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

In this round of battle, Rod had killed more than three hundred black ants, harvested over four hundred thousand Souls Without Spirit and dozens of souls.


Even for the current Rod, this gain was quite impressive.


His long-depleted reserve of Souls Without Spirit finally had a bit of a stockpile, and the long-empty Soul Altar was at last filled with a heap of gray, murky souls.


Although it wasn't immediately useful, as the existing stars had already passed that stage, and new stars were nowhere to be seen, having a bit more in reserve did provide some peace of mind.


Rod checked his own state, his soul was somewhat weary, his Spiritual Energy was about half remaining, and the aftereffects of "Awakening" had not completely dissipated, meaning he had used only about one-third of his Spiritual Energy in this battle.


The "Star Shuttle" was indeed powerful!


Chapter 318: Who Else?