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 immense Spiritual Power Field supported by the Large Resonance Plate would shield them from everything.


This unprecedented Super Spiritual Power Field protected them, and they were also a part of this Super Spiritual Power Field.


This was the power of a Legion Level strength.


A large section had already been destroyed at the formidable Storm Pass, a gap created by the Legion's onslaught.


But more Undead Giants were awakening, launching surprise attacks on the continuously extending fog light from all directions.


The Resonance Plate was bearing an unimaginable heavy burden, and the overall Spiritual Energy of the Legion was being rapidly depleted.


Once the Spiritual Energy was exhausted, that would be the moment of the Legion's destruction.


Chapter 413: Destroying the Storm_2