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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
414 Chs

Chapter 373: Tournament: Round.. 

Chapter 373: Tournament: Round.. 

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"What a resolute decision from hero Lucy." 

Ente remarked as he and the tournament spectators were stunned by the ear-piercing explosion that shook the stadium. Dense smoke filled the arena, and the formation detection function worked rapidly. However, it appeared affected by the power Lucy had unleashed. 

At this moment, Ente and the other spectators fell silent, waiting for the formation to detect or clear the smoke in the arena so they could see the situation. 

However, the spectator already anticipated that Lucy's attack would be the climax of the fifth round. Whatever was happening in the dense smoke of the arena, which remained undetectable to their senses due to the lingering power inside, 

They already believed that Lucy had secured victory in the fifth round.