The Last King Of Darkness

Chapter 1853 - 840: Solos_2

Fallen Ship?

Rod suddenly remembered that at the Giant Graveyard, the God of Giants, Beakleus, used an ultimate prophecy that spanned countless years to tell him that the Star Marrow Altar is the key to overcoming the disaster, and the three sub-gods holding the final key are all on the Fallen Ship.

"Lord Solos."

Rod hesitated for a moment, deciding to first convey to them the details of the giant prophecy.

After hearing his words, the entire flesh space fell into silence, even the writhing intestines froze.

"Lord Rod, are you telling the truth?"

The voice of the Great Shepherd Leader rose in the air, sounding deep and hoarse.

"Did the legendary War God from the Ancient Epoch, the God of Giants, Beakleus, initially request you to flee in the prophecy?"

Rod nodded, in fact, he wasn’t the first; in many prophecies, their first reaction was always that the Black Fog was immensely strong, and their only option was to flee.

The Book of Knowledge believed they might have seen with a broader perspective the Black Fog that enveloped the entire Three Realms, or even the whole universe, hence their initial reaction was to escape.

But in reality, humanity, or all orderly creatures, are not without a chance.

Rod is the greatest opportunity.

However, the Great Shepherd Leader and Solos obviously didn’t think so; their expressions turned incredibly grave, filled with anxiety.

"No, it cannot be!"

Solos suddenly said.

"We can’t wait that long, all plans must be advanced."

"The ultimate plan is no exception."

Rod noticed that when hearing this term, Rhein’s expression became very complex.

This was also not his first time hearing it. In fact, when he first entered Saint Longde, Rhein’s subordinates also mentioned it, but they were silenced.

"Um..." Rod hesitated for a moment, still asking, "May I inquire what the ultimate plan is?"

The air became heavy. For some reason, Rod always felt as if the soul of the Great Shepherd Leader had darkened a bit.

Solos, however, appeared very calm: "Lord Rod, I don’t intend to hide it, but this matter is of great importance. I will tell you the details later. What I can say now is, it is related to the Fire Saint Emperor entering the True King Realm."

Rod’s heart shook, True King?

If he remembered correctly, the Fire Saint Emperor of Saint Longde was not even in the quasi-king realm in the Saint Longde context, how could he take that final step?

The closest to this realm was the King of Yanuo.

"However, the most important thing now is the old King of Trolian and Lord Rod."

Solos said solemnly.

"I want to take the Ender Legion and immediately head to the Fallen Ship, quickly end the current campaign, bring back the Soul Taker, and then go to Trolian to attempt to resurrect the old king who holds the Source Heavenly God Throne."

Rod immediately said, "Lord Solos, I suddenly realized, I need to kill 2 Black Fog Avatars, 100 Black Fog Primordial Bodies..."

"That’s simple." Rhein raised an eyebrow and said.

"No, not derivatives, I want to kill the main body, don’t ask why, because I am the Black Bucket... uh, Dark Destroyer!"

Solos’ face turned grave: "The true body of Black Fog Avatars and Black Fog Symbionts? It’s very difficult to find them now..."

Rod urgently asked, "Why?"

Solos said in a deep voice, "Because Eternal Night has arrived, some powerful Black Fog Primordial Bodies have started to awaken, these Black Fog Avatars and Black Fog Symbionts with true souls are converging towards more powerful beings so that they can create more derivatives."

"Yes, Lord Rod, according to Saint Longde’s years of experience, whenever a great disaster descends, the Black Fog Symbionts and Black Fog Avatars will transform into derivatives; the greater the disaster, the more numerous the derivatives, and the higher their levels."

The Great Shepherd Leader explained in detail.

"Generally, disasters might only produce a small number of derivative state Black Fog Symbionts; stronger disasters would result in many derivative state Black Fog Symbionts, and an extinction-level disaster would produce derivative state Black Fog Avatars."

Rod’s heart shook, he urgently asked, "So what about now? What level of disaster is the Eternal Night?"

The Great Shepherd Leader calmly replied, "Extinction level, almost all Black Fog Symbionts and Black Fog Avatars are in derivative states."

Invisible ripples spread across Solos’ face, obscuring his entire visage: "So, I must investigate the origin of the disaster, even tracing back through history for this purpose."

Rod’s heart sank into an ice cave. If there are no souls from the Black Fog Symbionts and Black Fog Avatars, how could he awaken the Dark Devourer? And how could he step into the Primordial Domain?

"However!"

Solos turned his tone and continued.

"The true body state of Black Fog Symbionts and Black Fog Avatars isn’t nonexistent. Those once mighty Fallen, those absolute powerhouses warped and corrupted, do not disappear; the Black Fog Symbionts and Black Fog Avatars they form still exist."

"As long as you find them, you can fulfill your needs, even though the true body state of Black Fog Symbionts and Black Fog Avatars is far stronger than the derivative state, I will make my move."

Worthy of the ultimate Ender!

Rod clenched his fists, his heart filled with excitement: "Isn’t this fine? Lord Solos?"

Rhein laughed: "With Lord Solos taking action, there’s certainly no problem."

Solos said gravely, "The battlefield of the Dead Zone is indeed important, but when confronted with even more important matters, we can only temporarily postpone it. Aiding Trolian, reviving the old king, and assisting in your ascension are our most important tasks now."