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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 47 Eat Shit

What should I do?

A half-lit Thunder Stone might cause damage, but just throwing it over there, there's no way it would hit.

Just then, a strange whining sound suddenly came from the depths of the sewer.

The Black Priest's face changed in an instant.

"Dammit!"

"How could it be so soon?"

She muttered very softly to herself.

Rod didn't hear her, he figured it out by reading her lips.

The whining sound continued, and the Black Priest became extremely anxious; she grabbed Rod's clothes and dragged him as she sprinted deeper into the sewer.

Karamon followed blankly behind.

After running about a few hundred meters, the surrounding environment became even more eerie, and the strange foul smell was almost suffocating.

Suddenly, Rod felt a strange palpitation, as if something was drawing him in.

Before he could come to his senses, his view flipped, and he was thrown by the Black Priest, landing heavily on the cold, damp ground.