CHAPTER 1168: CHAPTER 598: THE DARK PURGER (SECOND UPDATE)

In the face of everyone’s doubts, Rod just smiled faintly.

"Don’t worry, there’s nothing that can devour me."

"And no monster can be my match."

With a quick movement, Rod shot out like a bolt of lightning.

The small figure was engulfed in the overwhelming gray mist in the blink of an eye.

These spirit-type monsters born of polluted spirituality were almost all gray, and they resembled a terrifying sandstorm threatening to sweep over the world.

Liszt was so anxious that he almost jumped off the rock to chase after Rod, but fortunately, he was held back by Numbers 7 and 9 just in time.

In terms of frontal combat power, he was merely a Third Rank combatant with no large-scale destructive capabilities.

Rushing in like that would only result in being buried in dust alongside Rod.

"Number 1," Number 19 said, "please trust Number 0, he will create a miracle."

Liszt shouted angrily, "How to create a miracle? Haven’t you studied the combat power estimation course of the Investigation Legion? What is the theoretical limit for a Special Level combatant? One million mature-level monsters! If you consider soul pollution, it’s only a hundred thousand. How many tens of thousands are there here?"

Number 19 said, "Number 0 has a very strong soul purification ability, and he is part of the Starfire Series with multiple methods."

"Don’t tell me those things!" Liszt snapped, "Nothing can deal with this many monsters, even dust should be handled by someone designated to sweep it up!"

Number 7 suddenly said, "Number 0 is not a reckless person; he must understand this better than us. If he insists on going, he must have his reasons."

Number 9 added, "The battle will certainly go smoothly at first, and Number 0 will not be in danger. If he shows any sign of faltering, it will not be too late for us to assist."

This finally calmed Liszt down.

After being silent for a few seconds, he said, "Alright, everyone prepare the markers, and if anything unusual happens, we’ll rush to Number 0 without hesitation to activate the marker on him."

Numbers 7 and 9 nodded in unison, "Alright, agreed."

Liszt walked to the edge of the rock, gazing in the direction Rod had flown.

The area was already engulfed in gray mist, obscuring the battle scene.

Everyone silently prayed in their hearts, hoping that Rod could once again create his true miracle.

In the distance.

Surrounded by the "sandstorm," Rod wasn’t struggling as they imagined.

He wasn’t even using Spiritual Energy; he was just flying aimlessly.

Within two hundred yards around him, it was empty. The gray evil thoughts evaporated the moment they neared this range.

The "sandstorm" raged wildly two hundred yards away but couldn’t penetrate in the slightest!

Rod was like a super filter bubble; no matter how violent the sandstorm, once it entered the filter bubble, it would instantly calm down.

And in his sight, countless gray lines flew into his body, and numerous souls gathered toward the Dream Realm.

Soul Without Spirit +65

Soul Without Spirit +101

Soul Without Spirit +85

...

White words scrolled frantically before his eyes, the speed so fast that it seemed like a blur, and Rod directly ignored it.

Within the Dream Realm, the Book of Knowledge was nearly laughing itself into frenzy.

"Hahaha! So many souls!"

"Hahaha! I’ve hit the jackpot!"

"Repair, repair, repair! There’s hope for the Sun Tower!"

"As expected of the master, definitely not an idiot! The Dream Realm won’t choose an idiot! Hahaha!"

A giant black-and-white alternating line connected the Obelisk to the Sun Tower.

The Book of Knowledge madly flapped its pages, using its soul’s tentacles to conduct repairs.

"Hahaha, even faster, I can go even faster!"

"Master, push harder!"

Rod blocked out the Book of Knowledge’s nonsense, but he also increased his speed, rushing toward the thickest part of the dust.

In reality, there was no thickest part, everywhere was equally thick, the direction didn’t matter, Rod just had to move faster.

So strong!

Rod marveled in his heart.

This was "Destroying Darkness," the Star Soul of the Dark Devourer.

Previously, he had to glare and expend Spiritual Energy, but now he didn’t have to do anything. Any Dark Soul entering his "Soul Field" would be destroyed, gradually obliterated.

If the disparity in soul strength was too great, they would be annihilated instantly like this.

This was literally a grass-cutting divine skill!

He didn’t have to do anything, just getting close was enough to crush the dust with his "Kingly Aura."

Hahaha!

Looking at the skyrocketing number of Souls Without Spirit, Rod couldn’t help but smile.

Good!

As expected of a fully operational Dark Devourer!

No wonder former Masters of Dreams never had such terrible experiences as mine; they didn’t have to worry about soul issues.

Dammit!

What kind of lousy life was I living before? If I had it earlier, would I even have had to crawl through sewers?

It’s infuriating!

To those ancient evil thoughts that killed Hegel, just you wait, I’ll have Asa devour you all, and let you spend eternity in soul-filled feces.

Hahahahaha!

Rod quickened his pace, the transparent "bubble" shot forward, leaving a vast and clean blue trail amidst the overwhelming sandstorm.

Fast!

I can go even faster!

Rod exploded with Spiritual Energy madly, the powerful Spiritual Energy driving his form to accelerate continuously, countless evil thoughts crashed into the "bubble" at unimaginable speeds, vanishing instantly.

Before long, Rod’s speed exceeded the speed of sound, shock waves forming under his feet, rings of white trails spreading, like blooming white flowers in mid-air.