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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 · Ost
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Chapter 43: The Supporter

The supporters had already arrived, so why hadn't they shown themselves?

Were they testing them?

Watching to see how they would respond in a perilous environment, letting them have an epiphany between life and death, unleashing astonishing strengths, breaking limits, and overcoming bottlenecks?

It was a possibility.

But Rod intuitively felt that wasn't it.

There were many reasons for his judgment, but the most important was that tonight was Dark Moon Night, and the defense duties were extremely busy. The Guardians' responsibility was to ensure the safety of regions and protect the people. They likely wouldn't disregard the safety of other trainees and residents for such an unreliable trial.

If not so, then what was he trying to do by hiding in the shadows?

Could he be a hidden Doomsday believer?

A chill emerged in Rod's heart.

He didn't know exactly how strong Seventh Level combatants were, but they were definitely veterans of many battles.