webnovel

The Last King Of Darkness

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.

Mountains and rivers have no memory · Eastern
Not enough ratings
321 Chs

Chapter 125: Choices and Hunts

Most people tended to choose to seek help.

But Steel Hand and the others knew this was impossible.

Under the Black Tide, all places needed support, and Sword Pass was far from the hardest hit.

They had even already received support beyond the usual, so the likelihood of a second reinforcement was very slim.

Worse, in the subsequent investigations, they had not found any spies.

It was almost impossible for anyone to do such a thing.

Steel Hand could only announce that from now on, everyone must travel in groups of three or more, sleep in communal rooms, and no one was allowed to act alone.

Afterward, they held a funeral for their fallen comrades.

At the Guardian Fire Sacrificial Ground, Mo'er drew a strand of flame from the Guardian Fire and let it fall on the bodies of the unlucky fallen warriors.

The flames ignited on their bodies, turning them into ashes.

Mo'er placed the soul ashes back into the Guardian Fire and solemnly said,