CH 215

At night, when Rode finished training Kassan and a group of new students, he returned to the dream to conduct a routine inspection.

Suddenly, he found that there had been a change in the long-unchanged stone platform:

——

Due to the current "Abyss of Darkness" state, the special items that can be created are:

【Guardian of the Abyss】

Requires fifty units of humanity and one unit of monster ashes.

Only three can be created.

——

Rode was shocked.

Isn't this the special item I originally created?

Can the dream leave the "Abyss of Darkness" and return to refresh?

Is this a good thing? I thought only three could be created.

Rode laughed so hard his face almost twisted.

Fifty units of humanity were nothing to him now, and he had so many monster ashes that they were almost piling up like a mountain.

He immediately created three more 【Guardians of the Abyss】.

Now, his obelisk was secure once again.

Hahaha, ancient god Hraegatos, are you coming again?

Rode ran to the omen side of the obelisk and took a look.

Sure enough, the words on it had changed:

The dream is entering the "Abyss of Darkness," and the gaze of the ancient god Hraegatos is moving away.

The words were flashing, and the bright red blood on the stone surface was wriggling, quickly turning into another line:

Invasion over, the dream has escaped the gaze of the ancient god Hraegatos.

A new invasion is imminent.

——

However, before Rode could even start laughing, he was suddenly engulfed by a golden sea.

A line of incredibly dazzling golden text appeared before his eyes.

Human hope increased, divinity +46.

Rode's eyes widened in an instant, his heart stopped beating, and time seemed to stand still.

After several seconds, his mind finally understood the meaning of this line of text, and a wave of ecstatic emotion immediately engulfed him like a tsunami.

It's here!

Finally here!

Hahaha, I knew it, I've done so much, how could I not have divinity!

【Increasing the possibility of inheriting the civilization of the fire of civilization, lifting the civilization sliding into the dark abyss, will increase your divinity】

It's absolutely right!

How could I not increase the possibility of inheriting human civilization after Theodore and I killed the remnants of the abyss, and after the two heroes fought against the dark tide? How could I not lift a civilization sliding into the dark abyss?

Killing that high judge gave me one point, and after doing so many great things, how could it not give me more?

Rode focused and immediately saw his current divinity.

52 points!

He could extract five units of divinity!

Rode laughed so hard his mouth split, immediately extracting two units of divinity, doing two units of soul firewood, adding them to 【Elegy of the Soul】 and 【Divine Sense】, and adding all the souls to the fire.

The two stars finally changed into a new state.

【Elegy of the Soul】

【Status: Extreme Burning】

【Star Power: None】

【Infusion: No Soul】

【Add Fire: Humanity】

【Quantification: Not Available】

【Potential: Fierce Fire】

【Intensity: 8055】

【Description: She has fallen, but her faith remains】

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【Divine Sense】

【Status: Extreme Burning】

【Star Power: Inspiration】

【Infusion: No Soul】

【Add Fire: Humanity】

【Quantification: Not Available】

【Potential: Fierce Fire】

【Intensity: 2750】

【Description: He who will shake the world, must remain silent for a long time】

——

Looking at the numbers at the top of the obelisk, they had changed to:

Soul Strength: 19205

Soul Stars: 6

Humanity: 99115

Divinity: 32

No Soul: 0

——

Rode was very satisfied, with no problems other than having relatively few souls.

The only thing left for these two stars was to hunt and add fire.

As long as an infinite amount of soul was invested, they would naturally be able to increase infinitely, until the "Eternal Fire."

Hahaha.

Hurry up and give me a battle rating, I can't wait.

Rode happily came to the Light Platform and once again entered the state of controlling the dream.

Sure enough, the majestic and vast River of Eternal Death was nowhere to be seen.

All around was dark, the dream was sailing in the universe, and floating in an endless cave.

The dream's bubble flew in the boundless void, leaving only a long trail.

Rode suddenly had an idea.

If he returned to the "Abyss of Darkness," he could create the "Guardian of the Abyss."

Then, if I return to the "River of Eternal Death," can I create the "Spirit of Immortality"?

The "Spirit of Immortality" was a miraculous creation that could keep him alive for 30 seconds.

And the "Guardian of the Abyss" could protect his body—the obelisk—from being destroyed.

If I keep jumping back and forth between the two, can't I create an infinite number of "Guardians of the Abyss" and "Spirits of Immortality"?

Wouldn't I and my body be invincible?

Then wouldn't I be invincible?In heaven and earth, no one can kill me, right?

I don't have to be afraid of any invasion anymore. Even the ancient god Hraegatos would flee at the sight of me!

Wow hahaha!

In his excitement, Rode immediately changed the direction of the dream bubble and flew towards the "River of Eternal Death" once again.

There's nothing to fear from the gaze of the ancient god. I'll just fly over and then fly back, and you won't be able to catch me.

Hahaha, Hraegatos, come and fight me!

Hey, I'm in, now I'm out, you can't catch me.

Rode laughed until his bones were about to break.

According to estimates, it would take about a day to reach the border of the two places.

Another day, and he would officially enter the "River of Eternal Death".

If everything goes smoothly, an average of four days for a round trip.

The efficiency is acceptable.

Of course, Rode also knew very well in his heart that he couldn't be invincible. Even his Spirit Six Harmony couldn't break through Hraegatos' defenses, so it didn't matter how many times he didn't die.

But his actual combat capability had been greatly improved.

In high-level battles, a second of mistake is enough to determine life and death. What does it mean to not die for thirty seconds?

As long as I can fight, I will kill them all.

Then, after developing the town of Fuxing, will there be any more challenges?

Using Fuxing Town as a stepping stone, step by step, to assist the king in completing his Holy Fire plan, then turn around and sweep the royal city, wiping out all those monsters and demons.

Wouldn't this world become better?

Rode laughed happily.

A beautiful tomorrow seemed to be right in front of him. As long as he accelerated forward, he could reach the end of happiness.

—

But on the second day, this happiness was shattered.

Rode eagerly went to Gray Street No. 17 to get materials, only to find a big lock on the door, and no response when he knocked on the door with the red brick used as a doorbell.

No way?

Did the medicine lady run away?

Rode tried to maintain his basic calmness. He knew that the medicine lady sometimes closed her shop.

But with such a large sum of money and materials in her hands, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Rode hurried to the Hunter Branch.

After the Black Tide ended, a large number of hunters who had been conscripted to the front lines returned to the royal city.

The tavern in the Hunter Branch was no longer quiet. The hunters enjoyed a rare rest time, and no one was willing to take on tasks. They all drank, ate, and gambled wildly in the tavern.

The tavern was packed every day, and the bustling noise even reached several streets away.

Rode pushed open the door, bypassed a large group of hunters who were frantically guessing dice, and found Ado at the counter.

"Hey, Soren, good morning. Are you here to clean the sewer again today?"

Ado smiled and made him a "Golden Chrysanthemum" drink.

"No, Ado, I don't want to go to the sewer today."

Rode drank the "Golden Chrysanthemum" in one gulp, and the slightly sour and refreshing liquid eased his anxious mood.

Ado's face turned slightly red, and she said softly, "Soren, do you have time to come to my house today? I'll show you the real blooming lilies."

"No, no need, I won't take the kindergarten bus today."

Ado blinked. "What kindergarten bus?"

Rode leaned in, about to ask about the medicine lady, when Ado suddenly kissed his cheek.

"Thank you, Soren."

She said softly, her cheeks blushing, her eyes full of watery waves.

Rode was taken aback. "Thank me for what?"

Ado pouted and said softly, "Stop asking."

But in his heart, he was secretly delighted. This dreamlike big brother had come back after disappearing for a while, proving that he still had a place in his heart.

He had come back and helped her clear the sewer tasks again. It was worth noting that during this time, almost all the hunters in the entire Hunter Guild had come to a standstill. Even the old man Jahan's scolding had no effect.

And his Hunter Branch had once again become outstanding.

Ado was so happy at the thought of the jealous looks of the other leaders, and she liked this big brother who came to her branch to help her more and more.

Of course, she didn't know that this big brother in her heart was two years younger than her.

Although Rode hadn't changed much, he still habitually dressed like an adult, and still used the name "Soren" and the title "Great Wither" as a hunter.

Rode coughed and asked, "Ado, do you know where the medicine lady is today?"

Ado covered her mouth and smiled. "It's normal. Illegal manufacturers like them often have to go out to collect materials that are regulated or taboo, and sometimes they have to lay low. It's normal for them to disappear for a day or two."

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"Then they won't run away?"Ado pondered for a moment before answering, "There are those who run away, but they're just minor creators. They make a quick buck and bolt. Hunters who get duped don't bother complaining to the adjudication office... But the apothecary has her own workshop. She's been doing business on Grey Street for six or seven years, so don't worry."

I see...

Rode fell into deep thought, when suddenly he felt a warmth on his cheek as Ado took the opportunity to kiss him again.

"Hehe, a pensive Soren is so cute."

Rode's expression darkened, and just as he was about to scold Ado for engaging in inappropriate behavior on a kindergarten bus, suddenly, a drunkard lunged at them.

"Ado, give me a kiss too."

Smack!

Rode blocked his hand.

"Buddy, you've had too much to drink. Go sober up."

The drunkard squinted at him, slurring, "Get lost, kid. Do you know who I am? The famous Potato King of Stone City, a level six hunter. What piece of shit are you?"

With a large swing, he aimed a slap at Rode's face.

Rode couldn't be bothered with more words. He dodged the slap with a sidestep and countered with a hook punch straight to the face. As the man clutched his face, Rode grabbed the back of his collar and threw him out.

This action was like poking a hornet's nest, and at least two tables of burly men stood up at once.

"Kid, what are you doing hitting people? Which branch are you from?"

Rode declared loudly, "I am a hunter from this very branch. My title is 'The Great Wither.' Everyone saw it; he harassed Ado first and threw the first punch. I was merely retaliating."

"Bullshit! I've been here for five years and never seen you!"

Whoosh! A bottle flew towards him.

Rode raised his hand to block it, and the bottle shattered, sending fragments flying and drenching him in alcohol.

Rode's anger flared, and he sneered, "Looking for a beating, are you?"

A drunkard shouted, "He's from outside, here to cause trouble!"

"Get him!"

A commotion ensued as a dozen drunkards overturned tables and charged.

In the past, Rode would have hesitated to fight back.

But now, he had undergone a transformation.

Cold light flickered in Rode's eyes as he dodged a fierce kick to the left, clenched his fist with one hand, and delivered a heavy blow to the man's abdomen.

The drunkard's spiritual defenses were weak, and he immediately knelt down, vomiting everything in his stomach.

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Rode bent over and with a backhand slap, knocked another man to the ground, then leaped forward into the fray, punching and kicking wildly.

Thomas spin, side flip, handstand, whirl flip, Swallow balance, Jocke step – the combat techniques he had mastered during this time were put to full use, leaving his opponents sprawled on the ground, unable to get within a foot of him.

More hunters stood up, joining the fray.

The fight escalated, and the entire tavern was smashed to pieces.

Ado hid behind the counter, the sounds of chaos ringing in her ears like firecrackers.

Worried sick, she quickly contacted the hunter group leader Jahan through spiritual communication, swiftly reporting the situation to the headquarters and requesting backup.

Upon hearing of the brawl in the tavern, Jahan rushed out before he could even finish his business.

He quickly called up the others who were discussing elite missions at the headquarters and headed to the scene.

By the time they arrived at the hunter branch on Rand Square, the fight was over.

The tavern was in ruins, not a single intact table remained, and the floor was littered with drunkards, groaning in pain.

Amidst the wreckage stood a young man not yet twenty.

Jahan quickly activated his spiritual vision and scanned the area.

Thankfully, no one was dead.

But then his anger soared. Lord Dalin had repeatedly ordered the hunter group not to cause trouble. Since the Sun Festival, Jahan had been diligently putting out fires every day, not even having time for a proper bathroom break. And just when he finally had a moment to himself, trouble erupted.

The hunter group had maintained a six-month accident-free record, now broken by this individual.

Jahan raged, "Fine! Deduct points! Confinement! What's your name? I'm going to revoke your hunter license!"

But the man didn't even bother with him, his gaze passing directly over Jahan to a hunter behind him.

"Huh? Mephisto, what are you doing here?"