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

Horus looked at him in surprise, suddenly remembering something.


"Goddess' Tears, your soul creation? I remember it can clear some of the pollution and curses in the soul, alleviating the erosion of the Black Fog."


Rod smiled, "Your Excellency Archbishop, you are quite right."


Horus shook his head slightly, and the hint of surprise in his eyes faded away.


"It won't work, the Unawakened's soul has already begun darkening, corruption has spread, and the remnants of the Ancient Demon Wolf are rapidly proliferating in his body. This is a sign of awakening. While I can help him clear the pollution and suppress the corruption, I cannot suppress the source of the pollution. If we forcibly remove it, Amora will also die, for the monster has already fused into his body, becoming a part of him."


Rod gave a slight smile, "Your Excellacy Archbishop, what if we put the source of the pollution back into slumber?"


Chapter 442 Goddess' Tears