I would rather betray the gods

Everyone was stunned!

King Muwuwu II, his face filled with disbelief, angrily kicked the nearest guard a few times to urge him on.

No matter how much he beat and scolded them, the guards still refused to continue.

Because very few people knew their origins, not even the Second Muwu of Jinyang Palace knew that the Second Muwu had not been born when they came to Jinyang Palace.

Over time, people only knew them as guards and servants of the central palace.

"Who are you, and how do you know about the Tian Shu Camp?"

Finally, the guard at the very front of the line spoke up and asked.

"I not only know about the Tian Shu Camp, but I also know about all seven camps of the Big Dipper."

The pomelo raised its head slightly.

"And who is Your Excellency?"

Upon hearing this, the guard immediately changed his form of address.

Not only him, but all the guards' mentality changed at almost the same time, and murmurs rose and fell among them.

"You, are you trying to rebel? You eat my food and then disobey my orders!"

The Second Prince realized something was wrong and quickly interrupted, panicking terribly.

The aura of these men who had come with him suddenly changed, becoming very unfamiliar to him. They felt like a pack of sled dogs that had always obeyed his every command, but suddenly became disobedient, staring intently at a snow wolf in the distance, as if something was bursting forth from their very bones.

"Do you all still remember the covenant of reincarnation?"

Yuzi ignored the tiger-like figure and made a graceful turn to face the guards.

"Back then, seeing you was like seeing a warrant; I looked not at the imperial edict, but at your countenance. Could it be that Your Excellency is...?"

The guard was so excited during the questioning that he choked up while answering and couldn't finish his sentence.

"uh-huh."

Yuzu smiled and nodded, indicating that she was Yuzu.

Since it was a covenant of reincarnation, it must have been something from a previous life, which Yuzu couldn't recall. However, in his spare time, he had been looking through the books and notes in the God King's bedroom, and that's how he learned about this little-known covenant.

In his previous life, Zi Feiyu, a soldier, personally created the Seven Camps of the Big Dipper, named after the Big Dipper constellation, with Tian Shu being one of them.

The seven battalions were meritorious battalions with outstanding military achievements, as well as trusted battalions. Even though Zifeiyu was about to be reincarnated, the battalions were unwilling to disband, and how to settle them became a thorny issue.

Zifeiyu came up with a good idea: since they refused to disband, they should temporarily go into hiding and be assigned to the powerful Chengfan departments as ordinary soldiers. This way, they could receive a salary to support their families and also act as a wedge to deter others from entering these departments.

Each battalion's armor has a unique style, which they have always kept because they are loyal to the God-King, so Yuzu recognized their origin at first glance.

Do you have any proof?

The guards bowed with their hands clasped, their expressions as serene as ever, waiting for the truth to be confirmed, neither in a hurry nor in a rush.

The guards had waited so long for this moment that they dared not believe it rashly, even though they had long heard of the return of the God-King Pisces.

『dot dot dot』

Uh... when asked how she could prove her identity, Yuzu felt like she was surrounded by ellipses.

He hadn't even fully recognized the Pisces constellation yet, so what could he possibly use to prove himself, let alone the body he was possessing, Yu Bulai's?

Should we go back first, put on the God King's Battle Armor, and then come back?

By then, this place had already been razed to the ground by Muwuwu II... Oh my god!

Just thinking about it made Yuzu curse under her breath.

Looking back at the people around him, he saw that every pair of eyes was watching him, and even the wind seemed to be giving him special attention, swirling yellow sand in his direction.

Ugh, sand got stuck in my teeth...embarrassing~

"Ah, this place is just being deliberately mysterious."

Seeing that Yuzi was stuck for a moment and couldn't produce any proof of her identity, the Second Prince instantly regained his composure and hurriedly slipped among the guards to inform them in a "seven aunts and eight cousins" style.

His expression was as if he were warning all the guards that he could let things slide if they attacked now, but if he got annoyed and lost patience later, they would be in for a world of hurt when they returned to the manor.

The guards were now in a dilemma: to act or not to act?

The local indigenous people, who had thought there was hope, lowered their heads in despair upon seeing this.

[A bunch of ungrateful bastards, daring to offend the God-King!]

As the gloom gathered, a divine voice resounded in everyone's mind, like sweet dew sprinkling on everyone's face, making their expressions relax.

Hmm? Who is that? I think I've heard that voice before.

Yuzu looked up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly, and although she couldn't see the person yet, she could feel their presence getting closer and closer.

Regardless of who it was, they were on his side, which put him at ease.

The Second Prince, however, seemed to be startled by a thunderclap, his whole body jolted, and he froze on the spot.

Before long, a crimson light descended from the sky. Just by looking at the rare color generated during the teleportation, Yuzu could guess who it was.

On that day, all 3,600 Realm Kings of Pisces Palace gathered together, but only this person was of this color. She was the Star Empress, Serakia, one of the few female Realm Kings!

"If you don't recognize the God-King, do you recognize me?"

Once transformed, Serachia made a magnificent turn to face the Second King, looking dashing and heroic.

Because she landed right next to Youzi, Youzi immediately noticed the phone she was holding, which was still on, and understood why she had appeared so quickly.

Banlan must have been worried that he wouldn't be able to handle the unexpected situation here, and that she wouldn't be able to come in time, so she used her phone to ask Serachia to help take a look.

Therefore, there's no need to overthink it; this is Serachia's territory.

However, on the other hand, technology is truly a wonderful thing. The deities of this half-heaven have mastered quantum communication technology to perfection. With quantum communication, even the vast universe feels like being face-to-face.

He thought to himself, scratching his brow. For some reason, despite his mortal background and constant experiences, he always felt a sense of unease whenever he saw unfamiliar deities using their stellar power while simultaneously using their phones.

"We pay our respects to His Highness the King of the Realm."

The guards, of course, recognized Serachia, and they all knelt down in unison.

"Wrong, you should worship the God King first."

Serachia waved her hand, pointing to the pomelo.

The guards realized what was happening and immediately turned around to kneel in worship.

With the King of the Realm's testimony, their doubts were completely dispelled. The long wait, which seemed to last for years, was like a sharp sword hidden in their hearts. When it was drawn, its sharpness was still undiminished, shining brightly in their eyes, and tears welled up in their eyes.

"You... are the God King?"

The Second Prince knelt alone among the crowd, not because he refused to kneel, but because he was so astonished that he forgot all about etiquette.

At this moment, his face was as white as a sheet.

However, what he missed most was the waist tag on the ground. He longed for it so much that he wished a pair of hands could grow from the ground and smooth out the engravings on it.

Elsewhere, that waist tag is a symbol of identity, but when thrown in front of the God-King, it becomes irrefutable proof that he has made a huge blunder.

He had no idea that even if he survived and returned to the central palace, his father would beat him to death for such a reckless act.

Finally, utter despair drained the last ounce of strength from his heart, and with a thud, he collapsed to his knees, his legs giving way.

Long live the God-King! Long live the God-King!

The unexpected turn of events was a pleasant surprise, and the indigenous people cheered with joy.

Yuzu takes a rational approach, because his philosophy doesn't value that kind of "high and mighty" attitude.

However, he really hopes that this kind of cheering can spread everywhere—justice should not be delayed.

Then, with his hands behind his back, he said to the Second Prince, "I want you to crawl over here and pick up the waist token you threw out."

Who would have thought that justice could be so cunning? The moment he said that, the scene fell silent, but somehow it felt so good, and many people tried their best to suppress their joy.