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 core of the Guardian Fire is the Fire Spark, a resource that is irreplaceable, non-renewable, and cannot be manufactured.


All existing Fire Sparks in Trolian come from ruins and relics.


The Fire Guardian placed the Fire Spark back into the Golden Soul Artifact on the Sacrificial Altar, erected the Fire Kindling, piled on the Fire Embers and Fuel Element, and after a six-clock-hour Fire Ceremony, the Fire of Life, the Fire of Hope for civilization, was once again ignited in this ancient town.


The glow of the fire once again enveloped Star Town, after a hiatus of fifteen hundred years.


The Black Fog retreated far into the distance, and the ancient streets, houses, bell towers, and plazas were all bathed in the glory of the fire, with people unable to hold back their tears at this hopeful moment.


Chapter 250: The Real Hunter