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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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182 Chs

Chapter 66 Flower of Humanity_2

With a click, gears and axles turned one after another, and the tightly shut door sprang open with a pop.

The carriage interior featured standard rows of seats with a short table in between.

The only difference was, on the short table there sat a blue stone tablet with an inverted round clock upon it.

Rod glanced at it, the longest of the needles had moved outward by one notch, slowly resetting itself.

A quarter of an hour.

A silver coin for a quarter of an hour.

Kind of expensive.

It would take ten thousand silver coins to ride for a little over ninety days.

Rod inserted another coin.

Click.

The round clock advanced outward by a step; now there were two notches.

That should be enough.

After sitting down, Rod noticed many little lit dots on the blue stone tablet, labeled with names like "King's Cross Station", "Iron Cross Street Station", "Hammer Street Station" and more.

These must be the accessible stations.