I'm the King of the Sea in Zongman

Ernest lowered his body, spread his legs, and positioned his heavy arms. He was ready for battle and didn't take the black-clad killer in front of him seriously at all.

Lin Feng looked at the fat man with a cold expression, knowing in his heart that it would be impossible to win over the ministers without some effort.

In the original work, the Minister suppressed Leone, who had transformed into the King of Beasts, with just physical skills. If an ordinary assassin was hit by the Minister's punch, he would inevitably be pierced by the huge force and seriously injured.

"I am Ernest, the minister who controls this country. You lowly people are at my disposal."

Ernest exerted force with his legs and sprinted directly to a position two steps away from Lin Feng, then swung his right arm, intending to use the huge inertia of his body to defeat his opponent with one punch.

"Imperial Fist Temple: Hundred Fists!"

With a roar, he threw out his right fist with all his strength. The heavy fist could knock down a bull. If it hit a person, it could easily crush his internal organs.

"Crumbling Moon Dimensional Sword!"

Lin Feng raised his right hand and slashed twice in mid-air, and the slash that could cut through space hit the minister's arm heavily.

Two heavy arms flew in the air without any suspense, splashing blood, and then slammed heavily to the ground.

For a moment, Ernest couldn't understand what was happening when he saw the arm on the ground.

How could his body, which had been trained to the extreme, be cut off so easily? Even though he could not accept the fact, the sharp pain extending from the broken section of his shoulder to his brain made Ernest know that this was definitely not a dream.

He staggered back from Lin Feng and screamed:

"Hurry up, there's an assassin, there's an assassin!"

If an ordinary person's arms were cut off, they would immediately pass out from the pain. Even if they could still maintain consciousness, they would be unable to move due to the heavy bleeding and pain. Obviously, the minister who had undergone physical training was not one of them.

Lin Feng followed the running Ernest step by step. He wanted to slowly ravage the minister and shatter his beliefs bit by bit.

Under the pale face, there was a flashing red light, which was the joy of the sadist.

After hearing the minister's cry for help, a team of guards rushed over to support.

One of them was a muscular man with half naked upper body, who rushed forward quickly.

He is Zhu Tian, one of the four Rakshasa ghosts of the Royal Fist Temple, and the minister's personal executioner. He is the pinnacle of the power of non-imperial tool holders. With the secret method of being able to manipulate his body at will, he can rival the imperial tool users with his bare hands.

"Hundred Fierce Fists!!"

Zhu Tian, who attaches great importance to muscle training, is very confident in his own strength, and his fists create countless afterimages.

"Only one person?"

Lin Feng snorted with a bit of disdain on his face. Even if the four Rakshasa ghosts attacked him together, they couldn't hurt him at all.

He stretched out five fingers and pointed them at the bearded man's face, then casually swung out a slash that could break the space.

Before Zhu Tianlian realized what was happening, his head was cut into several pieces horizontally by the infinitely terrifying dimensional knife.

The ministers next to him were already stunned. With just a wave of his hand, he killed the four Rakshasa ghosts.

That level of casualness was easier than a child crushing an ant. What kind of imperial weapon could make him so powerful?

"Why don't you run away? Have you accepted your fate?"

"Don't be so proud, little brat! You're already within my range!"

Ernest used shouting to hide his fear. Then the gem on his forehead shattered, and a dazzling light shone from the gem, completely enveloping Lin Feng.

The Imperial Tool used by the Minister is Ileston, an anti-Imperial Tool that can destroy the opponent's Imperial Tool. The broken gem can be regenerated in just one week, but it cannot be used before then.

"His imperial weapon has been destroyed, you two come on!"

At Minister Ernest's command, thirty soldiers armed with rifles opened fire at the same time, and the sound of bangs filled the hall.

In this world where humans' physical fitness is generally low, humans who have lost their imperial weapons become lambs to be slaughtered in front of guns.

"Ahahaha, this is payback for you cutting off my arms."

Ernest endured the great pain in his shoulder and showed a ferocious smile. He had received many trainings in the Royal Fist Temple, including pain tolerance. He was punched in the abdomen, kicked in the balls, and practiced under a waterfall.

His dream is to live to 130 years old, try all the delicacies in the world, enjoy all the beauties, and kill all the annoying guys.

It was just a matter of breaking both arms, and he could just get a new pair. He was confident that he could overcome any difficulties.

And the next moment, his confident face distorted.

Ernest had seen countless storms and waves in his life, but this was the first time he had suffered such a big impact.

"Ahh! My waist!"

The guards around him were cut in half one by one, and blood spurted out from the cut surface.

Hearing the guards' pig-slaughtering screams, Ernest realized that when the bullets were shot at Lin Feng's body, they all seemed to hit phantoms and went straight through.

impossible!

Clearly his imperial weapon had been destroyed by me, how could he still be able to activate his ability?

Just when Ernest's fat pig face was extremely confused.

No matter how hard the guards around him pulled the triggers and fired bullets crazily, they were all cut in half as Lin Feng waved his hands.

In an instant, dead heads, broken arms, and internal organs flew everywhere.

"Monster... He is an unbeatable monster!"

This bloody scene really frightened some guards, who immediately dropped their guns and ran for their lives. Although they didn't know what the other party's ability was, looking at their companions being split in two, normal people knew that it would be their turn soon.

However, Lin Feng had no intention of leaving any one alive. All the guards who had seen him tonight must die!

Ernest was so frightened that warm liquid flowed from his crotch. He was desperately thinking about how to survive.

He wanted to use high-sounding words to cover up his behavior. This world is the law of the jungle. It is natural for the strong to plunder the weak, and Ernest has always done so. Now the situation has reversed, and he has become the weak one who is plundered.

"Wait... wait a moment! Please wait a moment, I can give you anything, you can tell me what you want! I am a minister! If you can spare my life, I will ensure that you become a high official in the imperial capital!"

Just as Ernest was moving his lips rapidly, begging for mercy desperately.

Lin Feng walked up to him, raised his right hand, and in front of the minister's horrified gaze, stabbed into his chest. Without using his spatial ability, he pierced through his flesh alive and pulled out his heart.

The bright red heart was beating rapidly in Lin Feng's hand. This minister who ate a lot of meat and fish everyday actually had a very full heart.

Instantly, Lin Feng crushed the minister's heart in front of him. The minister had a very strong vitality, and even though he fell to the ground without a heart and foamed at the mouth, he would not die for a while.

Then, Lin Feng activated "Creation", and the black evil spirit slowly floated from his body into the minister's body, taking root in the place where there was no heart, and gradually condensed into a new heart. The broken arm was also repaired under the condensation of the evil spirit.

After a moment, Ernest slowly stood up, the pain of his heart being crushed made him shudder. But when he touched his chest, there was no wound at all!

Monster! How could such a terrifying monster exist in the world! Ernest felt that his worldview had been overturned. No imperial weapon user had ever been able to do what Lin Feng did. Due to the strong impact of reality, he was so scared that he wanted to run away, but he couldn't. Tears could no longer be stopped from flowing.

Ha~

Lin Feng chuckled at the minister's cowardly look.

It was this ugly piece of trash who, for his own selfish desires, could bring down a thousand-year-old empire. However, this piece of trash was still qualified to be a vicious dog.

The world still needs a villain who is hated and despised, and Raymond Lam is the hero who defeats the villain.

"Well, bark like a dog, and let me hear if you are a good dog."

Lin Feng said this in a rather relaxed tone.

Damn it. This man is a complete pervert. He actually made a noble man like a beast. Just as the minister felt disgusted, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand and could not beat. The invisible sense of oppression made him realize that his life and death depended on the devil's thoughts.

“Woof…Woof woof…”

The actual ruler of the empire, Minister Ernest, was like a dog, crawling on the ground, begging for mercy with snot and tears on his face.

Chapter 9 Serving as Minister

The next day, a big news broke out in the imperial capital. Minister Ernest was assassinated in his residence by a killer hired by the rebels. It was said that the assassin was an imperial weapon user. He killed Zhu Tian, one of the four Rakshasa ghosts, and 46 guards. Fortunately, the minister escaped through a secret passage. The assassin failed to assassinate him.

This matter soon spread to the palace. When the young emperor heard the news of the minister's assassination, he immediately summoned all the ministers in the magnificent palace.

"There's actually such a powerful imperial weapon user among the rebels!"

A civil servant was horrified when he heard that the rebels had sent assassins.

A thousand years ago, the First Emperor developed forty-eight weapons of extraordinary power and called them "Imperial Tools." However, five hundred years ago, a large-scale riot broke out in the empire, and many of the Imperial Tools were lost to the people or even abroad.

I didn't expect that an imperial weapon had already fallen into the hands of the rebels.

"It was just a small resistance force... when did it become so difficult to deal with?"

The ministers at the foot of the stairs began to stir. The Ernest Mansion could be said to be the safest place in the entire imperial capital, and among the guards were the Four Rakshasa Ghosts who were as powerful as the Imperial Tool Users.

The assassin killed the demon Zhu Tian in the minister's residence and escaped safely. The officials were sweating coldly. They were so excited because they didn't want to be assassinated. They didn't have the protection of the Royal Fist Temple, and they were afraid that the assassin would cut their necks while they were sleeping in the middle of the night.

"Don't panic, everyone...they are just small fry. We can easily deal with them if we pay attention!"

The little emperor collapsed from the dragon throne, waved his hand, and spoke in a very powerful tone.

However, the Emperor's voice had not yet disappeared from the hall. He turned around and asked the minister beside him, "Is everything alright, Minister?"

"Ahhh... As expected of Your Majesty, you remain calm in times of danger."

Even though Ernest was severely taught a lesson by Lin Feng last night, he was still holding a piece of steak in his hand and eating it in big mouthfuls.

Afterwards, Otst suggested that a special security force should be established in the imperial capital to eliminate the rebels who hated the empire.

It is best if the personnel are all elite, and will protect the country from being destroyed by the rebels, and have an extremely firm belief in their hearts. Only in this way can the assassins lurking in the imperial capital be eliminated.

"As for the Minister of the Special Security Team, I plan to recommend a capable person to Your Majesty. He is a minority from the border area. Although he is still a newcomer, Your Majesty will definitely like him when you meet him!" said the minister to the little emperor beside him.

"Is General Bud still in the imperial capital?" A general who disliked the minister immediately retorted.

"Minister Ernest, this is not your responsibility. The establishment of a special police force should be taken over by the military!"

The majestic General Bud also spoke at this time, looking at Ernest with a stern face. The murderous aura emanating from his body made the minister pause in eating meat.

The ruling class of the empire is composed of civil officials in charge of politics and military officers in charge of military affairs. Minister Ernest and General Budd are the highest leaders of the above two institutions. They each perform their duties and do not interfere with each other.

This time, Ernest proposed to form a special police force. In General Bud's opinion, the minister was trying to cross the line and encroach on the general's power!

"Your Majesty... My duty is to recommend talents to you, and you are the common ruler of the world... The First Emperor established the empire over a thousand years, and no one in later generations can compare to him. Your Majesty is far more capable than this!"

The young emperor, who had been listening to the conversation between Ernest and Budd listlessly, was greatly encouraged when he heard that he could be compared with the First Emperor. He had always hoped that he could live up to the title of emperor and become a wise ruler, but now the ministers actually compared him to the First Emperor.

He rubbed his nose shyly and said with a smile: "I cannot accept your words calmly."

"I am not complimenting you at all." Ernest stroked his beard and said in a respectful tone.

"Oh, by the way, I'm very curious about who the minister wants to recommend. Who on earth can catch the minister's eye?" said the little emperor.

"His name is Lin Feng. Although he is not an imperial weapon user, his ability is no less than that of Esdeath, the youngest and strongest general in the empire!" The minister introduced him while stroking his snow-white beard.

What happened next was as expected, the officials from the ministerial faction began to persuade him that if his strength could approach that of General Esdeath, he would surely be able to succeed as the Minister of Special Police and easily eliminate the rebel killers.

The people of Bud were worried that the emergence of a new department out of nowhere and the arrival of a minister they had never seen before would shake their vested interests...

The two groups of ministers in the hall started arguing with each other, attacking each other's shortcomings. For a while, the hall was extremely lively.

However, the young emperor obviously trusted the ministers who helped him ascend the throne more, so he forced the ministers to stop arguing.

Ernest said calmly: "Let him in. It's a good opportunity to introduce him to His Majesty."

……that's all,

Lin Feng, wearing a black suit, walked up to the hall and looked directly at the dragon throne on the steps. The little emperor had a baby face with a childish look and long eyelashes. He held the golden scepter, a symbol of imperial power, in his right hand. When he sat on the throne, his feet could not reach the ground and he could only sway in the air.

Lin Feng's behavior of looking directly at the emperor is seriously against etiquette.

The minister stepped forward to explain in time: "It is understandable that the border residents do not know the rules, and there is no need to demand them to follow the law of the court."

"There are vicious assassins with imperial tools in the imperial capital. Even the elite guards are helpless against them. How can you deal with them?"

The little emperor was also looking at Lin Feng at the bottom of the stairs. Generally speaking, no matter which imperial tool it is, it has great power, and only an imperial tool user can deal with an imperial tool user. And Lin Feng is not an imperial tool user.

The young emperor had no confidence in entrusting such an important matter to someone who had never achieved any achievements.

Lin Feng was not a person who liked to play the pig and eat the tiger. In his opinion, no one in the world of Zhan Chi could kill him thousands of times. So, he walked in front of the most majestic military officer in the entire hall and said word by word: "He is not as good as me."

Instantly, these words were like a bombshell, causing a commotion among the ministers. Even the officials of the ministerial faction did not believe what Lin Feng said. There was only one person in the entire empire who could match the strength of General Bud, and that person was General Esdeath who possessed the most powerful imperial weapon.

Everyone focused their attention on Lin Feng.

He was young and had a delicate complexion. He had never been to the battlefield. Not every young man could train to the level of Esdeath.

Lin Feng stretched out his right hand provocatively. His slender fingers did not look like those of a warrior at all, but rather like those of a pampered aristocrat.

General Budd was tall and muscular, wearing thick armor and with a tough face. He exuded an imposing aura just by standing there.

The general held Lin Feng's right hand with a stern look in his eyes.