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

Rod was shocked. Was this the physical form of the Book of Destiny?


Was it made with the Book of the Future as its core, the Root Spirituality of the Book of Knowledge, and the remnants of the God of Destiny, thus becoming a Demi Divine Artifact?


Indeed, based on the information currently obtained, the destinies determined by the Book of Destiny were all events "to come."


As long as one saw the future clearly, grasped the knowledge of things, and deduced the rules of development, one could master destiny and thus change it.


Thinking this way, Rod found it very reasonable.


In the Dream Realm, the Book of Knowledge was very thrilled.


Chapter 411: True Success