The Last King Of Darkness

Horus answered first: "I think it's best to forge him a black, cauldron-shaped weapon, as it better fits his image and facilitates the Church's propaganda."

Before Rod could speak, Lei Lu shouted, "Shut up! Do not interfere with the deep collision between our souls; this is his soul weapon, not yours."

Horus shut his mouth, and in absolute silence, Rod hesitated and replied.

"I, I don't know... The most I've used is a sword, and next, firearms, but what weapon should I use, I've never thought about."

Lei Lu pondered for a moment, then changed the angle of his question: "What about your capability? What kind of capability do you think you need?"

Rod furrowed his brow and thought for a long time. Right now, he's almost a jack of all trades, whether melee or ranged, solo or group battles, conventional or explosive combat, he has tactics.

The only regret is time.

He's always short of time.

"Endurance."

Rod blurted out.

"I need endurance."

Lei Lu suddenly had a realization: "I get it! You need a soul weapon to enhance your bed capabilities."

Rod almost spat out blood, but fortunately, Lei Lu smiled and explained.

"Just joking, don't mind it, I understand what you mean now; after all, the legends about you have made my ears callous."

Horus angrily said: "Stay serious! Lei Lu!"

"I was just lightening the mood."

Lei Lu shrugged, stood up, towering above Rod by two heads.

"Rod."

Looking down at Rod, his eyes like brass bells emitted a terrifying light, he asked with an unprecedentedly serious tone.

"If the Royal City were about to be destroyed, what would you do?"

The air grew tense, and Horus also remained silent.

Rod pondered for a moment, and carefully answered: "If monsters were attacking the city, I might use Spiritual Power Multiple Melodies... if the Holy Fire were extinguished, then I could only desperately carry the Holy Fire Seed, and save as many as I can."

In the heavy atmosphere, no one spoke.

Until a hint of a smile burst on Lei Lu's face.

"Rod, last question, if you can't divide your soul, how can I create a soul weapon?"

Rod instantly summoned Wind's Phantom:

"This is my Phantom! It has an inseparable connection with my soul! You may be able to use it instead of dividing my soul."

Lei Lu's eyes widened instantly.

"This, is this entity projection? My god, I see it, it's independent, yet it is yours..."

He gently caressed the Phantom, much like stroking a rare treasure.

"This is simply a miracle, no, no, it's more than a miracle, it seems it can enhance."

Rod admired Lei Lu's insight deeply; summoning Wind's Phantom requires a high match rate, 80% is the minimum value for summoning, and any higher match requires his meditation.

Due to the lack of time, what was summoned now is merely the minimum value.

"Yes, it can be even better."

Lei Lu grinned broadly and laughed: "Great, I now have a plan; I will definitely create a soul weapon comparable to a Divine Artifact, lend me this Phantom for research, and on the day of forging the weapon, I will notify you; at that time, you must bring the most perfect Phantom."

Rod immediately agreed: "Sure, I will do it."

Afterward, Lei Lu immersed himself in the study of the Phantom, ignoring them.

Horus seemed pleased with Lei Lu's promise, and he led Rod away from the tower.

After visiting Sigve Food Factory and Byron Alchemy Pharmaceutical Workshop successively, Horus finally received news.

The King is restored.

His heart grew back.