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

Luo Dewan had not expected to meet Kashan here and said, surprised, "How come you are here? Did you also join the secret division?"


In his memory, Kashan was fairly competent, but both of her Fire Sparks were quite mediocre, merely enhancing strength and of little value, far from meeting the standards of the secret division.


Kashan's expression was complicated, dominated mostly by a sense of grievance, her eyes reddening as tears welled up.


"Rod, where... where have you been? Why haven't you come to see us for so long?"


When Rod had first joined the secret division, they had agreed that he would come back to see them whenever he could.


But so much time had passed, and they had not seen him even once.


This had deeply hurt Kashan, to the point where she no longer cared about her credits.


The students of Group Ten also felt disheartened, feeling that they mattered little in Rod's heart.


Rod scratched his head; he had completely forgotten about this matter in Java Country.


Chapter 212: Torchlight