I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

The visible ripples tore through the Spirit World's vista, revealing the profound darkness of the third layer.

Buzz—

The Chiliarch suddenly withdrew his hand.

He stood quietly in place, his entire being shrouded in black leather, resembling an upright body bag.

"Not bad."

His sonorous voice slowly echoed.

"I agree to your joining."

Chen Lun flicked his hand, retracting the White Authority Staff.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, taking off his hat and bowing to the Chiliarch, then towards the distant Ancient Gods.

The next second.

The other members of the Worldly Secret Cult appeared nearby once again.

A tall, thin man named "Xiangshan" extended a finger, reforming a round table and ten chairs on the beach.

"Chiliarch… belligerent… don't do this again… I am busy."

This person spoke in fits and starts, with a slow and peculiar tone.

The Chiliarch glanced at him, saying nothing.

"Since the Chiliarch has agreed, then the joining of Your Majesty the King in Azure becomes inevitable..."

Everyone sat down again, and Mister Isolated Island laughed and said.

"Welcome."

"Welcome."

The Mimicry Earl echoed and began applauding.

The Snow Gentleman and the Laughing Lady expressed congratulations, while the Chiliarch remained silent.

As for Xiangshan, Hat Boy, the Emerald Bird, and the hunchbacked old man "Scavenger," who had not spoken a word from beginning to end, all remained silent.

After a simple welcoming ceremony.

The Ancient Gods exchanged some secrets, often with only one person speaking while the others remained silent, lacking the imagined liveliness.

Chen Lun listened for a while, then got up to take his leave.

"I'm pleased to join the 'Worldly Secret Cult,' but I have some personal matters and need to leave temporarily... I hope I can participate in the gathering next time."

The members did not try to retain him, only Mister Isolated Island chuckled softly and politely bade him farewell.

Chen Lun propped up the White Staff of Power, tipped his hat slightly to the crowd, and turned to leave the beach.

Around the round table, the Ancient Gods silently watched his silhouette disappear through The Great Gate.

After a while, the Snow Gentleman finally spoke:

"What do you think of his strength, Chiliarch?"

The other members turned their gaze to the emaciated figure wrapped in black leather.

The Chiliarch responded blandly:

"Physically balanced, but overall quite frail, even the Laughing Lady could pin him down with one hand... Earlier, I shattered his body twelve times, yet it somehow restored itself, barely reaching Angel Level combat power, but considering his position, he indeed qualifies to join us."

"Frail."

The Mimicry Earl repeated.

However, the Chiliarch kept one thought to himself.

That he himself had actually been injured too...

This injury came in a particularly odd manner; it seemed during the confrontation, the opponent transferred the damage he should have borne directly onto him.

The Chiliarch speculated that the King in Azure managed this feat through his extraordinarily high authority.

Mister Isolated Island laughed and said:

"The King in Azure was human, different from us, so it's understandable that his body is frail... But his growth rate is rapid, making him worth recruiting."

"Precisely because he is human, I disagree."

On the other side, the Emerald Bird, with a bird's head and human's body clad in retro attire, spoke.

His sharp beak parted, spewing contemptuous words.

"Besides, he's merely a demi-god of Destiny..."

"I remember you suffered under him?"

Hat Boy's small body squatted on the chair, hiding his upper half beneath an oversized hat that swayed, facing the Emerald Bird.

"Yes, I can vouch for that, he was so intimidated by Oscar Ailending's reputation that his feathers fell everywhere."

The Snow Gentleman added.

"Feathers fell everywhere."

The Mimicry Earl repeated.

The Emerald Bird let out a vicious snort, offering no retort, rising and transforming into a green flash, vanishing from sight.

The Ancient Gods laughed once more.

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Chen Lun walked out of The Great Gate, returning to the second layer of the Spirit World.

Standing among the mist, countless cracks appeared on his face in an instant, but blinked away just as quickly, restored to its original state...

After standing for a moment, Chen Lun finally exhaled deeply.

Turning his head to look at the vanished gate, his expression was solemn.

'Compared to the strong beings in Eternity, there is still a significant gap for me...'

Just now, he exchanged a simple move with the Chiliarch, appearing evenly matched.

In fact, that single strike from the other directly shattered his body!

Uncertain about what kind of authority the Chiliarch possessed, that seemingly simple hit was full of power, even causing vibrations in the White Authority Staff to destroy his physical form.

If he hadn't stored an enormous amount of Life Energy, he would have dissipated on the spot.

Even so, Chen Lun had to expend nearly 400,000 Life Points to restore his body... Unwilling to show weakness, he chose to sit at the table and listen quietly for a while.

During those brief ten minutes, the hidden power of the Chiliarch continued to erode and destroy his body. Chen Lun suppressed the pain, feigning normalcy, and consumed over 200,000 Life Points to finally counteract that strike's power.

Yet he relied on the No Return Land authority to bolster his position in the Spirit World, and his inherent high status traits, utilizing his magic skill "Damage Transfer," already evolved to Mythical Level, making the Chiliarch endure his own strike.

Presumably, the counterpart did not feel comfortable either.

'Worldly Secret Cult, these Ancient Gods cannot be relied upon at all.'

Chen Lun shook his head, showing disappointment.

These ancient beings treated him with considerable indifference.

Chen Lun could even sense a vague malice emanating from them... Even those Ancient Gods who agreed to let him join the Secret Cult and welcomed him, actually harbored malice, albeit not obviously.

Among them was the host of this gathering, Mr. Isolated Island.

'They couldn't possibly be of assistance, but might even trip up at critical moments...'

Chen Lun thought to himself.

He abandoned the idea of continuing to engage with these Ancient Gods, and took a step, deciding to Blink back to the Old Spirit Realm directly.

Yet just then.

Through the mist, a figure slowly walked toward him.

Chen Lun looked closely, and saw a dark-skinned man wearing a white suit and a red tie walked up to him.

The man had a cheerful smile on his face.

"It seems Your Majesty the King in Azure is not pleased with this gathering?"

Nate Sofite said softly.

"Just a bit disappointed."

Chen Lun responded calmly.

Nate seemed neither surprised nor annoyed. Instead, his smile deepened.

"What a pity, it seems the Worldly Secret Cult couldn't assist you..."

He changed the subject, raising a hand.

"However, I admire the style of Your Majesty the King in Azure, and I am willing to offer you another suggestion."

"Hmm?"

Chen Lun furrowed his brows slightly.

He felt that this guy was not well-intentioned.

"You can try praying to the 'Great Being'. He is all-powerful and can certainly help you solve all your troubles."

Chen Lun felt his heart skip a beat.

Only to hear Nate continue with a fervent tone:

"He is the Azure Holy Flame floating at the world's end, the supreme dancer, master of the Great Sanctuary—Fire of Redemption!"

Chen Lun's pupils contracted.

He knew of this god.

To be precise, he had known of it in his previous life.

Because "Fire of Redemption" is the highest Faith of the Azure Federation in the real world, and also the only Faith...

Federal scientists, top talents from various fields, official politicians, financial tycoons, and the wealthy elites of society are all members of the "Azure Holy Church"!

In Chen Lun's understanding, Federational people qualified to join the Azure Holy Church are undoubtedly the social elite... This religion is quite unique, it is not superstitious; rather, it emphasizes science.

Moreover, the Holy Church is fair and clean inside, members calling each other brothers and sisters, all working tirelessly for a noble goal—

To venture to their Lord, the Azure Holy Flame, Fire of Redemption's Divine Kingdom!

According to prophecy, an existential threat will descend on Azure Star, only by reaching the Lord's Divine Kingdom, entering the Great Sanctuary, can one be spared and human civilization continue.

Thus, the Azure Holy Church spares no effort in developing technology, hoping to, in the future, fly to their Lord's side through space vehicles, and dance alongside the Fire of Redemption within the Divine Kingdom.

The transformation of the Federation's outlook is merely on the surface.

'But a real-world god, surprisingly, also exists here?!'

Chen Lun took a deep breath involuntarily.