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

A strange feeling came from within the mind, as if something was awakening.


Indeed, in the dream realm, the long-dormant Book of Knowledge suddenly opened its pages.


White pages fluttered noisily, and a peculiar white mist emanated from the flipping pages, surrounding it.


Just as Rod was about to greet it, suddenly, a wild array of text appeared on the white pages.


"Hahahahaha, I have finally awakened, my soul has recovered much, and my spirituality has finally accumulated enough, foolish master, tremble, kneel before me, you shall see supreme wisdom, waha...uh!"


Out of nowhere in the dream realm, Rod jabbed a finger into the gap between the pages.


The wildly writing text flattened as if slapped down and subsequently disappeared.


Rod sneered, "Book, what are you talking about? I'm giving you a chance to rephrase that."


Chapter 327: Awakening