1440 A.D., the Emerald Capital.

Late at night, heavy rain.

The night was already thick, and with thick dark clouds, it seemed that there was no bright color between the whole heaven and the earth.

The torrential rain rumbled down from the nine heavens, as if flowing from the divine kingdom of the rain god who dwelt in the distant void.

The raindrops, which do not stop for a moment, form a continuous curtain of water between heaven and earth.

In such weather, under the Quartet, there should be no people.

The Emerald City, which is usually lively and prosperous, is like a quiet city today, which is proof of this.

However, there are always some unusual people in this world, and they often do some unusual things.

On top of the wall of the Emerald Capital, which is more than 20 meters high, there is a figure.

From a distance, the figure exuded a majestic sense of loneliness, alone, alone.

There is a sense of incompatibility with this world.

When he got closer, he found that he didn't have any rain gear, but he was standing quietly, letting the rain drench his body.

The aura on his body was changing wildly.

Every time a drop of rain fell on him, his incompatibility with the world diminished.

It was as if the rain had been born for him to help him fit into the world.

The rain was still falling, and his gaze was cold and profound, looking straight at the end of the earth.

His appearance is embarrassed, but his majesty is like that of an emperor!

He looked into the distance, as if he were looking at his own country.

"Boom!"

The thunder grew louder and louder, like a bell and a drum.

"Click!"

Lightning pierced the sky, pierced through the endless darkness, and the heavens and the earth lit up, as if the world was born.

The rain became more and more frenzied, and a large amount of rain poured into the moat of the Emerald Capital, and the water level in the river was rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the rolling river roared like a tsunami sea.

"Ivan, thank you!" the figure suddenly spoke, whispering, his voice filled with endless emotion, remorse, sighs, hatred, everything.

There are no people between heaven and earth, but all kinds of voices emerge one after another.

As soon as his voice came out, it was blown away by the strong wind and dissipated.

"In the last life, we were wrong, in this life, take everything back. A voice full of indifference resounded between heaven and earth, "You and I are desperate to reverse the long river of time with the danger of scattering our souls, how can we leave regrets again!"

There are always countless accidents in this world, and things that are beyond our control.

There are countless strategists in history, counting the heavens, the earth, and the hearts of the people.

Zen essence tries its best, but it can't compare to an accident, or an accident.

Zachar's gaze pierced the void and followed the river of time towards the future that had been.

In the last life, Zachar could be said to have done it very well.

Crossing over from Earth, his father was the highest governor of the frontier and was awarded the title of Duke by the Emperor and the Parliament, making him one of the most powerful people in the entire empire.

He was extremely gifted in his own right, and at the age of only seventeen, he possessed the strength of the Golden Rank.

Moreover, he is proficient in government affairs and military strategy, as long as there are no accidents, there is no problem in inheriting his father's position in the future.

If he wins some more victories in foreign wars, His Majesty the Emperor will confer the title of Duke and go to the pinnacle of life.

If you are more lucky, gain the emperor's affection, and be adopted as an adopted son by the emperor, then it is also very possible to become the future emperor of the empire.

Even if he becomes a co-emperor with others, it is enough to leave a heavy mark in the history books.

Moreover, the Brandon family, where Sachar belongs, is a famous family that has existed in the empire since the republican era.

Seats in parliament have never been lost, and they are truly the best gatekeepers.

So far, there have been more than a dozen dukes.

But the Brandon family has always had a heart problem, that is, for 2,000 years, the family has never given birth to an emperor.

Therefore, the greatest wish of the whole family is to give birth to a true emperor.

Sachar, on the other hand, was considered by the family to be the most promising one for thousands of years.

Sachara was born to know, he was born with outstanding demeanor, excellent charm, he was literary and martial, all of them were incomprehensible, all of them were refined.

On top of that, Sachar also has a huge hole card that no one knows about.

His most loyal friend - Ivan!

Ivan is what led him to this world, a creature that cannot be described in words.

It has the ability to be called against the sky - fantasy reality!

The so-called fantasy reality is to summon the things that exist in the fantasy in reality.

Anything can theoretically be gained at the expense.

After the experiments of the previous life, Saga has discovered that for some unknown reason, Ivan is summoning those once existed advisors and generals, powerful legions in history, and legendary weapons, all of which are relatively easy.

These are too perfect for Zachar, they are simply tailor-made for him.

After the empire passed through the heyday of the Five Sages Emperors, the talents of three successive generations of emperors were very mediocre, and the situation of the empire was not very good.

As a result, at this time of internal and external difficulties, the emperor actually died violently, and no heir was appointed.

The Emerald Council has been suppressed by generations of dictators, and although it still has a lot of power, the most important election of the emperor has been disqualified.

In this case, in just three years, five powerful figures in the military proclaimed themselves emperors, claiming the right to rule the empire.

Inevitably, the empire was bogged down in a scuffle.

A few years later, with the help of Ivan, Sachar finally ascended to the throne and ascended the throne in the Crystal Palace of the Emerald City.

Years of war have left the empire in ruins, wars, natural disasters, and plagues, and the empire's population has plummeted to just five million!

Just like after the Three Kingdoms, the Jin Dynasty was established, and its strength was already weakened to the extreme, and then there was a foreign invasion.

Ivan is very strong, but he is not strong enough to perfectly make up for such a huge gap in strength.

The country is ruined, Saga is in the Crystal Palace, self-immolation and death!

Saga understood his mistake, short-sighted, dazzled by the throne in front of him, but forgot about the hungry wolves around him.

In this life, Sachar swears that he will never repeat the mistakes of the past.

The position of the emperor must be sitting, but the strength of the kingdom must maintain a basic boundary.

His gaze slowly withdrew from the long river of time, and there was a hint of brightness in Zachar's eyes.

"Empire, I'm back!" his voice was a little hoarse, his face grim but full of sacredness, and his hands slowly raised as if they were embracing the sky.

This is the farewell, this is the proclamation, this is the vow, this is the ritual of Zachar!