"But by the time the White Tower detected it, it was already too late. The Spirit Realm ritual would be completed very soon, and the Insect Queen would become a more powerful entity. By then, killing the Big King Ant would be meaningless. All we could do was wait," Rod said.
Cilly seemed very displeased.
"Why wait? Can’t we take the opportunity to stop the ritual? If we kill that Spirit Realm Monster, how could the Insect Queen evolve?" she asked.
"No, it’s too dangerous. We can’t predict what will happen during the ritual. Whether it’s a higher-level Insect Queen or a Chaotic Monster, they are not creatures you can handle. The Royal City will deploy stronger combatants to deal with them. Your task is to guard the Lighthouse area and prevent the monsters from spreading," Rod explained.
Cilly found it hard to accept, but combat orders were not to be disobeyed, so she ended up cursing Lannister fiercely and stomped back to her room angrily.
Rod was also disappointed. They had been fighting well, only to have to return .
Ordinary monsters could no longer satisfy his needs.
He had also hoped to see if he could steal the soul of the Insect Queen.
Now, it seemed unlikely.
He would wait for the next opportunity, Rod thought regretfully.
After all, he had already entered the Fire Hall, where opportunities were plentiful.
This time, after returning, he should have enough badges from the Hall to purchase the Trident, and the power of the Star Shuttle could be enhanced again.
In the future, shooting one to kill one, would he need to worry about not having enough souls?
With such beautiful expectations, Rod returned to his room and lay on the bed.
The soft mattress engulfed his thoughts, plunging him into a deep sleep instantly.
Only four people were seated beside the large round table.
The King, the Great Defense Chief Darin, Archbishop Horus, and First Elder Amendo.
As the supreme leader of the Trolian Kingdom, the King also held the position of Master of the Hall.
However, the Fire Hall was not located within the boundaries of the Royal City, so the King could not come here frequently.
Darin, as the First Defense Chief, was one of the main individuals responsible for the daily affairs of the Fire Hall but was also tasked with duties at the Military War Department and only came to the Hall when it was short-staffed.
Archbishop Horus and First Elder Amendo were both considered Special Level Combatants at the round table.
The Special Level Combatants, as the highest combat force in the Trolian Kingdom, traditionally numbered only eleven.
Those with similar combat abilities were referred to as nearly Special Level.
Former Special Level Combatants like the Fire Son and Great Knight Captain would become nearly Special Level upon retirement.
This was influenced by various factors.
One reason the King was so eager to implement the Holy Fire plan was that obtaining the next Holy Fire Seed would expand the number of Special Level combatant positions.
It was this strong motivation that gave him the confidence and determination to plan an attack on another Fire King City that had languished in darkness for a thousand years, despite the weakened era of fire.
However, despite numerous difficulties and extensive preparations, the Holy Fire plan still found itself in a significant predicament.
Darin tapped the table, and the Fog Disk unfolded on the round table.
It displayed a miniaturized battlefield with spiritual energy, with various colored lights drowning in the thick black fog.
Darin said gravely, "King, all the legions have reached their limits—City Defense Legion, Conquest Legion, Investigation Legion, Knight Order, Hunter Group, Night Watcher Legion, Church Battle Group, Calier’s secret forces, Silver Oath Taboo Armament... But all the battlefields are extremely tense, especially the Wind City battlefield, Dead Land battlefield, Courage Fortress, Storm Castle, Victory Castle, and Trident River battlefield."
The King, adorned in a flaming robe and wearing a burning crown, appeared steadfast and powerful as the firelight illuminated his determined face.
Darin pointed his finger at a light spot in the center of the Fog Disk.
The light spot instantly enlarged and then burst into countless smaller points.
"The Wind City battlefield faces a severe threat from the pus Giant; the area is already sixty percent infected, and the warriors can hardly resist, relying solely on Aran alone," Darin reported.
First Elder Amendo lifted his clouded eyes and spoke in a hoarse and elderly voice, "As long as Aran is there, that area need not be concerned."
Horus frowned, "Aran also has his limits."
First Elder Amendo stated calmly, "Do not measure a super genius by ordinary standards. Where Aran’s limits lie, none of us know, but the limits of human heroes who have shone brilliantly through the annals of history are far beyond that."
"I believe Aran is fully capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with them."
The King and Darin remained silent.
Amendo’s words held some truth, and in fact, everyone held such expectations.
And at this time, no one wanted to contradict the First Elder.
Although Amendo had agreed with the King that the Elder Council would not be involved in the decisions of the entire expansion war,
that was under the condition that it was outside of critical situations.
Now, the entire expansion war had become mired, with the Trolian Kingdom operating beyond its capacity and in a critical moment.
The empty Round Table Hall proved this point.
After a moment of silence, Darin continued to report on the statuses of the Dead Land battlefield, Courage Fortress, and Storm Castle.
Amendo calmly said, "Qingyu should demonstrate the strength befitting a King Candidate. Dead Land battlefield should not be putting so much pressure on her. Courage Fortress is the same; if Jon wants to be King, he must have the corresponding strength."
"As for Storm Castle, Xingge is still young; I can go assist."