Imperial Crown

Author:Earth-eating onions
Category:Fantasy
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Last Updated:03/15/2025


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Raven Griffith, a scumbag, villain, sex addict, and the only remaining heir of the Baron family...
And he is about to become the victim of a blood ritual.
Since there is no way to retreat, we can only move forward and break through the deadlock with our own calmness and wisdom.
But the real crisis has just begun.
Greedy nobles, corrupt bureaucrats, rigid Holy See, ferocious aliens, cruel cults, fate showed its ferocious fangs to Raven.
Raven had to rely on the knowledge and wisdom from Blue Star, as well as the instinct and experience accumulated in this body, to accumulate wealth, expand territory, improve strength, and crush the crises that came one after another.
From baron, to viscount, earl, marquis, duke, and even - king!
……
Many years later, "The Queen Collector, the Emperor of the Elf Empire, the Khan of the Glorious Orcs, the Conqueror of the Bloody Highlands, the Co-Lord of the Continent and the Ocean, the Protector of Creatures, and the Living True God" Lei Wen wore ninth-level armor [ Blood King] sat on the throne holding [Endless Weapon] in his hand and said righteously:
"Many people say that I relied on madness, shamelessness, despicability, and cunning to conspire to seize the throne.
But this is pure slander!
What I have achieved today comes from the wisdom, nobility, elegance and kindness in my bones! ”
……
The grandeur of history can never be judged simply by right or wrong.
The soft and gentle scenes of swords and swords, the intrigues amidst the turbulent clouds, and the brilliant appearance of a conspiracy-laden plot!
Killing intent is written on his face, forgiveness is in his heart, but in the end he leaves his fate to God's will.
"Chronicles of the Empire·Volume 1"

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Chapter 1: Traveled through time, but will die soon

Chapter 1 Time travel, but about to die

“I hereby worship the Mother of Pure Black, the God in charge of life. Your divine power will surely enable me to cure the curse passed down by my bloodline...”< br>
In the small secret room, lines as thick as fingers are carved on the hard granite floor, forming a five-pointed star array, and the lines are filled with fresh blood.

There is a person lying on each side of the magic circle, a man and a woman. Their wrists have been cut open
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