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

"The First Elder Amendo is a stubborn traditionalist. In his eyes, the Holy Fire is everything; no number of deaths compares to its importance."


"The Elder Council is the same. They maintain stability during turbulent times, but hinder progress when it comes to being ambitious."


"And I am no different from them. If the Holy Fire project fails, I can only choose to give up the Outer City District."


"Because of this, Trolian will suffer a severe blow, and the number of people who die will be far more than thirty million, possibly fifty million, or even seventy million."


"We will regress a hundred years, back to the state of the year 1225."


"All the efforts of these hundred years, all the sacrifices, will have been in vain."


"To prevent such a tragedy, I created the Holy Fire project."


Chapter 225: The True Victory