The Last King Of Darkness

Chapter 1727 - 799: Destruction Countdown

Trolian.

Royal City, White Tower.

Observatory.

The Master of White Tower, Great Prophet Iyeta, stood alone on the Star Chart, gigantic star tracks roared as they revolved behind him, mist-like Spiritual Energy rose from all directions, converging on his eyes.

The strings of fate, the river of time, the boundless Source Sea flashed through his vision, finally freezing in the endless darkness.

He saw that the sky was black, the earth was black, the Black Fog enveloped the world, the golden sun fell from the sky, like a descending warship.

He saw that darkened floods spread from the horizon, the boundless Black Sea submerged the world.

"Great Catastrophe."

He murmured.

"The Great Catastrophe of the Source Prophecy has finally come."

"Rod, the crisis on Rod has been triggered."

"I must go tell the King, Trolian is facing destruction... no, no!"

Iyeta’s voice suddenly became horrified.

"The King’s crisis, the King’s crisis is shining, why has it not disappeared? Wasn’t the King’s crisis long past?"

"Could this be the King’s true crisis?"

"No, impossible, absolutely impossible... Hope, where is hope?"

More mist-like Spiritual Energy gathered, the entire White Tower was radiant, this great creation, called "Source Artifact" in ancient texts, was operating at full power at this moment, all the prophets’ work was interrupted, people turned to the Prophetic Hall, not understanding why Great Prophet Iyeta needed so much power.

"What is the Tower Master doing?"

"Is there an important prophecy?"

Several apprentices tried to rush in, but were blocked by the Spiritual Energy at the door.

At this moment, the entire Prophetic Hall was shrouded in the mist of Spiritual Energy, the prophetic golden light flickered in the mist.

"Hope, where is hope?"

Iyeta urgently searched, suddenly, a loud blast was heard, the Star Chart collapsed, segments of track forged from Star Marrow Steel fell down, crashing onto the observatory.

The prophetic ritual was interrupted, the mist of Spiritual Energy dispersed, the apprentices rushed into the Prophetic Hall.

"Tower Master!"

"Teacher!"

"Are you alright?"

They picked up Iyeta from the ruins, this prophet claimed to be the strongest in a thousand years, now extremely disheveled, even his bald head covered in dust, no longer gleaming.

"The catastrophe, the Great Catastrophe of destruction has descended!"

Iyeta pushed aside the apprentices, not taking the time to wipe off the dust, he rushed towards the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.

"I must tell the King."

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Mechanical Research Institute.

On the latest production line of the 199th War Magic Statue, a researcher looked up, his gaze directed at the ceiling, murmuring in a voice no one could hear.

"Hmm, the Mysterious Disaster has arrived a day early."

He sighed gently, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, as if the fate of all of Trolian was condensed there.

"Ha, ultimately it’s still a dream, predetermined fate is unchangeable."

"That one as well, it’s ultimately too late."

"So let Trolian be destroyed."

"Goodbye, this miracle flash like dreams and bubbles."

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The sun ultimately set.

Even though it lit up the entire sky in its most glorious moment, causing Rod to briefly believe that the Sun Knight could unleash hidden power and achieve victory.

But ultimately, it still set.

Darkness submerged everything once again.

The Black Fog spread, just like before.

In Rod’s perception, Kai’s presence completely vanished, no miracle appeared, the Sun Knight ultimately fell.

At this moment, Rod’s heart was filled with frustration, regret, anger, and resentment, he gritted his teeth and asked: "Book, what on earth happened? Didn’t you say ’Sacrifice’ was my last resort? Why did it fail when I was about to use it?"

The Book of Knowledge, after a long period of contemplation, had a hint, and quickly answered:

"Master, if my guess is correct, the essence of ’Sacrifice’ is related to the fog lingering in the Three Realms Universe... Do you understand the Spiritual Fog? It is composed of wave patterns of all Spirits, all inspirations, intuitions, and perceptions come from it, all phantoms, imprints, and traces are also related to it."

"The Spiritual Fog is traceless and limitless, omnipresent, coexisting with the Three Realms yet unrelated to them, the only thing related is the ’Unseen Thing’, which is the foundation supporting the Spiritual Fog."

"However, in the ’Soul of Unseen Mysterious Shadow’ description, there is this passage: ’The twisted and mutated "Unseen Thing" causes irreversible distortion to the Spiritual Fog and spacetime’, I believe this is the root cause of ’Sacrifice’ being unusable."

Rod’s face darkened, he remembered clearly, it was the Human Demon that twisted the ’Unseen Thing’, creating the initial Unseen Mysterious Shadow.

"Doesn’t that mean ’Sacrifice’ has been unusable for a long time?"

The Book of Knowledge pondered: "In my remaining memory, it has been used, it caused significant damage to the Black Fog at that time... so only one possibility remains, the twisted mutation of the ’Unseen Thing’ intensified over the years, causing ’Sacrifice’ to become unusable."

Rod furrowed his brows, he had a feeling that the Black Fog would seal things that once posed a threat to it, the intensified mutation of the ’Unseen Thing’ is a sealing method.

If he cannot break this seal, he will always be unable to use it.

But oddly enough, once the seal is broken, the Black Fog does not immediately reseal, it seems only able to gradually handle it through Source feedback.

From this perspective, the Black Fog seems more like a natural law, a rule of the Three Realms.