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

Rod felt a powerful sense of suffocation, much stronger than the last time.


The Book of Knowledge, lying on Rod's shoulder, wrote, "Wait for the opportunity to shoot! Look, that's the Ancient God's vulnerability!"


Rod looked over and saw, within the fleshly shell, a horrifying human face faintly visible among the entangled organs and numerous heads.


"Hit it! It will penetrate the Ancient God's defenses, causing it to freeze in a state of Spiritual Power rigidity, exposing its Soul vulnerability!"


Rod understood, loaded the super Spirit Realm Bullet into the Condensed Light, and carefully maneuvered around the Ancient God.


Two gigantic monsters were engaged in fierce combat, with powerful waves of Spiritual Energy striking like torrential rain upon water, endlessly merging ripples that were indistinguishable from each other.


Rod could still stand and observe, benefiting from his surged power.


Chapter 282 Rebirth of the Ancient God_3