After Wang Ming was maliciously stabbed to death by a classmate, he arrived in a wondrous world.
Here were swords and magic, dragons and beauties, a decaying kingdom and a fallen temple.
What should he do after transmigrating straight into a terrifying ancient battlefield?
Fortunately, Wang Ming had his own System and a powerful legacy.
"No! My kingdom!"
"Evil heretic! I curse you to suffer eternal damnation!"
"Sorry, you debauched good-for-nothing who spends your life indulging in wine and women, and you think you're fit to judge me?"
"By the Light God! You deserve to be annihilated by holy light!"
"Stop shouting. In a few days, I'm going to meet the god you worship and ask him why he lets scum like you run wild!"
Wang Ming sat on a throne of bones and looked at the undead prostrated beneath him. He coughed and said, "The undead only look scary. Our hearts are pure."
"What? You say people call me the Undead Tyrant? They just don't understand me!"
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
