Don't mess with me, I'm the king of this world

Winter has arrived, and now the psychic continent is only white.

Late at night, a rickety old man was helped out of the church by an elderly lady.

Even though the old man had received the church's blessing, his complexion still looked worrying.

However, the weather tonight was not satisfactory. Under the raging snowstorm, the old man's frail body was even more shaky.

The two of them walked hard towards their home through the white snow.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes shone as if he had gained energy. He pushed away the old lady who was supporting him and shouted excitedly.

"King!! It's the king!! I heard the king's voice!!"

He staggered a few steps, but was quickly overturned by the blizzard, but this did not stop him, but made him even more excited.

The old lady who was pushed away by him was also thrown away by the blizzard.

But she did not struggle, but was quickly buried in the snowstorm, as if she had never appeared.

The situation on the old man's side was not satisfactory either. Although his movements did not stop, his limbs were already scattered behind him, leaving them where he passed, gradually covered by ice and snow.

Finally, the old man saw something that made him crazy before his neck broke.

But at this time, he had no breath.

The thing seemed to sense his presence, and suddenly began to cry wildly, eventually attracting another fanatic.

"King, it's the king, our king is back, we are saved, we are saved..."

But just like the rickety old man, the second fanatic died after shouting these words.

Just like that, the third, fourth, fifth...

Countless fanatics are approaching here, but their endings are the same. After coming to his side, or after touching the thing that makes them crazy, without exception, everyone is exhausted. Death...

next day

As the snowstorm stopped and the sun emerged on a new day, more people discovered this place, but no one panicked when they looked at the piles of corpses.

They knelt down devoutly towards the mountain of corpses, as if their faith existed there.

Not long after, a team was sent from the church in the distance. The leading heavy-armored knight raised the holy sword in his hand and stared at everyone.

"I am a holy knight. The rest of the gang should retreat as soon as possible!! Anyone who is negligent will be killed without mercy."

But everyone seemed to have not heard his voice and still knelt down devoutly.

Seeing that no one was moving, the knight's eyes showed a terrifying chill.

The holy sword was swung down, and the chill from the underworld came from the glowing white armor, "Kill!!"

No one in the team that followed him made a sound, they all drew out their holy swords, mounted their horses and started killing.

The mixture of blood and snow filled the area for miles around with a strong smell of blood. As the holy swords were sheathed, there seemed to be no living people around the pile of corpses.

The leading knight got off his horse, knelt down respectfully towards the pile of corpses, and said: "The Heavy Armored Knights of the Holy Religion are here to see my king!!"

A group of blood-soaked heavy-armored knights behind them also dismounted. Like the leading knight, they were full of respect for the pile of corpses. "The Heavy-armored Knights of the Holy Religion pay homage to my king!!"

As if sensing their calls, the center of the pile of corpses began to swell upward until a baby appeared in the sight of the knights...

Sixteen years later...

The bored Xiao Yue spent her sixteenth birthday leisurely after coming into this world.

Looking at the burning candle, I couldn't help but recall the scene sixteen years ago. Recalling that moment, Xiao Yue still has lingering fears.

A hundred or so heavily armored knights knelt down and worshiped all around. He was lifted up from the pile of corpses by an invisible force and displayed in front of them.

That was a pile of corpses, and he was conscious at the time. The smell of blood was so strong that it hit his forehead, giving him the urge to die.

How many lifetimes of bad luck have you had to come to this world? Compared with the world in my memory, this place is simply a hell on earth.

I don’t know how long ago, the king of the human race suddenly disappeared, and for the human race, a dark age came.

The monsters that were enslaved at the beginning began to rise one after another, and the various races that were ruled were also entangled with each other. In just one year, the era of human supremacy was overturned.

Until now, one thousand one hundred and seventy-nine years have passed since the king disappeared.

At the beginning of the Dark Age, the only remaining great sage of the human race predicted that the human king would come to the world again a thousand years later to suppress all races and restore peace to mankind.

Thousands of years later, the unlucky Xiao Yue came to this world. Even he didn't know why he appeared here and why he was regarded as their king by these people.

After working as a salted fish for sixteen years, Xiao Yue still hasn't gotten used to the life here. Human life is like a piece of grass. Not only does the foreign race treat the human race like this, but the human race also has an extremely exaggerated state of getting along with each other.

Some people are human beings, and some people are worse than animals.

Xiao Yue wanted to change all this, but there was nothing he could do. Compared with the king a thousand years ago, he was more like fish on the chopping board.

No, fish with a famous name will not be slaughtered, but nothing can be done.

After being stuck for sixteen years, he felt that he would just keep doing it for the rest of his life. He hoped that when he was reborn with memories next time, he could go to a better place.

[Memory loading: The Human King awakens, and the unresolved matters from a thousand years ago will be left to me a thousand years later! ! 】

"what sound?"

Xiao Yue was about to attack the cake, but was stopped by an inexplicable voice in his head.

[I sent my soul to other worlds in order to hope for the development of the mainland. I will wake up after a certain thousand years. All my affairs are your responsibility. For the sake of the harmony of the mainland, you must keep it in mind. 】

"Isn't it? Am I really that bullshit king? Why did this memory only appear now? Can't you come out before I get upset?"

"Memory loading? Do you think I'm a robot? Just load when you say load? I don't!!"

Scolding after scolding, Xiao Yue's memory was loaded without any pause. Not only that, even his body was undergoing qualitative changes.

At this moment, the heavy-armored knight who disgusted him appeared again. Although he didn't know whether the current leader was the same one back then, Xiao Yue was very displeased just by looking at the armor.

Xiao Yue, who was loading the memory, looked at them coldly, picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked like a salted fish: "Are you okay?"

At this time, the heavily armored knight no longer showed the same respect as before. The leader waved his hand, and the two knights behind him moved forward to hold Xiao Yue.

"The teachings of the Holy Religion, whoever is not my king but the king, will die with the discoverer!!"

Xiao Yue, who was lifted up, had no time to react. What kind of death together? Is this asking yourself to die? And with this disgusting heavily armored knight?

"What do you mean? You want to die with me? It was you who brought me back and let me live for sixteen years. Why do you have to let me die after sixteen years?"

The current memory loading of Xiao Yue has just started, and his body has not yet adapted to the changes. It is still easy for the two heavy-armored knights around him to manipulate him.

He shouted angrily, but the heavily armored knight was like a robot saying similar words to what he just said.

"The Holy Religion teaches that the person who is my king cannot bear his responsibilities and will be beheaded at the age of sixteen."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yue finally understood, what is a common death? This thing picked him up cleanly and let him be the one who was taken advantage of?

"Damn it, you picked it all off. I said, "Why did you raise me for sixteen years and let me do it for a long time? Do you want to escape the death penalty yourself?!"

The heavily armored knight ignored his sophistry, drew out his holy sword and pointed it at him, firmly saying one word, "Kill!!"

"I don't accept it!! I am your king, you can't kill me!! I don't accept it!!"