Green Pepper Bat Donburi

This is the tale of an earthling, who transmigrated as a dying third-rate god but somehow rose through the ranks, gaining followers and eventually causing the Fourth Great Apocalypse.
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"Have you ever heard of the God of Games?"
"The God of Games..?" Eleena shook her head in puzzlement. "I have never heard of Him…"
"What if the God of Games could give you the power to defeat your enemies?" Xi Wei coaxed patiently.
Eleena remained silent for a while, before resolutely lifting her head and fixing her gaze on Xi Wei. "Then I am willing to become a believer of the God of Games!"
"Belief isn't something to only be spoken by mouth. Close your eyes and envision His name in your mind, and feel His power with your heart," he said solemnly.
"O Master of Games, grant us new life!"

I Am the God of Games

Basil felt dazed when he was escorted out of the reception room by the footman who led him there, not quite understanding what was going on.

To be fair, it did sound like a tourney.

'What is even going on? I've brought imperial military elites here, ready to make a display of martial force only to be sucker-punched before I reach the city. And now, the one I was about to show off to is going to show off his power instead?

'Isn't this straight up treason!?'

Basil recovered with another pinch of cold sweat dripping over his body.

Nonetheless, he noticed certain unusual things after he calmed down.

True, Lancaster was a relatively prosperous trading city which paid the most in annual taxes across the North, matching even several important cities in the Valla Empire—and that was without the imperial capital taking a closer look at their books.

Wonderful!