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 was well aware that the actual commander of this troop was Molly.


He was really just hitching a ride, occasionally offering some special services.


Neither as the main force in battle, nor as the commander, was he.


Molly took out a stack of clothing and a few miscellaneous items from the bag behind her and placed them on a makeshift low table.


"These were found by a team member near the huge pit."


Rod flipped through them. The clothes were very new as if they had just been taken off not long ago, while the miscellaneous items were combat items, a few Blast Fire Pots, a few Invisibility Charms, a few Short-range Blinking Charms.


He frowned suddenly, recalling the Blast Fire Pots that had exploded in the pit.


Molly's expression didn't change, but her voice carried a trace of coldness.


Chapter 232: Abyss and the Evil Dragon