Chapter 960: Chapter 505: King of Worms_2
After walking a little further, Rod finally found Chucher trapped in a white cocoon at a corner and rescued him.
As a Guardian, Chucher was far stronger than the warriors of the Seventh Team. If it weren’t for rescuing people, he wouldn’t have been sucked in.
After clearing the white liquid off him, Chucher immediately woke up.
Upon seeing Rod, a smile appeared on his face.
"As expected, Brother Rod. I knew you would come."
He stood up and immediately noticed the warrior of the Seventh Team being dragged by Frank, and the smile on his rugged face grew more prominent.
"Great, you’ve already rescued them. They’re good kids, just lack experience."
Rod nodded: "Fortunately, you covered each of them with a layer of Spiritual Protection before they were wrapped in the white cocoon. Otherwise, by the time I got here, they would have been digested."
Chucher smiled faintly: "The moment I chose to save them, I already envisioned this moment. I believed you would save us, so I did my utmost to protect their lives. In the future, they will all be the hope of Trolian."
Anna asked curiously: "What about Rod?"
Chucher took out his large axe and hammer from his back and said casually: "He is already like a towering tree."
With a bang, the hammer and axe collided, producing a deafening sound.
"Let’s destroy this monster lair to pave the way for the next cleanup."
With Chucher’s addition, the pace of advancement further accelerated.
Chucher’s Soul Trait is the Heavenly Power, which can greatly increase his Spiritual Power Strength and Soul Resistance. During an outburst, his Spiritual Power can even momentarily approach the Fourteenth Level, completely suppressing the Thirteen Level Spiritual Power of a Profanity Warrior.
Rod didn’t even have to burn blood; the Divine Strike could pierce through the Spiritual Protection of a Profanity Warrior just by hitting where Chucher had landed a Heavy Strike, creating a Soul Void.
Chucher, worthy of being a seasoned Guardian, had an innate combat sense, and quickly integrated into Rod’s Combat System, swiftly adapting to his combat rhythm.
He consistently created opportunities for Rod, accelerating the speed of killing the Profanity Warriors.
In the Dream Realm, the laughter of the Book of Knowledge was almost incessant.
"Hahaha, so many, so many souls!"
"I finally have a familiar feeling again."
"Master, hurry and sacrifice, there are not many Souls Without Spirit left!"
Rod quickly completed the sacrifice during a brief respite.
Various soul residues instantly filled the Soul Altar.
In such a short time, Rod had obtained over 3 billion Souls Without Spirit, 300,000 Spirituality, 15 fragments of Greed And Evil Thoughts, 301 Soul Trait Blocks for Soul Devouring, and 150,000 Soul Residue.
Materials for repairing the Dream Realm were temporarily plentiful, the Book of Knowledge laughed so much it almost tore.
Beside him, Asa’s eyes turned green staring at the 15 pieces of Greed And Evil Thoughts. Unfortunately, without Rod’s permission, he couldn’t take even one piece.
"That cunning guy."
Asa grumbled discontentedly, pondering how he could best express his "sincerity."
On the other side, the Book of the Future was indulging in its feast within the Spirituality.
For the master’s great massacre, it felt completely natural.
"Hurry and recover, I long to wield the Authority of destiny... that feeling of controlling everything... ooh, it’s all that damn Asa’s fault..."
In the Dream Realm, only the puppet silently worked, repairing the large hole at the top of the Dream Realm.
Before long, Rod finally reached the deepest part of the lair.
"The King of Worms is here."
Chucher swung his large axe, pointing to a massive deep hole in the distance.
"This is a very powerful monster, possibly close to the Fifth Tier, and it’s attempting to transition to King Level, so it’s been quite active, constantly ordering its subordinates to find things for its ascension."
"Ascension materials?" Rod asked in surprise: "What are those?"
Frank whispered: "Monsters require many conditions to ascend from Strong Level to King Level, and anything that could potentially help their ascension is called an ascension material."
"Right." Chucher said solemnly: "It’s extremely difficult for a monster to promote its Source to a Strong Source, almost an impossible task. Their way of obtaining a Strong Source is through plunder."
Frank continued: "The essence of a Strong Source is the power to control stronger, higher-level law and order, and some powerful items can help them seize this power, like a Holy Fire Seed, which is why monsters are attracted to it."
Rod glanced at him, feeling that Frank knew quite a lot.
"There’s no way there’s a Holy Fire Seed here, right?"
Frank shook his head: "Of course not. In Starry Sky City, the Starry Queen suppresses everything. If there were a Holy Fire Seed, she would quickly snatch it up. But Starry Sky City is full of relics, it might have plundered some precious items."
Blood boiled within Rod, and he shouted: "Alright, let’s quickly eliminate it."
Chucher shouted vehemently, blue Spiritual Power expanded around him, making him look like a blue giant, with blue thunder entwined around his hammer and axe.
Rod once again slit his wrist, blood spilling over his whole body, the flame of the soul igniting on him, Spiritual Power within his soul started to boil.
Simultaneously, he summoned his Wind’s Phantom, as expected, the phantom inherited his flame.
As they prepared to jump down, Frank suddenly handed over a bottle of greenish potion.
"Brother Rod, drink it, it’s a specially concocted potion by me, which can further stimulate Spiritual Power and provide protection for the soul."
Rod skeptically glanced at the potion, the vibrant green color made it seem like some kind of urine.
But he didn’t hesitate for long; trusting Frank, he downed it in one go.
The potion flowed down his throat like oil, the strange sensation quickly spreading through his body, Rod sensed his Spiritual Power indeed became stronger, which was rare, as most potions had no effect on him.
"Good, very good!"
A sudden idea sparked in Rod’s mind, but he didn’t dwell on it; instead, he moved to the edge of the hole.
"Let’s begin, its life is already at an end."
Chucher laughed heartily: "Exactly, Brother Rod, its funeral has begun."
He leapt first, with Rod right behind, Mephit and Anna following, and Frank staying above to protect the still-unconscious warriors of the Seventh Team.
The cave was deep, and the moment they jumped down, Rod was overwhelmed by the nauseating stench.
In the vision of the Eye of the Soul, a massive figure was moving, and Rod realized with shock that it was at least two hundred yards tall, with a strong human upper body and a long worm-like lower body, exuding an overwhelming stench.
The King of Worms let out a terrifying roar with a head that was rotten and grotesque, and the face was full of countless tormented expressions.
With each appendage connected to a giant Black Blade, an even more astonishing Spiritual Power Wave surged towards him.
But no matter how high its Spiritual Power Level, when struck by Anna’s Spirit Spear, it was still forced into Paralysis for half a second.
That half-second was their first round of attack.
Chucher, an azure Spiritual Power swelling around him like a mighty giant, swung his hammer and axe, which flared with intense lightning, heavily striking the abdomen of the King of Worms.
Immediately after, Rod delivered his Divine Strike as the King of Worms was still forcibly paralyzed, piercing through its Spiritual Defense, leaving a Soul Void.
More and more arms extended from the upper body of the King of Worms, each wielding a large Black Blade, as even greater Spiritual Power Waves surged towards them.
Rod leapt back, waiting for the Soul Overheat to subside.
By then, he noticed frost beginning to form on the King of Worms’s body.
Nearby, Asa was staring fixedly at the 15 pieces of Greed And Evil Thoughts, his eyes glowing green with longing. Alas, without Rod’s permission, he couldn’t obtain a single piece.
"Not bad, just as expected of you."
Rod thought.
It was a pity that she wasn’t there when Asa, the cunning bastard, was needed...
Taking a deep breath, Rod once again lunged with his sword as the King of Worms was forced into paralysis by a Spirit Spear.
A deep roar of pain erupted from the King of Worms as its Spiritual Defense was pierced through, yet a Soul Void had yet to form.
Then, just as the opening window of paralysis was closing, Rod surged forward to strike again.
A Dream Fragment!
It was inside the body of the King of Worms.
Suddenly, a jolt shot through Rod’s eyes.
Rod’s heart swelled with a powerful sense of destiny.
With determination blazing in his mind, he was ready to embrace the epic confrontation at the monster’s lair.
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