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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 · Oriental
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Chapter 143 The Evil Spirit in the Stone Jar

Having repeatedly entered and exited too much previously, Rod had been in Wise Man Mode these past few days, and the mere thought of entering the Dream Realm had made him extremely nauseous. Moreover, his soul and spirit were also very fatigued, with significant aftereffects from the "Awakening."

Just as he had recovered a bit, Rod immediately returned to the Dream Realm.

There were no changes in the Dream Realm, except that there were numerous Sun Stones, Red Jade, True Silver, Soul Red Crystals, and Potions scattered all over the place.

Looking at these heaps of resources, Rod's smile was so wide that it almost split his face. He moved them all to the corner of the cabin, piling them up with the previously remaining supplies.

Afterward, Rod walked into the cabin, and the heptadecagonal pattern on the back of his hand boiled up, transforming into a mass of white mist that shot out and entered the cabin.