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

Rod couldn't help but ask, "And those three traits?"


"In history, those with three Soul Traits ultimately fell into darkness and became the terrifying King of Darkness."


"Do you know Mephit? What did she tell you?"


Rod hesitated for a moment, but still said, "She said you believe she is the prophesied Son of Destruction, but I don't quite believe it. I've already arranged for her to be my first partner in this expedition."


Horus's hardened face cracked like dry wood.


He roared, spraying Rod's face with spittle.


"I will never allow it! How can you two be mixed together? The most dangerous of the Silver Oath must never leave my sight..."


Wang soothed, "Calm down, little Horus, why don't we do a dance first?"


Horus turned his face and roared in the same tone, "Iedlo! Act a bit more like a king!"


The King coughed, straightening his body.


Chapter 224: Sorrow of the Holy Fire_3