The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1209 - 613: Battle of the Ice Prison (Part 2)

Chapter 1209: Chapter 613: Battle of the Ice Prison (Part 2)

The King of Devouring Feces, Asa, is the trump card against them.

A jumble of thoughts flitted by in an instant, and the Book of Knowledge continued, "Master, although I don’t know how the powerful ones failed, I am very confident this time. You are different from them, and maybe you can complete what they left unfinished."

Rod chuckled, not taking the Book of Knowledge’s words to heart, focusing on manipulating the dream realm as he flew towards the Ice Prison Fortress housing the Dream Fragment.

All 63 portions of Source Energy were invested by Rod into the Spiritual Power Propulsion Ring, the propulsion system of the Dream Bubble, which had been in a damaged state but was repaired by the Book of Knowledge.

It was the most comprehensible yet incomprehensible Dream Creation Rod had ever seen. In his soul perception, the Spiritual Power Propulsion Ring was two translucent solid spiritual energy rings.

After infusing it with Source Energy, the ring would emit a dazzling blue light, providing powerful propulsion to the Dream Bubble.

The Dream Realm’s Source Energy now exceeded 63, significantly boosting the power of the Spiritual Power Propulsion Ring, and with Rod’s excellent control abilities, the Dream Bubble sped through the Ice Prison at unimaginable speeds.

Yet, despite having flown for a long time, Rod showed no sign of nearing the iceberg.

Initially, he thought it was a case of "looking at a mountain, killing a horse with the run," with the Ice Prison Fortress being too far to reach quickly.

But soon, Rod realized something was wrong; the dream realm seemed to tread in place; every short advance was suddenly returned to the starting point, as if caught in a temporal maze.

"Book!"

Rod shouted.

"What’s happening? Is there something wrong with the space here?"

The Book of Knowledge replied puzzled, "Impossible, the Ice Prison is the most stable spirit realm space, no dislocation, no tectonic fault... I know! It’s the Nether River Banshee!"

"What is that thing?"

"A kind of extremely evil spirit realm monster, existing since ancient times, which became monsters after the spirit realm was polluted! They specialize in temporal and thunder magic; our disturbance in the Ice Prison has alarmed these corrupted fairies!"

"What should we do then?"

"Just kill them! They must be hiding nearby, within some Yin Cloud!"

But when Rod looked around, all he saw was ice, wind, frost, and snow, the howling gale and hail, the inertial fast-moving ice blocks, and the pervasive ice-blue mist, making it impossible to discern anything.

"Can’t find them... It’s impossible to find, should we retreat?"

"No way!"

The Book of Knowledge denied, "We are already trapped in the maze, we need to find them."

Rod could only change the dream’s direction, crashing into the mist, but after hitting dozens, he still hadn’t found a trace of the Nether River Banshee.

The Book of Knowledge was very angry, "They must be hiding, these fairies still retain their nature after corruption, lurking and sneaking..."

Just about to vent frustration, the puppet suddenly reminded, "Adorlis, don’t the Nether River Banshees loathe filth and dirt?"

The Book of Knowledge said impatiently, "That was their nature when living, after corruption, who knows, they might still keep that habit."

"Then we can use dirty things to flush them out."

"Dirty things?"

The Book of Knowledge flipped its pages in doubt, but the next moment, it understood the puppet’s meaning.

Three pairs of eyes simultaneously landed on Asa, who was dozing by the Soul Altar.

"Hahaha, all the feces are mine! I’ve finally become the King of Devouring Feces!"

In his sleep, Asa stood laughing in a dim and turbid sky, a shit-colored dust storm sweeping the world, the joy of dream fulfillment surging like a tide.

But just when he felt most pleasurable, a chill of disgust suddenly hit.

"Huh? What’s going on?"

Then he was abruptly kicked awake.

After understanding the situation, Asa sneered.

"Leave it to me, Master. You’ll see who is the most useful in this dream realm."

He leapt to the edge of the dream realm, carefully exiting the Dream Bubble, entering the spirit realm in soul form.

"Hahaha, lowly fairies, feel the terror of the King of Devouring Feces!"

Asa laughed maniacally as he expanded, yellow, black, and brown spewing from his body, blending into the ice-blue pristine space.

"More, even more, hahahaha, tremble under my might!"

The ice-blue freezing space quickly turned turbid, like a bucket of feces sloshed into ice water; the solidified yellow-brown-black thing, just a glance, made one feel nauseous and want to vomit.

"There, there!" the Book of Knowledge suddenly shouted!

Rod looked in the direction it pointed and saw a large mass of ice-blue fairy leaping out from the mist.

They had two pairs of transparent wings, with the physique of petite human females, no clothing, their glossy icy bodies resembling an artwork.

"Are those monsters?"

Seeing their fair appearance, eyes brimming with watery light, large bulbs, and beautiful legs, Rod felt his worldview shift.

The Book of Knowledge urged, "Of course they are monsters, look at their souls’ color! Don’t let their appearance deceive you! Quickly, blast them with the Sun Tower!"

"Oh..."

Rod dismissed stray thoughts, focused, and started controlling the Sun Tower.

Brilliant light burst from that towering structure, on the Dream Bubble, like a sun rising, a sea of fire engulfing the entire surface!