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

As the third-ranking figure in Trolian and the Archbishop of the Holy Church, he hadn't smiled like this in a long time.


Since the structure of the Holy Fire Source showed signs of collapse, dark clouds had constantly loomed over his head, and the heavy pressure made it impossible for him to smile.


But now, from the moment he opened his eyes, he unconsciously had a smile on his face.


Everyone felt that their Archbishop, who was as rigid as dead wood, had sprouted and was experiencing a second spring.


The victory at Star Town thoroughly proved that expansion was feasible and sustainable. Rod's expedition team achieved gains beyond anyone's imagination with minimal input.


The initial investment from the Royal City was merely a battle group of one hundred people and supplies for one hundred people.


Chapter 277 We Will All Be Redeemed