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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
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Chapter 42 Strange Guardian

"It's a Spiritual Energy Mist Lock."

Reslin said calmly.

"It seems that among the upcoming enemies, there are some special beings; we can't get out without killing the spellcasters."

Rod instantly remembered when he and Lauren fought against the Doomsday believer Bas in the warehouse on Hammer Street, the latter had also claimed to have used a Spiritual Energy Mist Lock.

However, Lauren had simply made the lantern hanging around his waist shine brightly, shattering it and severely injuring Bas.

"Why don't we use the Spirit Lamp to illuminate the space?"

Reslin looked at him with slight surprise,

"Rod, sometimes you don't seem like a novice."

He tilted his head slightly:

"This space is too large for us to illuminate."

His expression was very calm, not panicking despite the approach of formidable enemies.

"Let's fight."