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

What the hell is this! How did this guy pop up again?


Rod immediately looked towards the Book of Knowledge.


After trembling for a moment, the Book of Knowledge suddenly wrote a few large characters.


"I used His name to fool a few idiots when facing danger, but haven't we mentioned it many times in the Dream Realm? Is there a problem?"


The Book of Knowledge angrily wrote, "Fool! Directional prayers in the Dream Realm are ineffective! How could you call out an Ancient God's name in the Material World? This is a very dangerous act, do you have any common sense at all?"


Rod felt depressed inside; he indeed lacked common sense.


"But others have called upon it too..."


Chapter 282 Rebirth of the Ancient God