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

Even Teresa, hailed as the Valkyrie, didn't learn as fast as he did.


"Did Master Theodore help him with that?"


The more Soron trained, the more incredulous he felt.


The Rod he had previously thought no different from a slug was now capable of exchanging a few moves with him.


And with Teresa, he could spar back and forth for a while.


Especially after he had completed the Spiritual Power Level advancement ceremony at the Mechanical Research Institute and leapt from the Third Level straight to the Fifth Level, the strength of his Spiritual Power Strength was fully released, allowing him to even win a move against Teresa in a short bout.


"Is this the genius that the King and Master Theodore value so much?"


The one with the talent that even the War God of Kosai was shocked by.


But beneath that shock, Soron also doubled his training efforts, drastically cutting short his original thirty-day training plan.


Chapter 213: The Might of Inspiration_2