The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1433 - 695: Aid from Destiny (Part 2)

Rod looked at the Book of the Future, still singing and dancing, and did not speak for a moment.

The voice of the Book of Knowledge continued to echo in his soul.

"Master, there’s no need to worry that the powerful Book of the Future will pose a threat to us. No matter how strong it becomes, it is a Dream Creation, controlled by the Dream Realm, and its life and death are at the master’s whim..."

"Enough!"

Rod raised a hand to stop it from continuing.

"I know, do not mention it again... Weiguang Asa, how do you feel now?"

The Book of the Future turned its pages, running excitedly to Rod’s feet, circling incessantly.

"Master, I feel incredible, as if destiny has opened its heart to me... Ah, I’m sensing more!"

It jumped onto Rod’s shoulder and obediently leapt down upon seeing the Book of Knowledge on the other side.

"Master, I know, I know, the effect of Time Wander on you, it’s with, it’s with, um, what is this, a shadow, Blossoms on the Frosty Shore, who is the Northern Prince Heigao’er?"

Rod was startled: "What did you say?"

Both gazes simultaneously turned to the Book of the Future, and the Book of Knowledge looked at it nervously.

"Uh, I sensed, an existence known as Blossoms on the Frosty Shore, the Northern Prince Heigao’er, resonating with your Time Wander, golden light playing a melodious tune on the destiny string, this signifies..."

Rod said decisively: "That’s impossible. He perished over fifteen hundred years ago, and I barely know him. Time Wander can only go back within a hundred years, among those phantoms I am familiar with."

"Uh..." The Book of the Future flipped its pages, appearing somewhat confused.

Just then, the Book of Knowledge suddenly spoke.

"No! Master, Heigao’er’s residual spirit only completely dissipated recently, and you had placed his soul into the Dark Devourer."

Rod frowned: "Is that how the time of death is counted? But I didn’t know him well; our direct communication doesn’t add up to more than fifteen minutes."

The Book of Knowledge’s pages fluttered frantically, reflecting its excited state: "Master, although you didn’t know him well, the Dream Realm knew him well! And you and the Dream Realm are one! Weiguang Asa’s sensing is not wrong; this can be realized."

Rod’s heart pounded violently; summoning the former Master of Dreams’ phantom, regardless of its combat power, just its knowledge would definitely be worth the 100 points of Divinity.

Yet he was still undecided, turning his gaze towards the Book of the Future.

"Weiguang Asa, can you predict the consequences of my summoning it now?"

The Book of the Future flipped its pages vigorously, countless golden lights flickered within, the aura of destiny and time permeating out and engulfing it.

After about a dozen seconds, it snapped its pages shut and shouted: "Master, I saw it, it’s a good result, the chime of destiny plays in my ears, telling me this is the time you need it most."

Rod’s heart trembled: "Now?"

The Book of the Future affirmed: "Yes."

Rod turned his gaze to the Book of Knowledge.

The latter nodded its pages slightly, also agreeing.

Rod no longer hesitated, and with a thought, the light of Time Wander flickered in his soul, the power of the Time Wanderer gradually filled in.

He quickly realized he needed 100 points of Divinity and an item once belonging to Heigao’er, preferably a part of his body.

With a thought, Heigao’er’s skull, found once in Starry Sky City, flew out from the storage and landed in his hand.

The light of Time Wander turned green, signifying approval.

With a thought, the light of the Time Wanderer unfolded on the skull, and the 100 points of Divinity’s golden light penetrated into it.

The aura of time rushed over, the air trembled violently, an overwhelming sense of oppression followed.

The Book of Knowledge shouted urgently: "Oh no, we are touching the Black Fog’s taboo!" It rushed into the House of God at the fastest speed, leaping onto the Divine Mirror, cranking up Dream Protection to the highest.

The oppressive feeling quickly diminished, turning into a wisp of silk, yet it didn’t completely dissipate.

"This is the best we can do, Master, it can’t exist for long! Heigao’er’s name isn’t taboo, but his existence is!"

Before the words finished, a phantom shadow landed before Rod.

He was tall, slender, composed of countless transparent ripples, his features indistinguishable, the aura of time echoed over him, rendering his presence ethereal and elusive.

"You..."

His voice carried heavy echoes, as if transmitted from far away.

"You are Rod? I, I am Heigao’er... This, is this here, um?"

An ear-piercing noise emerged like sharp nails scraping on frosted glass, but the noise soon merged into two words.

"Dream Realm?"

Rod’s heart raced; he suddenly had countless questions to ask, how the Fire Epoch ended, what kind of calamity they encountered, how the Dream Realm was destroyed, and any way to prevent such, but finally all condensed into one sentence.

"Hello, Heigao’er, is there something you can help me with?"

Heigao’er clutched his forehead, his expression pained. Rod clearly saw some kind of transparent ripple seeping into his body, the Dream Realm’s tombstone quivered slightly, as if something was about to emerge.