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 ground's flesh and brain matter gathered and rose.


A fierce wind circled around Lannister as he entered the highest state of alert, but his face remained calm as he spoke lightly.


"Even the Great Sect Leader of the Polluter Sect is just this, so easily provoked, it seems your sect isn't much after all..."


The twisted voice echoed from all directions, the flesh monster lunged fiercely but was easily dispersed by Lannister.


However, in that instant, the Twisted Spirit pounced on Rod like lightning, sinking into his soul.


Its target had been Rod from the start; it had never taken his own words to heart.


This Twisted Spirit was a powerful and bizarre curse force, originating from the Divine Artifact, the Book of Destiny, in Sagus Ancient City. If it were to merge with Rod's soul, the consequences would be unthinkable.


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