Mountains and rivers have no memory

This is a world shrouded in darkness.
The spreading Black Fog corrodes every living creature.
The only protection for humanity lies in fire.
But as the dark Epoch approached, the fires slowly extinguished.
Countless strong Kingdoms became dens for Dark Monsters, humans lost contact with each other, and survivors trembled in the faint solitary light.
Until Rod came to this world.
"Damn, what's this cow and horse stuff, is it edible?"
"This Soul, it's delicious."
"As long as the will of fire remains unextinguished, I believe, one day, humanity will once again illuminate this world and burn all spectral vermin to ashes."
"Even if I'm mired in darkness, bearing the Dream Realm, I can still support this world!"
"We've won!"
——
The world is about to fall, the Abyss looms at our side.
And I will raise this Unique flame to light up the world.
Yes, I am the last King of Darkness.
But...
Hello? Anyone, save me.

The Last King Of Darkness

Five days after Rod returned from the front lines, the Black Tide officially ended.


According to reports from the Investigation Legion, the main force of the Black Tide had turned southwest, and the aftermath no longer swept across Trolian,


thus, the Black Tide campaign, which lasted four months, came to an end.


The warriors who had fought at the front lines for four months could finally return to the Royal City.


The people who had spent hundreds of days in darkness were about to welcome the first Sun Festival of the Tesrivian Calendar year 1325.


News of the festival had already been spread through the various district administration offices.


Keeping track of dates and weather was an instinct for the people of Trolian.


Everyone eagerly awaited, and a restless air permeated throughout the entire Royal City.


before the night had passed and the morning arrived, the Sun Festival had already demonstrated its power.


Chapter 208: The Grand Celebration