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

The white light fell, and Rod and Aro almost collapsed to the ground simultaneously.


"We won!" Aro gasped, her pale face covered in sweat beads, looking entirely drained.


Rod also felt utterly empty, his body as if hollowed out, his entire soul exhausted.


A fourteen-second Spiritual Power Multiple Melodies emptied both of their spiritual energies, plus an entire pack of Spiritual Power Potions and two "Awakenings."


But it also successfully blasted a Twelfth Level spirit giant to death, stunning White Wolf, Velas, and Vivian.


In their wildest dreams, they hadn't imagined that a Strong High Rank monster could be vanquished in just over ten seconds.


The Abyss Rift began to tremble, a thunderous noise as if coming from the depths of the earth, space started showing transparent cracks, and black dust fell from the air.


The demon sustaining the rift was killed, and the Abyss Rift began to collapse.


Chapter 310: The True Hero