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In Another World with My Wooden Throne System

Zion Freese died while sitting in a wooden chair in the bus stop station after accidentally getting hit by a truck.  He thought it was the end, but unknowingly he transmigrated and became Zion Altaria, the illegitimate son of King Lionel Altaria, the ruler of the Terun empire, the strongest empire on the continent of Garenia…  Because his mother was branded a slave, he was known to defame and dilute the bloodline of the royal family. He was the king’s greatest disgrace because of his very existence. The king had sinned against his ancestor.  When he turned 15, his brothers and sister set him up, which led the King/father to seethe in anger, ordering the guard to throw him in a ship and banishing him to never return to the kingdom. If he ever does so, he will be killed immediately. Darn that I just transmigrated and this is the first thing I experience no shit Sherlock... screw your empire... Ding... congratulations to the host on obtaining the wooden throne system.  "So, what if I’m banished to never return? I intend to use my system to create my own territory that those royals will envy. Let me sit on my wooden throne and savor this moment Hahaha "  "The journey of conquering starts with me. Hail me, the king. Cool Hahaha" [Tsk… Good for you, host] "...." Zion "...." system ......... ........ Note: English is not my first language, so please bear with me. Thank you for reading my webnovel. I hope you enjoyed it ........ Note from the author: Could you leave a review, and comment on the book?

Night_of_Dreams · Fantasy
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414 Chs

Chapter 245: Spirit 

Chapter 245: Spirit 

Swish, swish… 

Returning to the Eternal Castle… 

Zion decisively slumped back onto his bed, satisfied with his sightseeing, tasting new cuisine, and retrieving a spirit item that piqued his interest. 

Taking the spirit item from his castle space, he quickly manipulated it to float over his head as he examined the spirit's horn-like crown vessel before deciding to peer inside to see what type and form the spirit had taken shape to. 

Was it an animal, a mythical, a human, an element, or an item? He was really curious, but based on the deceased chieftain's displayed ability to flee, it had to be an animal or even a mythical spirit. 

Swish…

"An item spirit in the form of an animal totem!" 

He didn't expect his initial observation to be so incorrect, as he based it on the original qualities and powers of animal spirits, leaving him perplexed as to how an item spirit could have such unique animal-type abilities.