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 had been waiting for far too long. Since clearing out the Chaos Demon from the Isone Ruins, he hadn't engaged in a real battle.


He had been desperately preparing, training, and mastering the usage of stars.


Now, his actual combat ability had far surpassed his initial capabilities, and his stockpiles of dream creations had mounted up like a mountain.


Rod had been itching for a fight for a long time, and if it weren't for the Archbishop holding him back, he would have jumped into the frontline battle long ago.


Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a monster attack, which was like getting a pillow just as he felt sleepy.


Rod sprinted to the outskirts of the town, and with a glance, he saw the huge monster in the distance.


Its soul was very strong, each ripple on its soul body was serrated, proving it was a Strong Monster.


Chapter 305: Heavy Artillery Reappears