In the world of Black Clover:

the center of the capital was reduced to ruins. On the burning ruins, Yui Mu was surrounded by the leaders of the nine magic knight groups.

"A loser is not qualified to be a leader."

"Please allow me to reintroduce you, Yui Mu, the second-generation leader of the White Night Magic Eyes."

Yui Mu held the silver magic book and smiled as he performed an unstandard noble salute to the nine leaders of the magic knight groups.

4 years before the New Calendar.

There are less than five years until the "Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick" descends.

Tang Zheng sat on the side of the road chewing a piece of rye bread, his eyes full of confusion, even a hint of despair.

He traveled to the world of the Undead King.

Well, that's not a problem, but the problem is that he traveled directly to a different world.

Thinking of the Great Tomb's actions to destroy the countries four years later, Tang Zheng shuddered. It seems that there are only two choices in the future, either to be killed by the aftermath, or to survive by chance and become a citizen of the Magic Kingdom.

Or...

Tang Zheng looked at the panel that appeared in front of him - Innate ability: "Player"

- Since we are all players, why should I be afraid of you!