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

An ancient church stood alone amidst a swath of ruins and broken walls.


The Star badge at the pinnacle of the church signified that it had been in existence for at least a thousand five hundred years.


Molly walked out of the church with a hint of loss.


As expected, the two Commanders had not agreed to her request for assistance, politely declining on the grounds that deploying personnel required the approval of the supreme military council.


They only agreed to provide some material aid.


But that was of little help to their upcoming actions.


Perhaps... they could only rely on him.


Molly gently shook her head, dispelling the unrealistic fantasy.


Molly, you should not become so vulnerable, should not replace reality with fantasy.


You should be strong, composed, and always confront reality with rationale, just as your father had said.


Chapter 230 Savior