I Became the King of Villains In the Game

Shortly after Byron and Trisul formally signed the truce.

The Natural Sect, the Generous Council, and the Madman School successively dispatched their respective teams of elite transcendentals to help Trisur attack and kill Beelzebub's high-ranking military officers, department heads, and even the nobles of the Rose Royal Family.

Even with the help of the Hailing Regiment and the History and Ceremony Association, the Kingdom of Beelzebub still suffered a heavy blow and retreated steadily.

At the beginning, the Church of the Seven Gods encircled King Cang under the order of Emperor Andre, but was counter-killed and suffered heavy losses. Neither the Generous Council nor the School of Madmen participated, and their strength was well preserved.

Although among the two churches that most supported Trisur, the Church of the Sun was weak, and all the senior members of the Church of the Moon were forced to turn into containers of martyr father pollution, out of control and turned into monsters, and were hunted down by Ms. Silence one by one.

But now coupled with the flourishing Natural Sect and the Aurora Church, Trisur has once again become the most powerful force on the mainland in this era.

The morale of the imperial army was high, and Trisur's counterattack was quite fierce, pressing the front line all the way across the war zone and reaching the border of the Kingdom of Beelzebub.

Anna and her elder brother Arnold each rode a tall horse, standing side by side on a small hill, looking into the distance.

At the end of the field of vision, a continuous high wall was built on the back of the mountain range, like a natural barrier, blocking the attack of the imperial army.

"Brother, we will win this battle of the century, right?"

Anna turned her head and asked.

Arnold faced the sun with a bright smile.

"certainly."

"I wish I could see the day..."

Anna's eyes showed longing, and the corners of her mouth also raised.

Suddenly, at this moment.

Six figures suddenly emerged from the air, each wearing fully enclosed knight plate armor carved with roses, slashing at Anna and Anuo with long swords in unison.

However, the Arnold brothers and sisters did not change their expressions, they were extremely calm.

hum!

Five golden beams of light instantly blocked the two of them, and the Yuguang Shengwei stepped forward, holding a cross sword made of light, and blocked the attack.

"Wandering Knights, six petal knights... Unfortunately, His Royal Highness Arnold has already guessed your plan!"

An old voice came.

Saint Asolon of the Church of the Sun came in the form of light, and beside him, there were two other Saints of the Sun.

The three of them spread out their arms together, and instantly dragged the battlefield into the spirit world.

The Wandering Knights, the Light-Bathing Saints, and the Saints of the Church of the Sun all disappeared.

On the hill, only the Arnold brothers and sisters were left.

"It seems that Beelzebub has indeed been pushed into a hurry. He even dispatched all the remaining high-ranking combat forces under his command just to assassinate us."

Anna sneered.

Arnold shook his head.

"It's all a desperate attempt... Rather than being swallowed slowly, it's better to give it a go. As long as we can kill us, then Trisur's offensive will collapse."

"As expected of the 'scorching sun' of the past, you risked your life just to draw out Beelzebub's remaining high-ranking combat power and wipe them all out... It's a pity that you have lost your personality and strength, and you are now just an ordinary person."

At this time, a voice suddenly appeared.

McNeil, the president of the History and Ceremony Association, was wearing a light brown suit, standing in front of two tall horses with an indifferent face, and raised his hand to grab them.

"Dare to go to the front to supervise the battle, you are too confident..."

But the next moment.

A boxy stone platform "grows" out of the hill, lifting the Arno brothers and sisters to a high place, and a beam of light shines straight on McNeil's body.

The latter couldn't help but stop, with a look of astonishment.

"If you don't do this, how can you be drawn out too, Mr. McNeil?"

Arnold was riding on the horse, looking down with a smile.

McNeil narrowed his eyes.

He soon saw three figures slowly appearing outside the beam of light, a white-haired old man, a bald man and a familiar lady.

It is the two archbishops, Pope Floyd and Carmen Martin.

"Dawn Church, three demigods..."

Although McNeill was calculated, he also looked indifferent.

This is just an incarnation of Him.

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."

Floy said in an ethereal voice.

"Hundreds of thousands of extraordinary undead legions have already entered the territory of Beelzebub from the spiritual world under the leadership of the Aurora Church... At that time, the History and Ceremony Association, as well as the members of the Hailing Regiment, will kill each one they see. Anything that exists is necessary."

McNeil's eyes twitched.

I heard Floy continue to say:

"You ran away before the winner was decided in the last fight... It doesn't matter, this time, with the gift from King Cang, Archbishop Carmen's 'Divination Scroll' will definitely find your right position... I hope you can still run like that. "

"Damn..."

The more McNeill heard it, the more frightened he became.

However, before it was his turn to speak harshly, the golden beam of light that imprisoned him suddenly closed, and the incomparable mythical fire instantly annihilated his incarnation.

In the territory of Beelzebub, the royal city of Soledet.

In the main hall of the Obsidian Palace, Rose King Mansfield convened high-level officials from various forces to start a meeting.

"Your Majesty, the 'Hand of Bailey' joined the Hailing Regiment some time ago. This will be our secret weapon. If we can use it properly, it will play an unexpected role..."

McNeil was listening to the new chief of the Hailing Regiment, a male demigod of the deep sea, suddenly frowned.

A trace of pain and madness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly returned to his original state.

"My avatar was destroyed..."

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boom--

The eastern city of Beelzebub, Strauss.

Violent explosions are happening everywhere.

The crowd fled in terror, screaming and screaming.

Some Transcendents in blue robes and dark green vests seemed to have encountered something terrifying and ran wildly.

However, slender shadows followed closely behind, extending like tentacles on the ground, walls, and even in mid-air, quickly engulfing them.

"The members of Bai Liye's Hand, all of them will be killed, leaving no one behind."

Wearing a gray robe, Speaker Azgirlo walked slowly on the street and spoke calmly.

"Yes, Speaker."

Members of the generous parliament responded repeatedly.

A few blocks away, under a dilapidated building in a slum.

A woman with flaxen hair and ponytails was sitting against the wall, staring at something, as if waiting for something.

"Irina, calm down, you need a chance... As long as you kill one more contestant, you will be able to get a gift from Dagon, so as to complete the accumulation and start to be promoted to a higher position... At that time, the chances of winning the 'Honor Carnival' will be even higher." Great, you are the final winner! Get the supreme gift of the Sea God!"

The woman encouraged herself silently.

Soon, there was a sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps.

Irina looked up and saw a bloody, seriously injured woman stumbled into this slum.

The other party was also wearing the unique costume of "Berry's Hand".

Irina couldn't help but her eyes lit up, and she immediately restrained herself.

Bloodthirsty excitement flashed across her face. After taking a few deep breaths, she quietly stood up and walked towards the seriously injured woman.

As if the other party had sensed something, he stopped abruptly and turned around, with a shocked expression on his blood-stained face.

"Contestants..."

As she spoke, her complexion suddenly changed.

"Hey! Listen! The Council of Generosity is sweeping this city, and all the Transcendents standing on this land are their targets... You can't escape even if you kill me, let alone win the so-called 'carnival' 'victory?"

"ignorance."

Irina said coldly.

She dodged forward suddenly, her palms covered with fish scales closed together, and her sharp nails were like a sharp blade, instantly piercing through the opponent's left chest, cutting open the heart.

pooh-

The woman was indeed seriously injured, and she didn't even have the strength to avoid it. After being hit by Irina, she collapsed in her arms.

"You...you damn framed paper, I curse you to die."

The woman's eyes were rounded, blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, her expression was twisted in pain, and she said ferociously.

With a cold face, Irina pushed back.

Immediately, with a swipe of the palm, he directly decapitated the opponent.

With a plop, the corpse fell into a pool of blood.

Irina glanced down, picked up the mysterious substance precipitated by the other party, suppressed the joy and excitement in her heart, turned around, and fled at an extremely fast speed.

She found an uninhabited dilapidated house, jumped up to the third floor, entered one of the rooms, leaned against the corner and closed her eyes.

"The great king of the deep divers, the bottom of the sea deeper than the abyss, the seeker of Bai Liye, under the crown of Dagon... Irina, the contestant, I beg your audience."

Irina prayed silently.

Soon, a burst of drowsiness hit.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was on the dilapidated and dark bay beach again, and the tide was still roaring.

In the distance, the sea was rough, the sky was dark, and thunder and lightning flashed.

On the square stone pillar standing in the sea, the fish-headed giant clings to it.

"Irina, well done..."

Dagon's voice was still like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the bay.

"There are nine contestants in the 'Honor Carnival', and now only you, Lucy, and Boone are left...Go, kill them, and you will be the final winner."

Saying that, the giant murloc raised a big hand.

The invisible mighty power of myth descended, and the salty sea breeze blew.

Irina suddenly discovered that her mysterious accumulation increased rapidly, and in just a few breaths, it reached an extremely deep level.

The distance from the high-ranking saint is only a promotion ceremony.

"Thank you Dagon for bestowing upon you!"

Irina prostrated herself on the ground, her head pressed against the sand, and thanked respectfully.

Dagon's indifferent voice continued:

"Irina, what you need to pay attention to is that the other two contestants are in a very special state, and their positions are also very dangerous. You must—"

suddenly.

A terrifying roar rang in Irina's ears.

"Damn it!"

It is the roar of Dagon's crown.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Irina even heard a trace of fear from the roar.

When she looked up, she saw the most unforgettable scene in her life.

On the distant sea, on the ancient square stone pillar, His Majesty Dagon leaned back in shock and anger. Above his head, there was a figure in a gray and ragged robe, tearing apart the border of this dream. Leaning in--

It was a man with a rusty iron crown and long, straggly pale hair!

His expression was neither happy nor sad, and his eyes were half closed.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Dagon's crown!

Irina only felt that her eyes were stinging, and blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"King Cang!!!"

Dagon's roar was like thunder.

Meanwhile, Irina's consciousness became blurred, and she suddenly woke up from the dream.

"Ho—"

She stood up abruptly, panting heavily, her face full of horror.

In the quiet and dilapidated room, the only sound was his own heavy and rapid breathing.

Your Majesty the Great Dagon...

Was attacked by another angel!

King Cang...

It's the King of Pale Clothes, Jack Speight!

The terrifying existence that killed Emperor Andre back then!

It took Irina a long while to calm down from her undecided panic, and at this moment, she became anxious.

His Majesty Dagon's final admonition has not yet been finished.

What the hell does that mean...

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The Sun Continent, the Far Eastern Misty Sea.

Tens of thousands of meters of seabed, no light, deep, silent...

rumble--

There was a muffled explosion of air.

A giant black shadow dived at an extremely fast speed, swimming towards the deeper seabed, and sprinkled thick blue-black mythical blood along the way.

The blood beads do not spread when they meet water, but instead sink slowly like round and plump pearls...Many giant monsters wandering in the deep sea, after touching these blood beads, either fester and rot within a few breaths, turning into Make a pool of pus, or undergo severe distortion.

In this abyss-like seabed, the sea pressure can crush steel in an instant. With the level of technology on the Sun Continent, there is no conventional means that can reach such a deep underwater... But none of these can hinder the swiftness of that huge black shadow action.

"Garcia, where do you want to go?"

An indifferent voice suddenly rang in Dagon's mind.

A hundred meters behind him, a ragged figure in a green robe was chasing after him at a high speed.

Dagon didn't turn his head back, but desperately went downstream.

Whoosh!

The tattered robes twisted and condensed into one point.

In the next second, it bloomed from the side of the giant murloc.

Under the rusty iron crown, the pale hair stretched its teeth and claws in the water, and on a man's face that was as perfect as a work of art, his eyes were half-opened.

"The isolated island has sunk, as the king of deep divers, don't you want to accompany him?"

The ivory-white carved cross sword in his hand cut through the sea water, stabbed straight at the body of the fish-headed giant, cut through the hard and incomparable fish scales, and pierced through the abdomen!

Dagon let out a howl.

He waved his webbed claws, condensed the lightning strike, and slapped his backhand.

Boom! !

The sea of ​​no light is suddenly bright.

Twisted electric pythons bloom in solidified amber.

However, King Cang had already flickered away.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dagon writhed his body, his whole body was like a streamlined lightning, swaying and diving, and swam thousands of meters in the blink of an eye.

Beads of blood splashed like streamers along the way...

Dagon was extremely terrified.

He is a majestic God of the Deep Sea, a Sequence One [Dream Octopus], but was hunted down to this point by a Sequence Two angel... What is even more incomprehensible is that even if he fights head-on, it is difficult for him to compete.

Not only is the opponent's physical fitness almost the same as his own, but with his authority and sequence ability, he is able to arbitrarily erase the traces of his own existence.

In the competition for power and position, Dagon was completely at a disadvantage.

Both eyes are black, how to fight?

It was only a short fight before, and he judged that his chances of winning were not high, so he fled in a hurry.

After the last battle of Tianyuan, Dagon did not dare to underestimate King Cang.

This time, he was even more afraid of him.

Avoid its edge!

Never entangle!

When the final winner is determined in the "Carnival of Honor" crowned by Sebastian Pardo, then it will be the death of King Cang...

Dagon Garcia kept admonishing himself in his heart, not to turn back, not to be entangled by King Cang, otherwise he must be the one who died!

However, Destiny Path is a master of the space stage. With teleportation, Dagon can't keep the distance...

All the way down to the seabed of 100,000 meters, he suffered seven or eight swords from King Cang.

If it weren't for Dagon's rough skin and thick flesh, he would have become a dead fish long ago.

In the end, almost madly, he took his last breath, dragged his seriously injured body, and got into an ancient ruin entrenched on the bottom of the sea.

What a majestic complex of buildings...

Chen Lun stared at the ruins.

It should be said that it is not a spectacle that humans can build at all.

The urban agglomeration is quite old and huge, but right now, there are only broken walls standing on the rock formations on the seabed. On every wall or building wreckage, ancient characters are engraved, which is a language that is even older than the Bianita script. .

At least, Chen Lun failed to recognize it.

He stayed above this "lost city" and didn't continue to pursue it, because his spiritual intuition warned him that it would be dangerous to continue approaching.

Chen Lun looked at the figure of Dagon expressionlessly, and finally disappeared behind the buildings of the Lost City.

He really did not expect that Dagon's vitality was so tenacious.

It is even thicker than Mr. Gudao's "blood bar".

'Forget it, the crystal has been planted, Garcia has been hit by me seven or eight times, even if he doesn't die, he will be disabled, and he will never be able to show up for activities in the next tens or hundreds of years...'

Chen Lun regained his original human form and couldn't help thinking.

I can't help but feel sorry.

At this time, a square door suddenly appeared beside him. The bronze door panel was engraved with a relief of ouroboros.

The door slowly opened from the inside to the outside, and Oscar, who was wearing a black retro robe, a top hat, and a mustache, stepped out of it.

"Jack."

The other party smiled, and the voice rang in Chen Lun's mind.

This is the "mind transmission" of the destiny path.

"Mr. Oscar, is this your real body?"

Chen Lun seemed to have noticed something, and also used "mind transmission" to communicate with it.

Oscar nodded with a slightly serious expression.

"My body has always been here, guarding the seal left by Mr. Clough... It is a wise choice for you not to pursue it rashly, because Sebastian Pardo, the eternal sleeper, sleeps in this lost city' Abba Sye' among."

"It turns out that this is 'Abbasye'..."

Chen Lun frowned slightly.

He often heard this word during his exploration of the Outer Continent.

Among the nine empires, the "state religion" of the Lianyi Empire is called the "Abbasye Order", which believes in the "Lord of Abbasye", which is actually the eternal sleeper.

"Even I have been guarding outside the Lost City all these years and have never entered Abbasye... because once I get close, I may be forcibly dragged into the deepest part of the dream world by the power of the Eternal Sleeper."

Oscar sent a message.

"There is not only the body of the mud man there, but also the remnants of the old 'eternal nightmare' parasitic in the body of the eternal sleeper, which is quite dangerous."

"No wonder Dagon escaped here..."

Chen Lun sneered.

"He predicted that I would not dare to chase in."

Oscar nodded and said in relief:

"Let him live on for a while. When you become a god, there are many ways to kill him."

Chen Lun thought for a while, then asked Oscar:

"Dagon has been severely injured by me, will he also enter the dream world if he wants to sleep?"

Oscar frowned, as if he had guessed something.

He nodded again.

"It's likely to happen, because the dream world is ultimately a dream of the eternal sleeper. There, Dagon will be in a very safe situation, and at the same time, he can absorb the power of the sea god, so that he can recover from injuries and strength faster."

After hearing this, Chen Lun couldn't help grinning.

Oscar glanced at him, and seemed to read some malicious intentions from that smile.

"what are you planning to do?"

"Add something to the dream of the eternal sleeper."

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Go through the unattended "Sleeping Door" again.

Chen Lun walked down the 699 steps and stood on the last step without stepping into the dream world.

He stood there, looking at the scene in front of him that was almost the same as the fairyland, and slowly raised his hand.

In the palm of his hand, a crystal cube was spinning non-stop.

‘Want to sleep well? '

Chen Lun smiled lightly, and casually tossed the [Wuyuanfujie] in the palm of his hand, and the bright crystal cube sank into the dream world, and fell in the dark forest not far away.

With a bang, it shattered on a towering tree and turned into dust... Almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, the whole tree was covered with crystals, turning into a pale tree-like sculpture.

The Cang Yi continued to spread around, wantonly eroding the land and vegetation.

Everything in sight is rapidly fading away from its original color.

It's like the paint on the picture is washed away, leaving only pale lines.

‘Even if it’s a dream, it’s still a nightmare about King Cang. '

Chen Lun seemed to be still angry.

He raised his hands this time, and two crystal cubes reappeared in the left and right palms.

"go."

Chen Lun waved his hand.

These two crystallized cubes flew further away.

"not enough!"

Chen Lun consumed the huge amount of physical strength accumulated by "Nian Jing", drove his own mythical power, and once again condensed five or six crystal cubes, and delivered his "gift" to the dream world without any money.

Boom! Boom!

Bang bang bang bang!

Only the crisp sound was heard, and the bright pale dust bloomed like fireworks.

The entire colorful dream world seemed to be infected by a virus. The living things were stiff and withered in the pale color, and everything was developing towards death...

Suddenly, Chen Lun felt a strong warning from his spiritual intuition.

He sneered.

Clap your hands, turn around and disappear in place.

next second.

An old man covered in a ragged cloak, with a crutch tied with a worn-out wrapping, appeared at the entrance of the dream world.

He was shrouded in a dim yellow light, looking around.

Finally, a hoarse moan came from within the cloak.

half an hour.

His figure disappeared again.

It seems that they don't intend to care about this matter...

Deep in the dream world.

The vast starry sky of nothingness.

Under the high wall that couldn't see the top, a man with a naked upper body and disheveled hair was sitting against the wall.

His body was covered with sword wounds, and the wounds were covered with crystals.

With messy hair, the man was expressionless.

He raised his hand, scratched the wound roughly, pulled out the flesh and blood infected by the crystals, and threw it away at will.

But in the next second, more crystals grew at a faster rate in the bloody wound.

"King Cang..."

Feeling his own strength being swallowed and eroded by this crystal bit by bit, Dagon's eyes flashed with deep fear, and he growled with gritted teeth.

After an unknown amount of time, the man frowned.

He seemed to have noticed something, and slowly stood up.

Looking at the end of the starry sky, the floating continent is turning pale at an increasing speed.

Dagon was taken aback.

He lowered his head again, looking at the wound on his body.

That fear gradually turned into fear...

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