CHAPTER 1023: CHAPTER 530: DANCE BENEATH FATE (PART 2)

They are different from ordinary ice; aside from being extremely cold, they are usually incredibly sharp, capable of cutting down monsters with ease.

However, after she fought a few battles, Rod forbade her from advancing.

Killing too swiftly without holding back meant he couldn’t harvest souls.

With over a thousand points of divinity, he was at a stage where he needed souls the most.

Every powerful soul was exceedingly important to him.

Igniting a star consumed a significant number of Souls Without Spirit.

Moreover, the Dream Realm needed repairs, the Sun Tower required enhancement, and the spirituality and Souls Without Spirit produced by offering souls were vital resources for the Dream Realm, never too much no matter the amount.

Even seemingly useless soul residue served as nourishment for the Holy White Tree.

If the sacrificed soul came from the Black Fog Symbiont, they could obtain Nightmare Fuel.

"Colorful Dreams" was an extremely powerful item; the more, the better.

Of course, most important was the source within the soul.

The Source was the authority of the Sea of Source, the law of the Three Realms; only by acquiring enough source could he ignite the next star.

In essence, a soul was a treasure from head to toe.

Rod was the most excellent decomposer, and the Dream Realm was the best chef, able to cook every part of the soul to perfection, making it delectable and mouth-watering.

As for those crude individuals, they were the worst cooks, crudely blasting souls apart and feeling elated over the tiny scraps they managed to salvage.

In comparison, Rod was on an entirely different level.

He could even recycle something as waste as excrement.

Speaking of this, Asa had to be mentioned.

After consuming all the filth in the Dream Realm and digesting the soul trait that contained the power of devouring excrement, he had swelled up.

His entire soul was dozens of times larger than before, with a deep, murky yellow churning within, making it seem appetizing at first glance.

Of course, this was Asa’s description.

To someone like Rod, an ordinary person, it was more than just a loss of appetite; it was enough to make one retch.

However, despite Asa’s unappealing appearance, his role could not be ignored.

He could completely devour specific types of filth and transform them into his own power.

Asa informed him that such filth was mostly related to excrement, belonging to the domain of "active" law.

For some reason, there was an abundance of this type of filth in Sagus City!

Vast areas were steeped in such active filth, with terrifying pollution reverberating through, even causing Fallen Divine Envoys to halt.

Only specific creatures could freely roam within.

These areas were originally designated as forbidden zones by the Royal City due to the enormous cost required to clear this pollution.

Under normal circumstances, the team’s supplies and resources were limited, requiring a return to the Royal City before their Fuel Elements were exhausted and their fires extinguished.

Therefore, it was impossible to waste immense effort and resources to clear a region.

Even if it seemed valuable.

But since the King of Devouring Excrement in the Dream Realm initially grasped his power, this pollution was no longer pollution.

It became nourishment!

Before the operation, Rod instructed everyone to wait outside while he entered the filth-filled region alone.

Then, Rod would control the Dream Realm, allowing Asa’s soul body to extend through his soul and devour the filth.

Asa’s eating efficiency was unimaginable; no matter how much filth there was, it would be gone in about two to three clock hours.

When Rod returned, all the filth in the area had been devoured, and Asa was satisfied, lying quietly in the Dream Realm digesting.

The remaining disgusting creatures, having lost their survival environment, became extremely fragile and were effortlessly eliminated by the warriors.

Rod was originally happy, as the efficiency of harvesting divinity and souls was unbelievably fast.

Unexpectedly, after doing this a few times, the reputation of the "Black Garbage Bin" devouring excrement spread uncontrollably.

The entire garrison knew about it, and even Olivia opened her eyes and asked him once.

"Little Rod... can you really draw power from excrement?"

Rod’s expression at that time was beyond description.

Despite repeatedly denying and clarifying in various ways, no one believed him.

Even Olivia said, "Little Rod, the path to enhancing power has no distinction of high or low, noble or base. There are people in the Royal City gnawing on rocks every day... If your method really works, I can offer mine to you as well. But you know, the Commanders hardly need to eat. I’d have to accumulate quite a few days to condense one..."

Rod wisely stopped her from continuing; listening any further might have caused his mental state to collapse.

He earnestly declared to everyone that he had no connection to excrement and that the idea of gaining power from it was pure rumor, urging people not to believe or spread it.

Under Rod’s pressure, everyone finally stopped bringing it up.

But whether they talked about it in private was unknown.

Rod was extremely frustrated, but he temporarily had no better way to handle it, as Asa had already gained a certain amount of power, reaching the tenth level of spiritual power strength, making it impossible to release him directly.

The only method was to use [Wind’s Phantom] to summon a strong illusion to carry Asa’s spirit.