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

After the last barrier was removed, Trolian officially entered the countdown to the final battle.


The Necromancer's Pathway, established by Omir, became the basis of all strategies.


It circumvented the towering Dead Ash Mountain Range from the northwest side and the vast Black Great Plain, with its endpoint exiting in a place called Star Ring Town.


To the northwest of Star Ring Town was the edge of the Black Great Plain, where stood the Royal City of the last human kingdom from the Fire Epoch.


The commander of the Investigation Legion, Liszt, quickly verified the authenticity of the above information and began dispatching a large number of elite squads to reconnoiter the vicinity of the Starry Sky City.


For Trolian, the edge of the Black Great Plain was already deeply embedded in darkness. The Royal City rarely ventured so far, and teams of investigators or searchers seldom came here.


Chapter 417 Dark Dragon