I, the Supreme Overlord, Start by Enslaving the Zerg Queen - Chapter 39: The Eve of the Great Battle

Master said, the woman I held in my hands, I must protect for the rest of my life.

“Noob. Weakest. Hardstuck .Tryhard. Trash. Pick a word, it fits me.”In a post-apocalyptic world overrun by monstrous creatures known as Eaters, some humans give up their humanity to gain a powerful weapon fused into their right hand. These people become Eater Blades, warriors who must hunt and feed their weapons with Eaters to rise through the ranks and prove their worth.In a world where rank means everything, Johnquis remains unranked.Why? Because his weapon is a chain. Everyone laughs, calling him “Leash Boy.” They mock him, never realizing the truth. That his chains aren’t made to cut… they’re made to control.This is a world where zombie-like monsters evolve, and a strange game-like system controls everything.Grind, rank up and evolve.Watch how Johnquis changes the game and tames the apocalypse.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…

Wang Zhong arrived in another world and got caught up in this world’s world war. His cheat ability was an overhead view similar to a real-time strategy game, which allowed him to see the field of vision of his troops! He immediately began micromanaging:“Move the machine gun position five centimeters to the left! Place the anti-tank gun in the woods on the right!”Three years passed like this.Wang Zhong looked at the marshal’s baton in his hand, then at the double-headed eagle flag behind the emperor’s envoy.“There’s an old saying where I come from, ‘Kings and princes, can they be born?’ Do you know this, Envoy?”