The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 802 - 444: Who Is the King of Feces_3

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Chapter 802: Chapter 444: Who Is the King of Feces_3

However, compared to what they said, Rod felt anxious inside, uncertain whether Asa could successfully lure out the Dung King as the puppet had described.

He could sense the position of the phantom, but since control had been handed over to Asa, Rod couldn’t see what the phantom could see; he only knew it had burrowed into a massive heap of dung, moving through ancient layers of excrement.

Pollution doesn’t significantly affect the phantom, though the erosion of the black fog has some impact. Rod could already feel that part of the phantom was damaged, but it wasn’t serious, and the phantom could still hold on.

"Asa, have you found it?"

"Shut up while I’m working!"

"Are you bringing the Dung King in front of us, or just making it leave its hiding place?"

"Stop dreaming, I’m not your servant. I’ll only make that disgusting creature leave its hiding place; the rest is up to you to handle."

Rod nodded slightly, as long as the Dung King leaves the sea of dung, it’s alright. He had never heard of a fish being able to fight people on land.

"Let’s go down."

Rod said to Ye Feng.

"My phantom has already found the Dung King’s trail."

The three with Ye Feng showed expressions of surprise: "Really? Found it so quickly?"

Rod nodded, pointing in the phantom’s direction: "Over there."

The four immediately set off.

The Plague Forest was actually an immense basin; viewed from the edge, it seemed like a borderless pit, filled with dense black fog and stinking haze swirling around.

The black trees had long petrified, resembling countless withered hands reaching for the sky. Filth covered the bottom of the pit, with mountains formed by millennia-old feces.

The three followed Rod’s lead, traversing this terrifying environment.

Everyone had purification gel stuffed in their noses, yet still couldn’t stop the heavy stench from rushing in.

And among the dung mountains, some giant, elephant-like creatures were wandering—they were the Plague Giant Beasts, enormous and slow, their decaying bodies covered with pustules and lumps, constantly spraying pus around.

Ye Feng spoke solemnly: "The Plague Giant Beasts have tough skin, deep spiritual energy, and although their absolute strength is only at the eleventh level, some are merely strong level high rank, they are extremely difficult to kill, and the disease and pollution cause great losses to our personnel. Usually, we try not to disturb them."

Vito added: "If startled, they must be killed; never run away. An angered Plague Giant Beast isn’t slow, and once there’s a commotion, not even the Silence Bell can cover it up; attracting more Plague Giant Beasts will only lead to either fleeing or complete annihilation."

The large Riegel walked at the front, his voice deep: "We usually don’t disturb them unless you attack those surrounding dung mountains, as they are the Plague Giant Beasts’ totem... generally, it’s the Dung King that disturbs them."

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud explosion sounded at their ears, a dung mountain erupted on the spot, and countless vile substances fell from the sky.

Vito exclaimed, "What happened?"

"Oh no!" Ye Feng shouted, "Three Plague Giant Beasts have been angered! They’re charging in our direction."

Riegel immediately turned around, taking the lead at the front.

Only Rod’s face turned grim, because that was where Asa had been.

"What are you doing?" he asked in his soul.

Asa laughed deeply, "Successor of the Source Heavenly God, don’t rush. Without angering the Plague Giant Beasts, those disgusting Dung Kings won’t come out."

Rod’s face darkened instantly, "Asa, you better not be playing tricks."

"Don’t worry." Asa’s laughter was still filled with smugness, "Look, isn’t it here now? Right behind you."

In the next moment, a gale pierced from behind Rod’s waist.

Rod reacted swiftly, his spiritual energy activated, leaping back dozens of steps while deploying his spiritual defense.

Bang.

Something collided with his spiritual energy.

Propelled by the force, Rod turned around and saw a grotesque creature, its form no longer recognizable as human, with extremely long arms and massive claws, sinking quickly into the filthy, muddy ground.

And Asa’s phantom, right behind it, submerged in a large blob of excrement.

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