The Last King Of Darkness

Chapter 1699 - 790: I Am the Heavens (3)

"What happened? The entire Divine City is trembling!"

Olivia hurriedly said, "Be careful, I see all the Black Fog of the city gathering towards a point, the Source Black Fog is compressing together, transforming into something even more profound—a powerful entity is being born!"

Rod hadn’t had the chance to speak before he heard a sharp, maniacal laughter.

"Ah hahahaha, you foolish King of Devouring Feces, you’ve finally fallen for it! Your doomsday has arrived!"

"Ack!"

Rod instantly recognized the voice of this Leader of Evil Thoughts—he’d remember it even if it turned to ashes.

"How could he be here?"

After the battle with the Blood God, the severely injured Ack had disappeared for a long time. The Royal City searched for him high and low, and Lucian the Judgment Chief almost overturned the land, yet couldn’t find his trace.

Unexpectedly, he actually followed us to Taranor Divine City?

Almost simultaneously, Asa suddenly raised his head from the pile of dung and shouted, "Ack, it’s Ack, I smell his scent, that sour and disgusting smell must be him. He’s nearby, right ahead. Master, as long as you kill him, I’ll be unimpeded. Apart from the elusive evil thought Alan, no evil thought will stop me from controlling the Evil Thought Space and deciphering the Evil Thought Stele—the remaining evil thoughts will disintegrate, and I will soon become the legendary King of Evil Thoughts!"

Rod suppressed his excitement, calmly increasing the strength of the Eye of the Soul to the maximum, while focusing all his attention on perception.

This time, he absolutely cannot let him escape.

"Ack!"

Rod spoke in a deep voice.

"You’re mistaken; I am not the King of Devouring Feces, I am Trolian’s Invincible War God."

He had nothing to say to Ack; communicating was merely to trick him into revealing a flaw. This Ancient Evil Thought had an irreparable flaw in his nature, and often appeared not very clever.

Of course, this was also related to his arrogance.

"Hehehe!"

Ack’s sharp laughter echoed through the sewers.

"It’s useless to disguise. I’ve already seen through you; you are the King of Devouring Feces."

Rod calmly replied, "Why would you think so?"

Ack sneered, "Still trying to disguise? I admit you tricked me for a while. Your tactic to intentionally expose the truth, making us think it’s an illusion, is clever. But that’s temporary; the essence cannot be hidden."

Rod slowly walked towards the front left; he had basically determined that Ack was in that position.

He continued to ask, "What essence of mine?"

Ack let out another sharp laugh, "Too much. Do you think you’ve hidden well? Don’t forget that Evil Thoughts are eternally indestructible. My experience surpasses yours by countless times—you can’t escape my wise eyes... Look at your mastery of the sewer. Such a complex and unfamiliar sewer, I originally thought it would take you half a day to explore, yet you found it in half a clock hour. Your feces power even exceeded my expectations. Asa, that fool, is merely your stand-in. You can’t fool me."

Originally meaningless dialogue unexpectedly stirred a bit of anger in Rod’s heart, and equally enraged was Asa.

He roared, "Master, let me out. I want to teach him a lesson. I want to eat him! I want to show him what truly is the King of Devouring Feces!"

As he spoke, he stuffed feces into his mouth vigorously.

Rod suppressed his anger and just as he was about to speak further, a great roar shook the sewer. Surging Spiritual Energy rose into the sky, and Space twisted like dough.

Boom!

A massive shadow appeared before him. Below it were endless tentacles, above an oval body, without limbs, without a head, entirely black, surrounded by the solemn Source Black Fog.

From appearance, it seemed like an incredibly powerful Black Fog Symbiont.

But that shape—wasn’t it the God of Contaminated Blood?

Rod widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe what he saw.

The form of the Blood God was something he couldn’t possibly forget.

But wasn’t the God of Contaminated Blood already slain beneath Great Dragon City?

Moreover, the monster before him was somewhat different from the God of Contaminated Blood. The God of Contaminated Blood was submerged in red light, externally appearing like a severely decayed squid that soaked in water for a long time. Squirming flesh mixed with rotting skin, looking more like a flesh monster.

While the monster before him was constructed from some form of extremely deep darkness, apart from black, it had no other color.

In an instant, Rod recalled the Pope’s last words.

He had once told him that he’d seen a strong figure identical to this in the starry sky.

The Book of Knowledge shouted, "Black Fog can resurrect the strong figures it once devoured—in the form of Black Fog Symbionts!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Ack’s maniacal laughter came from within the body of the Black Fog Blood God.

"No need to bother looking for my location; I am right in front of you."

"To die under the influence of the Divine Power of the Supreme Will Envoy is your honor."

"Thank you, King of Devouring Feces. If it weren’t for you opening the Sealing Plate, I wouldn’t have been able to gather so much Source Black Fog, nor would I have been able to resurrect the Blood God that was about to destroy you all!"

More Black Fog gathered from all directions, and the body of the Black Fog Blood God became even larger, its spiritual energy instantly reached the limit of level 17. The powerful Basic Origin Field spread widely.