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 stepped out of the room, and outside Star Ring Town was a thick black fog as dark as ink, rolling over like storm clouds.


That heavy momentum seemed as if it would crush the tiny flame.


Rod was surprised to find that in just one day, the black fog seemed much thicker than before.


He walked to the boundary where the light met the darkness and gently reached out his hand.


The intense pain on his skin indicated that humanity had reached its limits, the black fog had penetrated the protection of his soul and was eroding his body, corrupting his soul.


Rod immediately withdrew his hand, only to see that the tips of his fingers had turned black, the residue of the black fog still twining around his fingers.


Even though he had left the Dark World and entered a space illuminated by light, it did not immediately dissipate but struggled like a little bug dug out from the soil, trying to burrow into his skin.


Chapter 441 Rescue (Second Update)