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

Only the bone-chilling gale and the rolling black fog surrounded him.


Rod took a deep breath, pulled out the Red Tear Stone, and wore it on his body.


The emanating red light isolated the erosion of the black fog, halting the decline of humanity.


Activating the Eye of the Soul, his vision instantly broadened.


But he was too high up and still couldn't see the ground.


The gale howled past his ears as he was rapidly descending.


However, for him now, this speed was very slow.


Rod thought for a moment, took out a useless rock from the Dream Realm, lightly tossed it, and with a surge of Spiritual Energy, stepped on it forcefully.


The rock shattered through the air and hadn't flown far before it disintegrated, turning into powder.


Rod's downward speed increased slightly.


It was a clumsy method, but better than nothing.


After repeating this a few times, Rod finally saw the ground, saw the light.


Chapter 317 Everyone Must Die_2