I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

The screen shifted again, arriving at a bakery.

A young girl with orange braided hair, wearing a white apron, was kneading dough, with a pile of scrolls and a stack of books beside her.

At the other end of the counter sat a sloppy middle-aged man, puffing on a pipe, squinting at the girl and mumbling something.

A delighted expression appeared on the girl's face.

The barrage of comments erupted once more—

"I'll take a guess! This is Honey Fool!" "I love you, Honey Fool!" "So, did she find her adventure in the bakery?" "What kind of luck is this?" "Lost Names and Chuxi, two big names in the game!"

Polaris took a deep breath as he watched this scene.

He silently told himself that he too would quickly become a Transcendent and climb to the forefront of the player ranks like them.

Because Polaris believed in his own gamble, the adventure during the beta test with that mysterious and powerful NPC, Mr. Jack.

He firmly believed that his final gains would definitely be greater than those of other beta testers...

As for Su Keying's decision to release Jack's video, he didn't say much; it was her choice... Was it for fame and money, perhaps with a small part for showing off, and a tiny bit of desire to share?

Polaris didn't blame her.

Because Su Keying had sent him money.

Dong!

A dull bell sound began to echo.

"In an era of secrets, a world of transcendence... where sins never cease, and strife never ends..."

In the poignant yet sorrowful rhythm of the violin, that sacred female voice continued to narrate.

The scene transitioned to battles and bloodshed, gruesomely gory.

There were ordinary murder scenes, fights between people and ferocious beasts, and clashes between Transcendents...

Bloody yet splendid.

The next second, Polaris's eyes widened.

Because he saw himself.

To be precise, the scene of himself, Su Keying, Horseman and others, watching Jack fight Bishop Newman during the beta test.

In the church courtyard, a young man with black wings on his back, wielding the Silver Sword, was fighting fiercely against the Bishop who had turned into a gigantic beast.

The clashing of swords and claws, sparks flying everywhere, was intense.

This was exactly as he expected, the battle scene had indeed become part of the trailer!

"So cool!" "Mr. Jack is a big name! Even featured in the CG!" "Who is this Jack you're talking about?" "Can you stop with the riddles?" "All kinds of beasts showing up in the trailer!" "As we all know, the BOSS doesn't show up easily!" "At a glance, confirmed as a Novice Village weakling!"

Polaris silently watched these comments.

For some reason, he suddenly felt annoyed.

Summoning the operation panel, he expressionlessly typed a line of text and joined the barrage of comments:

"The howls of ignorant losers!"

He exhaled and shook his head.

By nature, this wasn't like him. Usually, he just laughed off such comments, but this time he couldn't hold back.

One could only say that the man did possess a certain Charm...

It made him unable to resist defending him.
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"After all, I'm also part of 'Jack's Estate'!"

Polaris told himself this.

He recalled the task completion prompt he received before the beta ended and couldn't help but feel anticipation rise within... That Token of formal membership should be temporarily stored in the panel mailbox, right? He would claim it after entering the game.

At that moment, the female voice recited again:

"As the Spirit World trembles, the mortal realm is on the verge of destruction."

The hazy and indistinct view of the scene, as if all things were veiled by a transparent fabric, twisted and swayed... In the distance, darkness loomed and slowly crept towards the camera.

A towering figure stood at the edge of the sky, alone blocking the advance of the darkness.

Countless blades and swords emerged behind Him, overlapping layer upon layer to form a pair of steel wings, wielding a red-glowing greatsword in both hands, He didn't look back as He marched towards the encroaching darkness.

With a thunderous boom, blinding light covered everything.

"The Crimson Fruit revives, the shadow of doomsday descends."

In a grand palace engraved with a golden Sun emblem, an indistinct figure presided over the high throne, while a multitude of people from various forces gathered below.

A handsome red-haired man stood amidst the crowd, wearing a deep red robe, smiling.

"The age has ordained the birth of heroes, and it also hints at the appearance of sinners... What direction will history ultimately take, and how will the world's Destiny unfold... No one knows, nor can anyone predict."

That sacred female voice now trembled with emotion as she said:

"Be it a great person of the world, or a Saint, or an Angel, or one with endless potential... Following their path of Destiny may bring boundless Luck and powerful Strength, preventing the end of the mortal realm."

At the highest seat of the golden palace, the man whose face was not clear, was looking down below.

"The Sun King, Andre Tresor."

In a hall filled with rose petals, a dimly lit dining table seated a solitary man dressed in black.

"Rose King, Mansfield."

In the midst of swirling snow, on the highest wall of the icy city, a lady wearing a silver-white robe and a thin veil sat upon a throne carved from ice crystals, gazing into the distance.

"Shuoli Queen, Priscilla."

In the deepest part of the grasslands, at the top of a soaring tower, placed was an ordinary chair, where an old man wearing a crown was slouching.

"Byron King, William Lev."

In the deep and desolate underwater lost palace, a desolate throne sat empty. Only a figure prostrated in front of the throne, motionless.