The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 252 - 179 Great Sunlight_3

Chapter 252: Chapter 179 Great Sunlight_3

The man angrily said, "Kid, there’s a knack to bluffing! Reckless bluffing can kill! You say you’re a ten, let’s see you produce some Great Sunlight!"

"Alright."

"Hmm." He sneered, "Is this what all the newbies are like nowadays? If you can do it, I’ll give you both my daughters as..."

Whoom!

Like the sun descending, endless light shot out from the magic wand, the brilliant glow sweeping across the field like arrows, melting all the darkness in the endless radiance.

"Great Sunlight!"

The battle-axe woman at the front exclaimed with ecstasy:

"The Spell’s trusted aides have arrived! They’ve projected Lord Theodore’s power over here!"

The light lasted only two seconds before fading, but the Thirsty Blood Beasts were already mostly dead or injured; flames burned on their mutilated bodies, and billowing black dust rose into the air.

The tide of battle instantly turned, and the battle-axe woman shouted, "Warriors, quickly, kill them!" Swinging her axe, she chopped wildly.

The other combatants also showed off their skills, quickly eliminating the monsters.

The battlefield finally quieted down, black smoke rising everywhere.

The battle-axe woman was the same, covered in the blood of monsters, the rising black dust giving her an unusual beauty.

She carried her axe and walked back.

"You..."

Seeing Rod’s face, she hesitated before asking.

"Was it you who released the Great Sunlight?"

Rod said gently, "Shireen, you’ve worked hard. You’re still as brave as ever, your strength is even greater than before, but you’ve regressed in your mastery of inertia. Remember to go to Silan’s military base’s seventh room for training when you get back."

"What... what?" Shireen looked at the young man with astonishment, "Who are you? Do I know you?"

"I am Theodore’s... Spell’s trusted aide."

Rod forced himself to change his words; this Possession State made him resemble Theodore, but he was still Rod.

He possessed all that was his.

Except for the Spiritual Energy.

"Lord Theodore often mentions you."

A flattered look appeared on Shireen’s face.

"Really? That such a hopeless student of mine could be mentioned by the Dean..."

Rod reached out and touched her body gently, saying, "No, you are not hopeless at all; you’re growing fast. As long as you grasp the core of physical combat, even pure strength combatants can hold up their own piece of the sky."

Shireen’s entire face quickly flushed red, the excessively unusual behavior leaving her unresponsive for a moment, allowing that hand to touch unabashedly before retracting.

The surrounding combatants tactfully ran off, clearing the battlefield, bandaging the wounded, organizing the troops. There was still a lot to do. They had been incredibly lucky to survive this close call and needed to depart quickly to retreat to Byron Old City.

They left the cantankerous big sister to the unruly kid; no need to worry—the worst she’ll probably do is pull down his pants and spank him.

"Shireen, what’s the situation now? Can you tell me in detail?"

This question diverted the anger that Shireen was about to unleash.

"The situation is bad..."

She said with gloom.

"The third stronghold has been destroyed; we had to retreat. Many outposts have been destroyed; our defense is leaking like a sieve. The Commander is trying to recapture the outposts to rebuild the defense, but there are too many monsters. The Investigation Legion has already sent out a warning; the next wave of dark tide is coming soon..."

She couldn’t continue, the bleak outlook leaving no room for hope.

Rod nodded, "I know. You should quickly return to the city for repairs, and get back into the fighting order as soon as possible."

Shireen said anxiously, "Where are you going? Aren’t you coming back to the city with us? Is Lord Theodore nearby? How is he really? I heard that Laisuo City has been destroyed..."

"He is well."

Rod smiled gently and touched her body again, then took off flying.

"Don’t worry, everything will get better. Give my regards to Commander Tyrion."

Shireen stood dumbfounded for a long time before realizing she’d been taken advantage of.

"You wait for me!"

She huffed and turned to organize her troops; there were still over three hundred people waiting for her to escort them back to Byron Old City. On the frontline, non-combatants were also crucial—they would handle all logistical chores and even use weapons to help with the city’s defense.

No one saw that Rod, who had just taken off, suddenly fell from the sky.

He had released the Possession State; the flight spell immediately vanished. Fortunately, he was well-trained and managed to cushion his fall with Spiritual Energy; otherwise, he would have broken his legs.

Just coming out of his Theodore state, Rod immediately felt an intense heartache—not a single one of those critically injured dying monsters had he killed.

And what the hell was with that groping?

Dean, so this is who you are? Even if you’re hungry, you should choose the right time and place, who just grabs someone in public?

Rod kept a multitude of thoughts to himself, urgently wanting to return to the Dream Realm to confront this improper old man.

Of course, the most important thing was that his Spiritual Energy was running low; he had to return to the Dream Realm to ignite the Stars. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be enough.

Rod gestured with his hands and returned to the Dream Realm, immediately seeing Theodore standing by the Obelisk.

His Spiritual Body had become much fainter, a pale grey mist surrounding him as if it intended to merge with him.

"You’re back."

The moment Theodore saw him, his eyes were filled with laughter.

"I’m about to disappear."