I Became the King of Villains In the Game

Standing in a sparsely populated alley, Chen Lun glanced back at the main street of Huangtie City.

‘Go back and help Floy complete the promotion ceremony. '

With a smile on his lips, he stepped into the spirit world.

When the surrounding area was covered by a light blue blurred field of vision, Chen Lun was surprised to find a figure walking quickly not far ahead.

He was a little surprised when he saw the face of the visitor.

It was the spirit messenger of the Murder Club, the waiter without facial features.

"Mr. Qiao Ke, nice to meet you."

The waiter also looked a little surprised.

"I didn't expect to meet you here..."

"Are you delivering letters for club members?"

Chen Lun asked curiously.

The waiter bowed slightly and passed the tray forward.

"Yes, and no... This is an urgent request from Mr. Drinker, a member of the club. Because of the special circumstances, he is now seriously injured, and time is running out, so please ask me to issue the task to other nearby club members."

Chen Lun did not pick up the envelope on the tray, but frowned and asked:

"Drinke? How could he be in Huangtie City and seriously injured... What happened?"

"have no idea……"

The faceless waiter reminded Chen Lun:

"Mr. Qiao Ke, I want you to know that as a member of the Murder Club, you are obliged to accept an emergency commission and cannot refuse...and you are the only club member I can find in this area."

"I see."

Chen Lun said in a deep voice, picked up the letter on the tray, and quickly opened it to check.

Drink's letter was brief, containing only one sentence:

"Speed ​​at No. 5 Spin Street, the underground drainage channel!"

The paper was crumpled, stained with dirt and blood, and the handwriting was crooked. It can be seen that Drinker was in a very bad state when he wrote this letter.

"Entrust me to take it, go find him now."

Chen Lun folded the letter, put it in the windbreaker pocket, and said to the messenger.

Drink summoned the Faceless Servant with a token, but instead of asking for help, he entrusted it to find a club member nearby and rush to the sewer.

Chen Lun has a bad premonition, and there is only one possibility for Drink to do this kind of behavior.

That is, he felt that he was hopeless, and was going to find someone to entrust his last wish... It didn't even matter who this person was.

After bidding farewell to the messenger and returning to the present world, Chen Lun immediately rushed to No. 5 Spin Street. Because he was not familiar with the city, he also asked pedestrians for directions several times on the road.

It took a few minutes, and he reached his destination as fast as he could.

Taking advantage of the gap when no one was paying attention, he jumped into the sewer on the side of the street, and then endured the disgusting dirt, and got into the passage on the side of the wall.

After walking a few steps, he came across a locked iron door.

This is an obstacle specially installed by the city planning department to prevent accidents from happening.

But to Chen Lun, this is useless.

He flicked his fingers, and with a bang, the lock of the iron door was smashed to pieces.

Chen Lun pushed the door open and walked along the stone road on the right side of the sewer.

After another two minutes or so, he heard faint breathing in the darkness.

'found it! '

Chen Lun snapped his fingers, and the gloves sparked a fist-sized fireball, which floated above his head and illuminated the surroundings.

Drinker was lying against the wall, covered in blood.

His legs had disappeared, and the fracture was burnt, with a dark purple light, burning faintly. The left arm was swollen, unbelievably fat, completely out of proportion to the human body, and limp to the side.

"Yes... who is it?"

Drinker's consciousness was a little fuzzy, his eyes opened with difficulty, revealing cloudy pupils.

"Don't talk yet, I'll heal you."

Chen Lun said in a deep voice.

He stretched out his hand, activated the power of the [Awakening of Insects] bookmark, and it burst into green light, instilling vitality into Drink.

Although he didn't have a deep friendship with Drink, at least he had fought side by side, and he could be regarded as a comrade in arms. Chen Lun didn't want to watch him die like this.

But within a few seconds, Chen Lun frowned.

Because he found that the vitality he transmitted in the past seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pit, and as much as he entered, he lost as much as he entered, and it didn't work on Drinker's body at all.

"It's you... Jack."

Drinking shifted his gaze to the face of the handsome young man in front of him, and pulled out an extremely ugly smile.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he grabbed Chen Lun's wrist.

"Don't...don't waste your energy, I'm hopeless."

Chen Lun did not withdraw the green light treatment, sighed secretly, and while thinking about a solution, he said to Drink:

"What happened to you, who beat you like this?"

"Cough... Rafa, it's Archbishop Rafa of the Red Apple Church... He has descended into an incarnation, and I'm no match."

Drinking spit out a mouthful of blood and continued:

"Don't talk, just listen to me...I can't hold on anymore."

Holding his breath, he said with difficulty the reason why he came to Huangtie City.

Chen Lun listened silently, continuously transmitting vitality to Drink in his hands. Although the effect was minimal, it could relieve Drink's pain and he could speak more smoothly.

The other party showed a grateful look.

At the same time, Chen Lun also secretly felt that with such injuries, if it were an ordinary transcendent, he would have died long ago.

It was also thanks to Drinker, who is a transcendent of the flesh and blood faction known for his strong vitality, that he was able to last for so long.

Through Drink's words, Chen Lun roughly understood that the other party was here for revenge... Following a group of monks from the Red Apple Church, they chased them all the way here.

The other party roughly talked about his past, and let Chen Lun understand why he has such deep hatred for the Red Apple Church.

'Is this the story of Drinker...'

Chen Lun had a lot of feelings, and his emotions were a little complicated.

In his previous life, he digs the background story of the game. Although he also has a lot of emotions, it is far less intense than it is now.

Since he crossed over, he has experienced many things, which made him feel more and more hatred and pity for this world. Because what happened in front of him was a living person, a real reality.

"The leader of the Red Apple Church sacrificed himself and let Rafa's incarnation descend. You have to be careful... This city can't stay any longer, and even Amber City may be affected."

Drinking like a flash of light, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his body tremblingly, and there was still the last cigarette in it.

But with his stiff and weak hands, he still couldn't take it out.

Chen Lun noticed that Drink's fingers were scorched black, his joints were necrotic, and he couldn't even do the simple operations in the past.

After several failed attempts, Drinker threw the cigarette case aside angrily.

Laughed bleakly.

Chen Lun silently picked up the cigarette case, took out the crumpled cigarette from it, and brought it to Drink's mouth in person, and with a snap of his fingers, sparks lit him.

"thanks……"

Drink greedily sucked a mouthful of smoke, and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

"The reason why I didn't ask for help, you should know by now..."

He was smoking and talking.

"That's the power of Rafa's 'Yueyao', and the curse of a sword... I'm sure I'm going to die. I just want to find someone at random and talk to them."

Drink's voice became solemn, with a hint of pleading:

"Jack, after my death, you take away the remnants of spiritual precipitation, and give you the things on my body, including the Balague necklace on my chest... I just ask you to do one thing for me..."

"you say."

Chen Lun said in a deep voice.

"Destroy the Red Apple Church...Although this request is too much, I can satisfy even if I kill one more member of the Red Apple Church...cough!"

Drinker coughed violently.

His eyes began to bleed, as did his nostrils and ears.

"Most people in the Murder Club only care about benefits, but I can see that you are a man of friendship...It must be the guidance of fate to meet you before death."

Drink's last sentence made Chen Lun feel complicated.

"Guided by fate..."

After a few seconds of silence, Drink's voice gradually became weaker, and finally he only said thank you.

he died.

Looking at the unburned cigarette on Drink's mouth, Chen Lun squatted in front of him, silent for a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Drinker's body disappeared, turning into a roll of white bandages.

The necklace that was originally hanging around his neck also fell to the ground with a jingle.

On the side, there is a wallet for money.

The burnt-out cigarette butt was extinguished, and a plume of blue smoke was lit.

Chen Lun took a deep breath, picked up everything on the ground, then turned and left without looking back.

Although, even without Drinker's request, he would actively participate in the hunt for the Red Apple Church.

But in the end, he agreed to Drink.

'Has Rafa appeared again... What will happen to him this time? '

Chen Lun felt a little depressed, so he quickened his pace of leaving.

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Drinker's death did not cause any waves.

He has almost no friends on weekdays, and is extremely unpopular in the murder club.

In a village in Gem State.

"Teacher, why did you pour three glasses of wine?"

Maggie was at the dining table, and after seeing Akbin's actions, she was a little puzzled.

Akbin filled the wine calmly and said:

"This is a friend's wine, which is temporarily stored with me, but he may never drink it."

"he died?"

Maggie frowned and said in surprise.

Akbin didn't answer, but just drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.