The Last King Of Darkness

Chapter 1851 - 839: The Source (2)

He immediately placed these corrosive materials into a box, took it to the surface, and informed Rhein of the matter.

Rhein’s expression immediately became serious. He examined these corrosive materials carefully and sensed something amiss.

"These corrosive materials appear to have naturally coagulated from filth, yet they just so happen to block the key passageways, precisely the areas most suitable for the spread of pollution. There are too many coincidences, the probability of natural formation is zero."

"Lord Rod, I really don’t know how to express this... This must be reported to the Great Shepherd Leader, perhaps, this is our opportunity!"

Rod was also excited at heart. If they could find the Dark Spirit, perhaps there would be a real chance to eliminate it.

So far, he hadn’t found any traces of evil thoughts in Saint Longde.

Asa, on the other hand, was very expectant about this. Although he hadn’t fully digested his evil thoughts, more Evil Thought Elements were always useful to him.

As time quickly reached dusk, just as Rod was about to go with Rhein to see the Great Shepherd Leader, he suddenly felt an extremely strong force rapidly approaching the Royal City.

"It’s Lord Solos!"

Rhein shouted.

"The Ender of All Things, Lord Solos has returned to the Royal City early! He finally came back!"

At this moment, Rod finally witnessed what the pinnacle of human combat power looked like. In his perception, it was as if a colossal being was breaking through the wind and waves, pushing away the ocean of all things with a thunderous force coming towards him.

Is this the strongest in Saint Longde?

The Book of Knowledge murmured: "Familiar, familiar, this feeling is very familiar. The former Master of Dreams had this kind of might as well..."

But in the next second, this immense aura disappeared instantly. In front of Rod’s eyes, a clear ripple spread out, and a yellow leg stepped out from the air. Soon, the whole person appeared in front of them out of thin air.

It was a tall, thin middle-aged man, wearing a bright yellow high-necked robe, with strange transparent ripples flowing around him, concealing his appearance. But those golden eyes were a striking yellow-orange, filled with endless murderous intent, extremely terrifying.

However, in the next moment, the murderous intent in his eyes dissipated, and his gaze became casual and indifferent.

"Ah, Rhein, long time no see, your spirit is still so sharp. Although you’re unlikely to reconsolidate the Primordial Essence, if you can make the most of this sharpness, it shouldn’t be an issue to master a Root Origin."

Rhein was full of joy, shouting: "Lord Solos, why did you come back early?"

Solos’ golden eyes slightly curved, carrying a hint of a smile.

"A big event like the connection between Saint Longde and Trolian, how could I stay away."

He turned his head, his gaze sweeping towards Rod.

"This is the legendary miracle of Trolian, the thousands of housewives..."

Rod immediately interrupted him: "Lord Solos, I am Rod of Trolian."

Rhein happily added: "The King of the Sewers, the Black Meal Bucket!"

At this moment, Rod really wanted to beat Rhein to death, but Solos seemed not to hear. He was staring intently at Rod, that direct gaze making Rod feel a bit awkward.

Just not knowing how to start, Solos suddenly said: "Like, too much alike."

In the Dream Realm, the Book of Knowledge shouted: "An inspiration sweep passed over the high-level Spirit Realm, seemingly searching for something but didn’t find us."

In front of them, there was a trace of disappointment on Solos’ face, but he continued to repeat: "Like, too alike... but how is this possible?"

Rhein was confused, couldn’t help but ask: "Lord Solos, do you know his origin? Lord Rod is a Life of Man!"

Solos nodded and shook his head. In Rod’s perception, there was no trace of power in him, just like an ordinary person, but if observed closely, he resembled a stone, inscrutable.

The Book of the Future flipped through its pages worn out, unable to find an angle to spy from, and exclaimed in horror: "How is this possible? How can such an existence be?"

Rod also furrowed his brows, scrutinizing him, hoping to sense the demeanor of a Source Law strongman who had entered the Fourth Stage, but he failed.

"Let’s go down."

After a long while, Solos finally spoke.

"If anything needs to be said, let’s say it in the Seniel Space."

He lightly stomped his foot, and Rod didn’t know what happened, suddenly appearing in front of the Flesh Throne.

"Rondo Star, I’m back, you still look so spirited."

Solos opened his arms and, to Rod’s astonishment, embraced that mass of flesh.

"Solos."

The Great Shepherd Leader reminded: "Don’t call my name, it corrodes my fate, causing negative effects."

A heavy sense of regret flashed through Solos’ golden eyes.

"Sorry, Great Shepherd, I always forget."

He paused for a moment, then continued.

"I’ve received all your Spiritual Communications, I can tell you now, this Eternal Night is not a simple disaster, it’s far more complex than we imagined."

"I have a hunch that the existence of Trolian itself is somehow specially linked to the advent of this Eternal Night."

Rod couldn’t help but ask: "Lord Solod, why do you say that?"

Solos shook his head slightly.

"The specific reasons are too complicated, not something that can be explained in a few words. Among them, perhaps your connection with the Source Heavenly God Throne plays a part."

Rod’s heart trembled, my connection with the Throne? The coming of Eternal Night, related to us?

Solos observed the doubt in his eyes, softly saying: "The Source Heavenly God Throne is the most terrifying existence among all Lifes of Man. We’ve known this from the souls of evil thoughts long ago, and confirmed it with numerous ancient books from the Fire Epoch. Its appearance is simply a miracle among miracles."

"And you, Lord Rod, though I’m not certain, your existence is very special, very, very special. My intuition tells me, you and the Source Heavenly God Throne are both related to Eternal Night."

At this time, Rhein suddenly asked: "Lord Solos, is it related to the Awakening of the Human Demon?"

Solos continued to shake his head: "That’s a result, not a cause. In fact, I am investigating the cause of the Eternal Night’s arrival."

Rod’s heart tightened, immediately telling him what happened in the Giant Dragon Graveyard.

Both Solos and the Great Shepherd Leader fell into deep thought.

"Strange, the residual soul of the Red War God Beakleus?"

"Why you?"

Solos furrowed his brows tightly, vaguely grasping something.

"Destroying Darkness... Are you the legendary Destroyer?"

Rod’s heart tightened, to avoid causing a disturbance, he never mentioned this term, yet he didn’t expect Solos to say it.

Pa!

Almost immediately, Solos pressed his hand onto Rod’s forehead.

"That’s right."

He murmured.

"Really alike, the ancient texts of East mention the Light of Hope, the Dark Destroyer, the Black Fog Destroyer, didn’t expect it really exists."

"Ah, you are a Life of Man on the same level as the Source Heavenly God Throne."

"If I’m not mistaken, your ascension is related to one of your abilities, all your power centers around it, you are a Spirit Fire User of Starfire, different from ordinary Spirit Fire, ordinary Starfire, you are special."

Rod’s heart stirred, already having a faint idea.

The Book of Knowledge also paced back and forth in the Dream Realm, the truth was now separated from them by just a thin layer.

Suddenly, the Book of Knowledge stopped, and both of them exclaimed together.

"Dark Devourer!"