I Became the King of Villains In the Game

Following Ulbert's violent drinking, the members of the messenger group behind him rushed to the French windows decisively, smashing it to pieces without even thinking about it.

clang!

The floor-to-ceiling windows were instantly shattered into glass shards and sawdust, and there was still a little rain of blood in the air. The strong wind full of blood smell suddenly swept in, whining.

A dozen men and women in red rose cotton suits all fell from the attic of the high tower, but their bodies were quite flexible, and they easily found their balance after rolling twice in mid-air.

Boom boom boom...

Accompanied by successive muffled sounds, these emissaries landed straight on the ground under the tower, smashing the stone road into pits and cracks.

"How is it, Faith, are you not hurt?"

A male messenger stood up slowly, shook his numb legs, and asked a woman beside him.

The latter struggled to get up, drooping his limp right leg.

She first raised her head to look at the window in the upper attic, then raised her distorted right palm, and straightened it abruptly with her left hand, making a rattling sound, and said with a frown:

"At a height of more than 20 meters, I still accidentally broke my hands and feet. It should take a few minutes to recover."

"Let me help you. We can't stay here any longer. We need to leave quickly... I didn't expect Jack Speight to know our existence and come over to intercept him personally. With Mr. Ulbert stopping him, we should be able to win some time."

The man looked at the condition of the other messenger companions, except for a few scratches, they were all fine, so he said in a deep voice.

The female messenger nodded and leaned her body against him naturally.

However, just when the envoys were about to retreat to the right, a familiar but creepy figure quietly appeared not far from them.

"Jack..."

The envoy group and others turned around and saw a young man in a black hat standing in the middle of the road ahead, and they couldn't help saying this name from their throats.

"Urbert's envoy has been killed by you?!"

Some people were horrified and said in disbelief.

As the person in charge of the Rose Messenger Group, Ulbert is naturally the strongest, and has reached the Sequence Five [Boneman] of the Flesh Path.

But how long has it been?

ten seconds? Or twenty seconds?

Had Jack killed it already?

How can this be!

According to the information, Jack is not a high-ranking saint. Although he has a record of beheading the incarnation of a saint, he still belongs to the category of a mid-order transcendent, and Mr. Ulbert is not weak either!

The young man in black hat calmly looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and said slowly:

"Not yet, but it won't take long... You should worry about your own situation now."

"Um?"

When the members of the envoys heard his words, they immediately felt bad.

At the same time, there is also a doubt.

next second.

boom! !

Suddenly there was a loud noise overhead.

Everyone followed the sound and looked up, only to see a huge ghoul flying upside down out of the loft of the tower. After tumbling a few times in mid-air in embarrassment, it flapped its bone bat wings and planned to escape. However, before flying far, he was overtaken by the man in the black hat who stepped out and walked out of nowhere.

The silver cane in the latter's hand turned into a thin sword at some point, like a whip or a long snake, it winds wantonly in the air, draws out a series of sharp swords, and falls on the ghoul with precision, "whip!" "A deep mouth of blood came out.

Blood spilled on the feet of the messenger group and the others, scaring them back again and again.

"Two Jacks?!"

"No, this is his avatar!"

"Incarnation... that's impossible! He's obviously not a saint yet!"

The members of the envoys showed shock and exchanged a few words briefly.

However, Chen Lun's deceitful incarnation didn't want to explain to these guys. He just glanced around coldly and thought to himself, the twelve flesh and blood series of Sequence Seven [ghouls].

"die."

He said indifferently.

Immediately, with a raised left hand, it turned into a group of white snakes and attacked the envoys.

"You go first!"

The three male messengers stepped forward and turned into three-headed ghouls.

Violence flashed in Chen Lun's eyes, and the group of snakes on his left arm directly engulfed the three of them, with a sneer in his mouth:

"Don't worry, none of them can escape."

The screams, howls, and dull bangs finally turned into the sound of cracking bones. The three envoys who tried to intercept him and buy time for his teammates were swallowed by the "pale hand" as soon as they met.

The avatar of deceit killed three of them, without stopping, cast teleportation and disappeared in place.

After a while.

The entire street inside the castle was covered with gravel and cracks. The pavement, which was originally soaked in blood by the blood rain, was once again covered with fresh blood, as if it were paint splashed by an artist. It was crooked and quite scary.

A gentleman in a black hat was standing by a street lamp, his head bowed, waiting for something.

Soon, a gentleman in a black hat appeared beside him again, and the two looked at each other.

"Well... the members of the Rose Messenger Group are not bad, they are better than the average Red Rose Squad, but that's all."

Chen Lun glanced at his deceitful avatar and made an evaluation.

He raised his hand, holding a wooden doll in his palm.

As the puppet creaked and moved, the other self in front of him slowly shed its skin, and the hat and clothes flew into the ring by itself, and the blood and flesh turned into dozens of white snakes, wriggling and climbing up to their nests. Chen Lun's right arm was cut off and blended into it, leaving only a "skeleton" of a human-sized puppet, which gradually dissipated in the white light falling from the sky.

Chen Lun put away the avatar of fraud, turned his head and looked at the end of the street on the other side.

"The Yaco royal family... let's grab it easily."

With a whoosh, he disappeared in place.

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"Mom, where are we going?"

Inside the carriage, the young Princess Ahsoka leaned in the arms of the queen with some fear, and asked nervously and blankly.

The queen opened her mouth, but did not speak. First she stroked her daughter's flaxen hair in silence, and then said slowly:

"Your father will take us to a safe place, where we can enjoy a peaceful life and will not be troubled by all kinds of insignificant things in the future."

"Then can we go back to Natmani again? Although I don't like it...but it's the only place I'm familiar with."

Princess Ahsoka said softly.

The queen was a little lost in thought. She sighed secretly, not wanting to disappoint her daughter, so she didn't answer her daughter's question. The clever Ahsoka quickly understood what his mother meant, and she shed tears in sadness, but she was also strong enough not to cry out.

At this time, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the shouts of the guards and various noises came from outside.

"Mom... is the enemy chasing you?"

Seeing his mother's face change, Ahsoka asked cautiously.

The queen squeezed out a smile and comforted her daughter saying no.

"Ahsoka, stay in the carriage obediently, don't go out, and don't peek, Mom will be back soon."

Ahsoka nodded obediently.

After the queen opened the curtain nervously and walked down, she found that the convoy had left Nabil Forest Castle and came to a remote forest. Her husband, Tihamoir, was standing with the rest of the royal family, looking solemnly at a man in a black hat blocking the way not far away.

The two sides formed a confrontation, and the soldiers around surrounded each other and aimed at each other with flintlock guns. It seemed that they might pull the trigger at any time and beat them into a sieve.

"Get out of the way if you want to live! You bastard!"

Among the members of the royal family, a young man with a beard and a slightly immature face frowned and shouted. Chen Lun glanced at the young man, but ignored him.

"The members of the Yake royal family are all here?"

He put his eyes on Tihamoir, smiled slightly, and asked softly like a friend.

Tihamoir frowned, a little uncertain about the identity and intentions of this strange man. But because he was fleeing at the moment, he became extremely wary of this guy who suddenly blocked the way.

The king turned his head and asked his chief guard with his eyes.

The latter was a strong man with a beard, wearing a plate armor, noticing that His Majesty the King was looking over, he suppressed the extreme uneasiness in his heart, and shook his head stiffly at Tiha.

Seeing this, the king's heart sank.

Even the captain of the guard is not sure, it seems that the man in the black hat in front of him is a terrible enemy.

"What do you want?"

the king asked in a deep voice.

"what do you want?"

Hearing the young man in the black hat laugh, he immediately raised his hand, stretched out a finger, pointed at Tihamoir, then pointed at the queen behind him, and then swept across the several princes and all members of the royal family present.

He didn't say it clearly, but he said it all.

The king and the members of the royal family present immediately understood the meaning of the other party... This guy's target is the royal family members. I don't know whether he wants to kidnap them or want their lives!

"Arrogance! Who do you think you are?!"

The young man in the royal family who scolded Chen Lun for giving way earlier cursed angrily.

He still wanted to say something, but King Tiha raised his hand to stop him, and warned the man with stern eyes.

"Bailuza, that's enough."

Out of respect for his uncle, the young man immediately shut up, but the veins on his forehead were still pulsating slightly, obviously a little excited.

King Tiha looked at Chen Lun and asked calmly:

"Are you an extraordinary person from the imperial military? Or are you serving other forces?"

Chen Lun pinched the brim of his hat and smiled slightly.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself... I am the Consul of the Generous Council, Jack Speight, please come with me, as long as you are obedient, I will not touch you."

Tihamoyel fell silent for a moment.

He knew that the church the other party was talking about belonged to one of the Church of the Seven Gods of the Empire, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was actually a high-ranking member... and the other party dared to come to intercept their convoy alone, so he must have nothing to fear.

Tiha was a little lost.

There was gloom and confusion in his eyes.

He didn't want to be threatened like this, let himself and his family become captives, and entrust the freedom of life and death in the hands of others... At the same time, he didn't know the details of the other party, and worried that rash conflicts would lead to death .

Having been on the throne for many years, he remained calm on the surface, and his inner thoughts soon ended... He already had a choice, and planned to test the other party first. If this person was really difficult, it would not be too late to bear it.

But if the other party is just bluffing, then he must pay a heavy price!

"It turns out that your Excellency is here to kill the grass... After this battle, the Yake Kingdom will cease to exist from now on. Why don't you let our Moir family live?"

Tehamoir said in a deep voice.

At the same time, he lightly stroked the sky blue gemstone ring with his fingers carried behind his back.

"Whatever you want, as long as I can get it, I can give you...gold? Treasure? Or extraordinary things? Mysterious knowledge?"

"uncle!"

The royal youth Bai Luza spoke again.

He pointed at Chen Lun and glared.

"We have an army of 300 people, as well as the chief guard of Dro, but this guy is alone, why should we be afraid of him?"

Next to the young man, an old man from the royal family also chimed in:

"Tiha, when we left Netmoni, we left in a hurry and didn't bring much belongings... It's almost impossible to go back now. The money will be the foundation of our survival and development in the future. We can't just leave like this Hand it over."

His words did not directly target the stranger blocking the way, but the subtext was to persuade the king not to compromise, and it was better to kill him here.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard the young man in black hat snap his fingers.

Snapped!

For some reason, they unconsciously stopped arguing and turned their heads to look.

"You don't seem to understand the situation..."

Chen Lun said indifferently, holding a silver cane.

"I'm not discussing with you, but a notice and admonition. One last time, put down your weapons now and go with me obediently, or you all don't leave."

"Damn guy..."

The young man of the royal family, Bai Luza, cursed through gritted teeth. He had never been so humiliated since he was a child. He raised his flintlock gun and pulled the trigger towards Chen Lun.

Boom!

Gunfire and gunpowder smoke, and projectiles fly out of the barrel.

next second.

laugh--

The round projectile was held by a hand wearing a brown leather glove, and it was still emitting hot green smoke.

This hand belonged to the black hat youth.

Everyone didn't see the specific process at all, the other party just raised his hand lightly and caught the bullet!

King Tiha's pupils narrowed slightly, and he lowered his gaze immediately.

He had just influenced his nephew through the strange thing ring he was wearing, and deliberately let his nephew attack the man in the black hat in front of him as a test. Now he knows that ordinary firearms may not be able to hurt the opponent, which means that his army is likely to It's just a display in front of the other party.

"Bai Luza! Who told you to shoot!"

Tehamoir suddenly showed anger, and slapped his nephew on the face with a backhand.

"Damn idiot! Are you trying to kill us?!"

Snapped!

The young man of the royal family was slapped hard, and Tiha didn't keep his hand. The slap knocked him to the ground, spitting blood, and the flintlock gun in his hand fell to the ground.

"Uncle...I..."

Bai Luza sat on the ground, speaking in horror and nervousness, he looked a little at a loss, and at the same time regretted that he was too impulsive.

King Tiha turned around and hurriedly stroked his chest and bowed.

"Your Excellency, I'm very sorry, we didn't intend to conflict with you... Bai Luza offended you, it's up to you to decide whether to live or die, even if you want to kill him, it's his fault!"

"No...don't, uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

Bai Luza suddenly yelled in horror.

Among the members of the royal family next to them, many of them showed their faces unbearable, but they dared not open their mouths to intercede. King Tiha stood by indifferently, turning a deaf ear to his nephew's begging for mercy and apology.

At this moment, he noticed that the young man in the black hat cast a kind of half-smile look, and swept his gaze over his fingers.

Tiha suddenly raised his heart to his throat.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice the clue, and immediately just lowered his head and played with the projectile in his hand.

"interesting……"

Chen Lun said.

"In that case, let him die."

As he spoke, he calmly raised his hand and flicked the bullet between his fingers.

Boom!

With just the strength of his fingers, there was a loud sound of air bursting, a ring of air flow spread from his hand, and the bullet screamed, flying straight to Bai Luza's head.

This blow is enough to blow it up!

But when everyone was terrified, a cold female voice came:

"confused."

The bullet then stopped in front of Bai Luza's forehead and froze, the royal youth escaped the fate of being headshot. As if his reaction was delayed, he screamed and backed away again and again, his crotch was wet.

Everyone suddenly found that a short-haired woman in a silver-white robe stood in front of King Tehamoir and protected them behind her.

"We meet again, Your Majesty Ibraim."

Chen Lun didn't seem surprised by his appearance, raised his eyebrows, and said.

Ibrain looked at the black hat youth in front of him and was silent for a few seconds.

"I promised to save their lives before the war is completely over... You go, Jack, I don't want to kill you."

Chen Lun shook his head.

He knew that the reason why the other party said this was because of his special status, and he didn't want to easily offend the generous parliament behind him and cause trouble.

"Sorry, I don't want to leave empty-handed."

"You really want to die?"

Ibrain narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.

"Don't push yourself too hard, young man...Although I don't want to offend the Church of the Seven Gods, it doesn't mean I'm afraid."

"Don't get me wrong, Your Majesty..."

Chen Lun raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

He chuckled softly:

"I just want to tell you that although I can't beat you, it may be difficult for you to kill me... And like I said, you can't just send me away with a few words, right? Speaking of which, I He is also a person with a head and a face, so wouldn't it be too embarrassing."

"It seems that you are very confident."

Ibrain said lightly.

His tone became more and more indifferent, even overflowing with killing intent.

"Do you really think that if you have defeated the incarnation of the saint, you will have the strength to compete with the high-ranking one?"

"Your Majesty..."

Chen Lun took off his hat slowly, and the expression on his face gradually became indifferent.

He began to exude a strong murderous aura all over his body, and even showed a fluctuating air current that distorted the air, rising continuously.

Circles of tree ring-like marks spread from his bare neck, and gradually climbed up half of his face, one eye showing a vertical emerald green pupil.

The simple and antiquated breath of time suddenly made Ibrain's pupils shrink, and he actually felt the slightest threat from it... This is a mythical power enough to hurt him!

"Do you want to try?"

Chen Lun grinned, and a low, hoarse voice came out of his throat.

"It just so happens that the incarnation of the crown has not given me the most pleasure... It's just that the aftermath of our fight may easily kill everyone here."

When everyone present heard the conversation between the two, their hairs stood on end.

A strong sense of suffocation enveloped everyone.