Prince Bojji

All humans transmigrated to a parallel world, where every one of them was a king with the territory.
They participated in a game called The Ranking of Kings and fought to become the best nation.
The rankings were determined based on various aspects such as military, technology, commerce, culture, and religion.
In the game, the kings would awaken different attributes of the land.
Someone exclaimed, “My Renewable Resources attribute allows me to enhance raw materials such as timber and minerals. I want to build the strongest empire of commerce!”
Another king challenged, “My King of the Undead attribute allows me to summon dead souls to fight for me. Who dares to stand in the way of my troops of one million undead?”
The third king declared, “My Integrated Production attribute will ensure that technology is being implemented efficiently. You foolish barbarians, watch as my nation advances a few centuries ahead of yours.”  
The fourth king said, “My Miracle Summon attribute can increase the efficiency of evangelism by 1000%. I look forward to the day when my nation becomes the top religion in the world.”
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Li Xiang revealed a pondering look as he looked at his attributes shown on the virtual data panel.
[Attribute 1: Devils' Den (SSS rank, unique)]
[You acquired the original birthplace of the Dragon Clan. All the legendary dragons are now under your command.]
[Attribute 2: Devouring Lands (currently A rank, evolvable)]
[When you annex the territory of other kings, you seize their attributes as well. Furthermore, you can level up these attributes to even higher ranks.] 

Ranking Of Kings: My Land Is SSS Rank

Rumble! Thunderbolts crackled in the sky as bolts of thunder and lightning descended from the sky. Each bolt of lightning was as thick as a water bucket and flickered with purple light.

Li Xiang had cultivated this Thunder Mark for a very long time. It had already reached the mythical level, and its power was extremely violent.

At this moment, the surrounding space was distorted. Tong Twelve was like a lightning rod. Countless purple thunder and lightning gathered crazily toward him and smashed onto his body.

This scene came too suddenly. Even Tong Twelve did not expect that the thunder and lightning attack would be so fast. Previously, the Lord of Dawn had been frozen in place under the reflection mirror. But now, he had exploded.

A fatal crisis loomed over his heart. Tong Twelve's face could not help but reveal a fearful expression.

The Divine Spiritual Energy of the Thunder Mark