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 interior of the massive Floating Spiritual Power Carriage was lined with neatly arranged wooden seats, with a closed red copper furnace in the center.


Powerful flames penetrated the metal, allowing one to clearly feel the surging mighty force within.


I haven't seen any Spiritual Horses; this carriage is driven purely by Spiritual Energy.


He looked around and felt that the interior space was very much like a Flying Ship.


Members of the Hall Reserves took their seats one after another, and Rod followed suit, sitting next to the King of Freeloaders.


Lannis pushed his glasses, which were now reduced to a single frame.


"Rod, I won't lose to you, my time is very long," said Lannis.


Chapter 317: All Must Die