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

But within a few seconds, the voice in his mind shattered the silence.


The Book of Knowledge said, "Master, collect her ashes."


Rod did not ask why but silently filled a bag with her ashes.


The two teammates watched him silently without speaking.


Lily was the most unique First Level Combatant they had ever seen: she looked like a well-protected young girl, a flower in a greenhouse.


Yet she was so powerful, so experienced, so resolute that she destroyed her own life without a moment's hesitation.


Rod felt the obsession in her soul and found her death even harder to accept.


The fall of a First Level Combatant was a significant loss to all of humanity, and the future of Trolian dimmed a bit; most importantly, their team now only had three Second Level Combatants left. Could they continue in this incredibly dangerous and eerie complex of underground buildings?


Chapter 404 We Won