The Dark Devourer is not only taboo in the realm of dreams but also a taboo in the Royal City, it is best not to mention it if possible.
Sigh.
Rod let out a long sigh and turned his grief and anger into an appetite, wildly devouring food and drink at the banquet.
Iron Beard and the others exchanged smiles, silently thinking he truly was a black hole when it came to eating, consuming a vast amount.
Maybe it was this trait that allowed him to achieve such phenomenal growth.
Everyone thought so.
Even the always stern-faced First Elder, Amendo, softened his expression slightly, personally serving him two plates of cream-grilled Mushroom Trees and harmoniously instructing him to eat up, have more.
Rod didn't care and while eating, he was checking his gains for the day.
This round, he had killed over a thousand Horror Demons, a Fierce Level Primary Rank monster, with each kill worth about 1200 souls, totaling over a million souls.
