Standing on the bustling streets of H City, he began to start.

So, did I travel back from that world? Or was it just an inexplicable dream?

Solomon: A Song of Iron and Fire, the world's most popular fantasy RPG holographic online esports game, still has a huge billboard hanging on the façade of the complex opposite.

And he used to be a professional esports player for this game. Traveled to a different world exactly like the game, fought from Lv.0 to the demigod level, and now finally returned to Earth.

Asker looked at the glass wall next to him, his face reflected in it.

It's not that I've been in front of the computer for a long time, and my face is a little fat and puffy because of sub-health, but it's a mixed-race appearance mixed with the race of Cyris in another world after crossing over.

Of course, he also looks very similar to himself, and he can be regarded as a handsome version of himself.

"It's terrible, I don't know if my mother will recognize it when I go back."

Asker ruffled his hair and bangs, staring at his face carefully, and several girls passing by around him also stared at him.

"That ......" a young lady with milk tea plucked up the courage to come over and asked, "Are you a foreigner?" Foreigner？ ”

"It's not." Aske was surprised.

"Are you from a minority?" The young lady continued to ask, and the girls in the back were talking to each other, and they could vaguely hear the discussion of "so handsome".

Asker smiled, waved his hand without answering, and turned away in style.

The young lady tried to catch up, but Aske just turned the corner of the street, and the figure seemed to disappear directly, so that she could no longer find it.

The Law of War. Ambush.

Sure enough, on today's earth, he is still a demigod realm, and the corresponding law skills can also be used.

However, the environment is almost equal to the upper limit of the Demon Tide Lv.0, and the consumption of spirituality cannot be replenished at all.

When Asker confirmed this, he disarmed the Law Skill and found the nearest subway station from memory.

Let's go home first.

After all, he has been missing for more than four years, so it's better to go back and let my mother take a reassuring pill first, and talk about the club's affairs.

At the subway gate, Aske felt in his trouser pocket, and sure enough, he found his phone.

Clothes, pants, shoes, and other things you carry with you are exactly the same as they were before the crossing.

Even the address book in the phone is also intact.

By the way, after returning here, Asker of course remembered the name of his earth...... However, in order to prevent confusion, we will continue to refer to him as "Asker" later.

Pulling out the subway code and scanning it, Asker walked into the subway station and swiped his mobile phone to see how many messages and calls he had received in the past 4 years since he disappeared.

Sure enough, whether it's a missed call or a text message, the icons on the desktop are already 99+. Click on it, there are mothers, club owners and team members, and even a lot of unknown numbers, probably some kind of sales advertisement, but unfortunately all of them have been called to another dimension.

Well?

Asker suddenly noticed the time.

Some long-lost memories came to his awakened mind.

Whether it is based on his own memories or the content of the text message, his disappearance is the day he travels......

Not four years ago.

Rather, it was four days ago.

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Planet Helel, 246 years of the Sixth Period.

North, the capital of the Kalmar Empire.

A raging fire burned the entire old palace, and the corpses of the royal family, wrapped in elaborate brocade cloth, were thrown into the fire by the northern horn mercenaries of the Outville mercenary regiment.

Denmark, Sweden, Norway, the members of the **** Society, composed of the lords and nobles of the three countries, were collectively silently watching the corpses of the original royal family being engulfed in flames at this time.

The old northern power has collapsed, and the new regime is being reborn on its corpse, stronger, colder...... and terrifying.

"Your Excellencies, the coronation will be scheduled in Roskilde Cathedral in three days." The regent's representative, Karl. Knutsson led the nobles, Gong Sheng and the two leaders of the Ottville mercenary regiment said.

Both leaders are demigod ranks. One is a white-haired descendant of the Ancient Vikings, known as the End of the Ice, who once single-handedly defeated and subdued the demigods of the original royal family, and his combat power has exploded.

The other is a succubus demigod from Purgatory, with long, burgundy fiery hair and the title Blood Rose.

If the end of the ice used force to force the nobles of the north to submit, then the conspiracy and calculation of the bloody rose are the eternal fear and nightmare of the nobles after surrender.

So far, there have been no less than 30 secret room politics and rebellion plots, all of which were discovered by the Bloody Rose during the conspiracy stage, and then brutally suppressed and slaughtered without mercy at the end of the ice.

So much so that today's northern nobles don't even dare to meet guests privately, and even when discussing political affairs, they must choose a public place where servants and butlers are present, so as not to cause misunderstandings on the side of the Bloody Rose.

However, fear is fear. With the complete destruction of the original royal family, it means that the ancient Norman family of Ottville has finally reached the pinnacle of power in the north.

At the end of the ice, he is already destined to be crowned as the new supreme king of the north, and even in the **** meeting, some of the northern nobles who have long supported the rebellion of the Outwell family will also grab the fruits of rich benefits from this round of political reshuffle.

Next, there were heated discussions and quarrels among the nobles of the northern realm about the official name of the end of the ice after he ascended the throne, and it is estimated that this is the main topic in the next three days.

After all, "Hidlifa", a name that doesn't even have a surname, is too short.

"What the hell are they arguing about?" Sidlifa asked irritably.

"I'm thinking of giving you a longer name." Medea said with a smile.

She touched her visibly bulging lower abdomen. Through the effect of psychological suggestion, no northern nobleman knew that this notorious bloody rose was actually a seven-month pregnant woman.

"Why long names? I think the nickname 'White Emperor' is pretty good. Sidlifa said.

"That's a nickname, not a name." Medea replied, "The longer the name, the older your family history is, or the more qualities you have as a king." ”

"Do I need to prove myself by name?" Sidlifa was murderous.

"Killing, for those who know you." Medea said leisurely, "And a lengthy name is for those who don't know you." ”

Probably frightened by Sidlifa's murderous aura, Medea's face suddenly changed slightly, and then she gently patted her stomach and hummed:

"The baby is good~ The baby is not troublesome, the mother is talking to your godmother about things, good~"

"When I am crowned emperor, I will make your daughter a princess." Sidlifa hurriedly reined in her murderous aura, and her gaze softened.

Medea smiled slightly, not correcting the mistake that she was crowned as a "king" and not an "emperor".

Staring at the raging flames still burning in the ruins of the palace, she suddenly whispered:

"If you're going to call the 'White Emperor', then I'...... It's called 'The Red Witch', how about it? ”