rod saved us once again! And Horus..."

Qingyu’s eyes were misty as she softly said, "Horus sacrificed himself; he was the greatest Archbishop in Trolian’s history, and it was he and Rod who saved us."

Everyone clamored to recount the battle, and the king just listened quietly, his gaze filled with comfort.

After a long while, he finally said, "You all did wonderfully, it seems I can rest assured and enter a deep sleep."

"Deep sleep?" Rod’s heart jolted, and he asked urgently, "How long do you plan to sleep?"

The king replied calmly, "A very long time. My soul has suffered immensely from that unknown terrifying entity, wielding unimaginable power. Without the Holy Fire, I wouldn’t have withstood a single blow; my Soul Body has shattered, and the eerie distortions echo in my soul. I must undergo a profound slumber so the Holy Fire can completely repair my soul, allowing me to recover."

He paused, and solemnly added.

"But the Holy Fire cannot go so long without a Guardian, so I have decided to step down as the king of Trolian, relinquish the Authority of Fire, and conduct the fire succession ceremony."

This statement struck everyone’s minds like a thunderbolt, leaving them stupefied, except for Rod, who reacted first, anxiously asking, "But didn’t you say the only way to break the resonance is to become part of the fire? Will you have to be thrown into the fire, becoming the Firewood?"

The king smiled and shook his head, "Don’t worry, Rod. Remember, I am the holder of the Source Heavenly God Throne. The throne can protect me, preventing me from burning up immediately. I have a special way to immerse myself into the Holy Fire; the resonance won’t fade immediately but will gradually assimilate into the new king. This way, I can recover from my injuries slowly and provide maximum assistance to you all."

"Once my injuries are fully healed, the Holy Fire will have two Guardians. By mutely resonating, we will cultivate a unique connection that only the Source Heavenly God Throne can create. It feels to me like a boiling boiler; nothing is more compatible with it than the Holy Fire."

Only then did everyone feel slightly relieved. In this situation, they didn’t want Trolian to undergo any changes, as the four King Candidates were too far apart from the king to bear the burden of guarding Trolian and the Holy Fire.

Rod asked, "Then who will be the next king?"

Their hearts clenched for a moment, especially the four candidates.

But the king’s tone remained relaxed.

"Qingyu."

"And her king consort, Rod, will assist Qingyu in guarding the Holy Fire."