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

Levill was about to explode with anger.


Just a moment ago, he almost believed what Rod had said, and he was ready to jump out and snatch the Ancestral inheritance when he realized he had been tricked again.


Being deceived over and over again by a young kid, Levill had completely lost his mind.


"You little bastard, I'm going to flay you, dismantle your bones, draw out your soul, and shatter it, just to see what secrets you're hiding!"


Rod knew things were not looking good, but a look of joy appeared on his face as he laughed, "Not bad, it turns out I have a descendant like you. Those two wastes don't deserve my power, but you do."


Levill roared furiously, "Bullshit! Do you think I'm retarded?"


He spread open his palm, aiming it at him.


An invisible force appeared around Rod, the air turning into ropes that bound them both.


But in the next moment, Rod also opened his palm, and following Krama's instincts, used the corresponding decree.


Chapter 275: Feigning Death