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

"There's also the Strong Source Attribute, its Spiritual Energy recovery is different from that of ordinary monsters."


Atos' face turned pale, but he still stepped forward to meet the challenge.


But this time, the situation became very grim; the five combatants' Spiritual Energy was exhausted too much, and they could no longer withstand the Demon Dragon's attacks.


The Thunder Light on Atos' body gradually dimmed, and the massive Thunder Giant was shrinking, the plasma no longer able to restrict the Demon Dragon's movements.


It frequently turned around, attacking the other four.


Although Mephit interrupted every fatal attack, the number of wounds on everyone continued to increase, and intense corruption spread along the wounds, eroding their flesh and attempting to infect their souls.


Sensing the gravity of the situation, Atos shouted, "The hunting mission may have failed, be ready to retreat at any moment!"


Chapter 217: The Ashes of the Demon Dragon_2