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 black mist was unseen, the world bright, with clear skies stretching endlessly.


The golden sun rose from afar, scattering beams of light across the sky.


The streets were crowded with cheering people, the bells of the Fire Church resounded throughout the city, and the golden Holy Fire rose from the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground like a radiant tree of fire, scattering countless sparks and bathing the entire Royal City in this resplendent dreamlike scene.


The remnants of the fire people embraced under the Holy Fire, celebrating with laughter and tears the remnants of this sacred flame.


And their King, at this moment, stood at the highest point of the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground, gazing into the distance.


No moment offered a better view than now, the oppressive black mist retreated to the far distance, and the world became so vast and clear, as if transformed into a new world.


Chapter 459: The Battle of Starry Sky City