I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

"Your Majesty, Jack Spett!"

Caplan and the other four queens of the Matthaios Clan saw a black-hatted gentleman suddenly appear in front of them, and they hurriedly paid their respects.

"No need for formalities."

Chen Lun raised his hand to indicate.

"Your Majesty, there has been a sudden upheaval in the Land of Matthaios. Do you know anything about it?"

Queen Caplan lowered her head slightly, her face showing a hint of weariness.

"A divine battle occurred between the Proud Sun and the Father of Darkness. The darkness fell, and thus its incarnations 'Red Mother' and 'Dark River' perished..."

Chen Lun said calmly as he looked at the scene of cataclysm in the distance.

The four queens of Matthaios suddenly showed shock on their faces.

They exchanged glances, and Caplan asked again:

"Your Majesty Jack, which deity is the 'Father of Darkness'?"

Chen Lun glanced at them.

"It is the incarnation of the Fierce Father, used as a medium for discharging pollution, and a source of calamity for the surface world."

"?!"

The queens' mouths opened slightly, unable to speak for a long while.

Chen Lun sighed and revealed the truth:

"You, the remnants of the Matthaios, have actually been used as anchor points by the Fierce Father to stabilize himself... and your mission is to live in the sunless underground for generations, praying for forgiveness that will never come, until you can no longer endure the pollution and die."

"So, that's why the 'Descendants of Darkness' have such short lifespans... the so-called divine punishment is nothing but a fabricated lie to deceive our faith."

Queen Morin murmured to herself.

The other queens also believed Chen Lun's words, as he had no reason to deceive them.

A bleak atmosphere quietly arose.

The four queens, bearing the mission of continuation, felt despair and a faint resentment.

Boom!!

In the distance, the "corpse" of the Red Mother shattered, countless searing magma masses fell like rain, the crimson liquid on the ground surged forward, engulfing many Matthaios remnants who couldn't escape in time, leaving nothing behind.

Screams and wails were unceasing as chaos erupted throughout the underground.

"Your Majesty Jack, I beg you to save the Land of Matthaios."

Queen Caplan immediately knelt down.

She suppressed her pain, her body trembling slightly.

The last remnants of the Matthaios Clan lived here; they had endured suffering for over a millennium, now facing an existential crisis.

Without external intervention, everyone, including the queen, would perish here.

Plop!

The other three queens of Matthaios also knelt down in unison.

"We have tried praying to the Proud Sun, but received no response... now, the Land of Matthaios is at a dead end. If you have no means, tens of millions of remnants here will silently perish, buried by history... and in the future, no one will remember us."

Queen Caplan choked with emotion.

Morin and the other two queens followed:

"We implore you to save the Land of Matthaios..."

"Even if only a small portion is saved, we shall serve you for generations to come!"

"We will become your most devout followers!"

Chen Lun saw tens of thousands of Descendants of Darkness gathered behind the Matthaios queens, all prostrating themselves in worship, calling his sacred name, and praying for salvation...

At this moment, he inexplicably sensed his existence being imprinted on this group of Descendants of Darkness, drawing thousands of points of Sanity retained within the "Wake of Insects" bookmark.

Chen Lun remained silent for a while before speaking:

"Your bloodline hides the backhand of the Fierce Father. Once the Matthaians are exposed to the surface sunlight, a backlash will occur, leading to instant death... even for you four queens, there is no escape."

"How... how could this be?!"

Caplan and the four queens, along with numerous Descendants of Darkness, showed expressions of horror and despair. Low sobs rose one after another.

It was as if everyone foresaw their tragic end.

"Perhaps destiny has ordained that Matthaios shall perish here."

Queen Caplan despondently looked up, tears streaming down her face.

Chen Lun, sensing the moment ripe and the atmosphere at its peak, placed one hand on his white cane and slowly removed his hat with the other.

He raised his voice and declared:

"No, destiny has decreed that Matthaios will not perish. On the contrary, you will see the light again, living in a peaceful and quiet new homeland, gradually prospering and thriving!"

The queens and even the Descendants of Darkness turned their eyes to him in astonishment.

Chen Lun then raised his Staff of Power, during which the cane subtly shed its disguise, transforming into an ivory-like staff.

An Iron Crown appeared above his head, and a gray-white cloak danced on his shoulders.

"I am the Person of Destiny! The Guide of Fate! Jack Spett hereby declares that the remnants of Matthaios will no longer serve the Fierce Father. Instead, you will live in my Divine Kingdom as residents of the Immortal Realm!"

Divine Kingdom?!

The four queens of Matthaios had a change in expression.

They abruptly stood up, the hopelessness that had once filled their hearts found a glimmer of hope at this moment.

The Descendants of Darkness also gradually stood up, feeling both curious and eagerly anticipatory about their new identity as 'residents of the Immortal Realm.'

Buzz—

A halo appeared behind Chen Lun's head.

Through the ring, everyone looked down upon a lush green forest, the Black Plains, mountains, and deserts. In the depths, an ancient Nameless City silently stood.

"Is that?!"

The queens and countless Descendants of Darkness displayed hopeful expressions.

"Bring all the Matthaios remnants here, and I will guide you to the new homeland—my Divine Kingdom, the 'Immortal Realm'."

Chen Lun calmly stated.

"New homeland..."

Caplan whispered, her heartbeat quickening.

She immediately engaged in low-voiced discussions with the other three queens.

Before long, groups of Mid Sequence Descendants of Darkness Guardians, led by the queens' trusted aides, headed in different directions.

They were tasked with an escort mission.

At the same time, each of the four queens utilized their high-ranking powers to relay the good news of "going to a new homeland" into the mind of every Descendant of Darkness through their bloodline communication.

Chen Lun looked at their hopeful faces and efficient actions, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

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In less than two days.

Under the wise decisions of the Matthaios queens, the united willpower and decisive determination of the Underworld's Descendants of Darkness ultimately culminated in a miraculous efficiency.

Batch after batch of Matthaios survivors were sent to the Immortal Realm by Chen Lun.

Apart from those unfortunate enough to die amidst the collapse of the "Red Mother" remains, the vast majority managed to survive.

Totaling over twenty million Descendants of Darkness, they finally saw the Sun again after thousands of years...

Immortal Realm.

Land of Yellow Sand, Nameless City.

The Matthaios queen stood on the ancient high platform, gazing up at the Proud Sun in the sky with an expression both excited and devout.

"Praise the Lord of the Immortal Realm, praise the Proud Sun!"

The once deathly still ancient city was now brimming with vitality.

Countless Matthaios survivors were settled here and would become residents of the Immortal Realm, the new inhabitants of the Nameless City.

At this time, the streets, rooftops, and squares were crowded with people kneeling under the warm and brilliant sunlight, their faces streaked with tears.

"Praise the Lord of the Immortal Realm, praise the Proud Sun!"

The sincere praises and prayers echoed throughout the Nameless City.

Standing in front of the queens, Chen Lun suddenly felt a profound sense of existence, and an overwhelming Sanity surged from his heart, flowing into the "Wake of Insects" bookmark.

Two million...

Chen Lun suppressed the surprise and joy in his heart.

The Sanity Value reserve had reached an unprecedented new height.

Surveying the countless residents of the Immortal Realm, Chen Lun soon pondered another question... ninety-nine percent of them were female; without the "Dark River," how would they continue to reproduce?

'Hmm... For now, there's no solution; we'll have to wait for an opportunity to introduce new Immortal Realm residents in the future.'

Chen Lun thought.

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Back in the real world, he felt somewhat weary.

The warning from his Spiritual Intuition grew stronger.

Chen Lun walked to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Floey warmed a cup of milk and brought it to him personally.

"Thank you."

Chen Lun took it and returned a smile.

He lightly sipped, opened his arms, and the nun nestled against him instinctively.

"I sense unease in you."

Floey spoke softly.

Chen Lun put down the cup, remained silent for a moment, then said:

"I have a premonition that a crisis is coming."

He held Floey, gently kissed her light golden hair, and added:

"It's an unprecedented major crisis..."

Floey slowly raised her head, her light purple eyes fearless; she showed a serene smile and said softly:

"I will face it with you, and so will the other leaders."

Chen Lun responded with a smile.

Taking a deep breath, he then instructed:

"Let everyone be prepared; our next enemy is very likely the Empire..."

"Yes."

Floey asked no further, simply agreeing solemnly.

Once the nun got up and left, Chen Lun reclined on the sofa to rest for a while.

'Panel.'

He silently uttered.

His gaze scanned over his various data, finally resting on the skill [Animal Mimicry], where the five Mythical Creature Form trait entries mimicked from the Dragon of Light were listed prominently—

The original "Ultimate Beauty" was replaced with "Primal Day," whose effect was to greatly increase Mystical Weight and grant strong light attributes with Mysterious Resistance... If anyone with ill intentions attempted Divination or mystical methods on Chen Lun, as long as their rank wasn't sufficient, they would suffer the backlash of the Mythical Flame.

"Crown of Remaining Fire" replaced "Hell Resistance," and its effect was similar but far superior, dramatically increasing resistance to Flames and high temperatures... After all, it was a trait derived from the ancient Sun God, so much so that Chen Lun could now even be immune to the burning of the Mythical Flame.

"Ancient Dragon's Body" replaced "Didak Armor," akin to the "genuine article" replacing the "counterfeit imitation," significantly increasing both physical and mysterious resistances, rightfully making Chen Lun the White Scale Dragon.

"Blazing Spring" filled in for "Never Tiring," and while the effect was similar, both increased the limit of Physical Strength and enhanced recovery speed, the strength of the increase was incomparably greater.

Lastly, "Endless Light and Heat" replaced "Mad Pot's Heart," and this Mythical Creature Form trait was arguably the Dragon of Light's strongest... Its effect was sacrificing Sanity in exchange for a temporary, comprehensive boost!

Including panel attributes, Life Points, Physical Strength, both physical and mysterious resistances, the power and range of Mythical powers...

The boost was nearly fifty percent!

Chen Lun closed the panel.

He turned to look out the window, sweeping his gaze over the sky and the Sun.

In his eyes, a battle intent quietly emerged...

'If there's going to be a battle, then let's have a good fight... It's been a long time since I unleashed my full strength. With the current me displaying the Mythical Creature Form, ten traits opened, just how high can I reach?'

Chen Lun withdrew his gaze, eyes calm.

The corners of his mouth curved into a cold smile.

"Heh, Sun Church..."