The Last King Of Darkness

The king's expression looked like a capital "囧".

Horus was so angry that he was practically fuming, and shouted loudly.

"Shut up! This is disrespectful to the king! What do you think the king's body is, some kind of toy?"

Rod scratched his head, not understanding why Horus was so furious.

"I was just making a rational suggestion. The Rebirth Flesh can fully restore the king's body, so why not maximize its use? The King's Heart is so strong that calling it the Final Weapon isn't enough; it could simply be called the Core... Heart Weapon."

"So, using the same secret technique to craft an item as powerful as it, wouldn't that be good? With so many trump cards in Trolian, what could stop our rise? Would there still be any need to worry about those crises that might occur in the future?"

Horus was so angry his face almost split open; if the king hadn't been in front of him, he might have leapt up and drowned Rod in his spit.

But the king was laughing joyfully.

"Young Rod has quite the imagination, but unfortunately, you're not familiar with the Flesh Secret Technique. The heart is the Origin of Life. It's a symbol of the flesh and blood life, a fulcrum that carries the soul. To use the heart as a sacrifice, sacrificing the Origin of Life, the secret technique can only succeed, creating an avatar that maintains a special connection with me."

"The key lies in my Origin of Life. The heart is just a symbol; if it doesn't represent the Origin of Life, then it's just a lump of flesh, and I can grow as many of them as I want."

Rod finally understood and said regretfully, "So, that means your Origin of Life has already been sacrificed. Liver, lungs, intestines, hands, and feet are just meat, useless."

The king chuckled, "You can't put it that way. As a strong Monarch Level warrior, my flesh is ample and perfect, tempered by Spiritual Energy for years, containing high nutritional value. If you'd like, I can give you my body to eat, maybe it could slightly enhance your physical constitution and Soul Strength."

Horus roared in fury, "Your Majesty! What are you saying? I absolutely won't let this happen! Never!"

Rod imagined the scene and also found it unacceptable.

"Well then, that's really too bad... Here, it can be eaten directly." He handed over the flesh.

The king took the piece of flesh, examined it for a moment, and sighed, "It reminds me of a certain Ancient God's power, but strangely, I can't recall Their name at the moment, only that They are associated with flesh and rebirth, one of the few Ancient Gods with some research in the Royal City..."

Rod said nothing.

The Ancient God Heragotos, of Rebirth Flesh, after thousands of years, used all their power to deliver the Giant God Core and ancient information into his hands, but consequently, suffered severe backlash, disappearing entirely in the river of history.

Besides himself, even the Book of Knowledge forgot Their existence.

Rod sighed lightly.

It's good that way, at least no more suffering in endless pain.

"Hmm, it can indeed restore my depleted Origin of Life."

The king pondered for a moment, then suddenly snapped off his pinky finger.

"Sadly, my Origin of Life can no longer be divided, this is the only small piece I can take off, consider it a souvenir."

Rod took the pinky in surprise.

It didn't bleed, pure and translucent, like amber drenched in firelight.

"This..."

Rod instinctively felt its extraordinary nature; just moments ago, it was flesh and blood, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into powerful Spirituality material.

Evidently, that's because of the tiny piece of Origin of Life contained within it.

"What use does it have?"

The king shrugged, "I don't know either, if you want, try eating it."

Rod's face darkened. Do I really look that much like a glutton?

Horus's face grew stiff, "It's excellent material, maybe it will be useful when you forge your Soul Weapon."

Rod slightly nodded, storing the pinky into the Dream Realm, although his soul cannot be divided, perhaps the Wind's Phantom could substitute for his soul.

The king smiled, "Indeed, Master Soul-forger Lei Lu just happens to be free. You can visit him, he can check what materials your Soul Weapon needs, making it easier to prepare."

The king flicked his fingers, gently dispelling the Bright Light from the flesh, and the surging vitality immediately washed over them.

"This truly is the power of a God..."

The king sighed, taking a gentle bite.

Instantly, as if the sea of life roared forth, milky white light exploded, enveloping the king's body.

The air brimmed with vitality and power, and just standing by, Rod felt something stir within him.

Suddenly, a flash of Golden Light streaked before his eyes.

At Star Square, a string of golden numbers floated by, then disappeared into the thick fog.

Divinity +75

Great!

Rod clenched his fists tightly.

It was indeed effective!

The king should not die now, right?

Horus stood to the side, filled with joy and excitement, his withered, stiff face breaking into a cracked smile.

The king's recovery was unbelievably good news for him.

To be fair, he strongly opposed the Insubordinate Fire Plan.

In Horus's view, the king was at an age of peak vigor. Qingyu, Jon, Xingge were still young and immature, so he should rule Trolian for another twenty years, bringing this Human Kingdom to unprecedented heights before considering a successor.