The Last King Of Darkness

Chapter 1834 - 835: Saint Longde (Part 2)

"So, everyone just needs to hold on for half a day, which is 8 clock hours."

"I believe this is entirely feasible, and we won’t even need to abandon too many outposts."

At this moment, the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone’s gaze turned towards Rod.

Rod was also quite shocked, he never thought the Chaos Crystal Wall could be used in such a way.

When he first used it, he only cared about its power and didn’t pay attention to how much impact it could have on space.

"Book, is this method feasible?" Rod asked.

The Book of Knowledge slowly turned its pages. In non-combat times, it was always calm and wise, and at this moment, the book could be trusted.

"Hmm, I remember the master’s direct tear of space was less than a few thousand yards, but if the width is compressed to a person’s width, the length could exceed a few hundred thousand yards. Considering the gaps in spatial faults and plane barriers, creating a path of thousands of thousands of yards at once doesn’t seem to be a problem."

The more it spoke, the more excited it became.

"Moreover, just to create a safe passage, Plane Erosion can skip the next step, which is not condensing the Chaos Crystal Wall. This way, the consumption of Spiritual Energy will be greatly reduced."

"Hmm, Rhein is a bit wise, although much inferior to me, his idea is quite advanced. You are essentially passing through a newly created spatial crevice, positioned in a semi-Void, unaffected by the Black Fog, yet anchored with coordinates of the Material World, perfectly avoiding the chaotic spatial attributes of the Spirit Realm and the influence of the Void."

"It can work!"

The Book of the Future shouted, "Yes, it can work, I see it, the green leaves are swaying, the sunlight is flickering, the kingfisher is chirping softly, these are the right omens."

"Indeed!"

The Book of Knowledge flipped its pages in excitement and shouted.

"I remember, before choosing the Star, I had a premonition, this Star will have a huge impact on the master... Indeed, it must be so! Back then, I foresaw this moment, I have a keener intuition about the Star than the prophecies of the Book of the Future."

"Trust me, no doubt, master."

In this moment, Rod’s heart was filled with joy.

He looked up, meeting the crowd’s gaze, and gave a definite answer.

"Feasible, Rhein’s suggestion is correct!"

In that instant, smiles appeared on everyone’s faces.

Rhein restrained his excited heart and said in a low voice, "There is no time to lose, let’s set off now."

Qingyu gently waved his hand, and the flames of the Holy Fire descended upon their foreheads.

"This is the strongest Fire Blessing, there is only so much I can do, may the Holy Fire always protect you."

The logistics officer Hullen continuously stuffed various supplies into Rod’s hands.

"Take more, Rod, this is Fuel Element, this is Firewood, this is Spirit Lamp..."

Rod gently waved his hand, "No need, I have plenty in my space stock, don’t worry, the miracles of Troli will surely bring the dawn of victory."

With that, along with Spiritual Energy, he flew out of the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground with Rhein, heading towards Saint Longde.

The situation in Trolian was so urgent, they couldn’t afford to waste a single second.

In the blink of an eye, the two most powerful meteors in Trolian streaked across the sky over the Royal City, diving into the vast Dark Great Plain.

The Dark Great Plain, located in the northern part of Trolian, is an extremely large area, at least hundreds of thousands of yards long and wide from south to north, east to west, almost connecting with all important regions.

Under Rhein’s guidance, they quickly arrived at the first dangerous place—

The Black Domain surrounding the periphery of the Main Continent.

The thick Black Fog had a distinct boundary with the plain.

Just by looking at it, Rod felt the danger.

"Sir Rod," Rhein said in a low voice, "this is the Black Domain, more accurately, a tendril of the Great Black Domain, about 160,000 yards long and 20,000 yards wide, stretching between the Dark Great Plain and Sword Scar Wasteland, also blocking our connection."

Rod nodded slightly, his mind moved, triggering the Chaos Crystal Wall.

Plane Erosion!

Swish!

Rod spread his hands, tearing open space.

In this special force, the plane’s barrier was as fragile as thin paper, but he did not hold the invisible space in his hand, only controlling the tearing force as much as possible to penetrate the bottom layer of space, opening a fault between the Material World and the Void for them to enter.

Sure enough, under his conscious manipulation, a crack was torn in the bottom space of the Material World.

Void storms seeped through, carrying a sense of danger.

Yet compared to the terrifying Black Fog, this danger was relatively insignificant.

Rhein stepped in, flying forward against the storm.

"Sir Rod, hurry, the Black Fog is already infiltrating here, we have very little time."

Rod knew this very well, not only that, the terrifying positional pressure was also pressing on the crack.

Unlike the space destroyed by the Chaos Crystal Wall, without the power of Plane Erosion, this fissure would heal in a short time.

Thin mists quickly spread over his body, the Spirit Realm Ship carried Rod’s figure through it.

The two warriors who had nearly stepped into the Primordial, traversed the narrow spatial tunnel at an unimaginable speed.