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

Guardian Qingyu nodded slightly to Horus, revealing a friendly smile.


Horus hurriedly returned a stiff, wooden smile.


The faces of Manolo Bana and others darkened as they reluctantly explained, "This is for the interest of the Royal City, an individual is not suitable to possess such vast wealth."


A cold laugh echoed from within the Elder Council, and another Elder spoke, "Elder Gula, don't you think it's inappropriate for you to say that? The laws of the Royal City have never stipulated such a thing. Moreover, we have emergency provisions, where an individual's wealth will also be donated to the Royal City in times of crisis, isn't that essentially still the city's money? It's merely stored with him temporarily."


Horus hurriedly nodded, "Not wrong at all, Elder Brinden."


The dissenters realized something was amiss; why had the typically favorable Elder Council undergone such a drastic change?


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