Night_of_Dreams

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

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In Another World with My Wooden Throne System

Zion slowly stood up from the rubble, coughing a mouthful of blood after receiving a single strike from Atlas, but witnessing his spirit Knight get blasted by dark energy made him more horrified by such prowess.

Just that single surge of dark energy blast already made his domain sense tingle in his mind, warning him how dangerous the dark energy of Atlas was.

If he were the one to receive the dark energy blast, then he wouldn't doubt that he had a 65% chance of dying.

'My lord, I'm fine. The throne has already healed my injuries.'

Zion breathed a sigh of relief as he heard Alron's response through their link of king and spirit, knowing that his spirit knight had been healed by his wooden throne prowess.

'Uncle Alron, thank God your fine.'

Chapter 184: Invincible Atlas