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 saw this form of Luo Weiya for the first time.


Even back during the battle at the Storm Pass, he was only wearing a pair of fiery gloves.


Now, Luo Weiya was clearly in a battle state, his whole body surged with immense spiritual energy, his burning soul released astonishing power.


The overly strong spiritual power wave made its vibrational strings extremely long, making it impossible to feel the wave.


Horus said solemnly, "Lord Luo Weiya, have you found the Sith Giant Brain?"


Luo Weiya waved his hand, "Don't interrupt, is there anyone else?"


He swept his gaze across the hall, where aside from Rod and Horus, a few first level combatants and shadow warriors were resting, but his eyes locked directly on Rod.


With a wave of his hand, Rod felt a strange force pulling him over.


Chapter 452: The Advance of Fire Son