I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Wow!!

At this moment, the church guards flanking the nuns raised their swords and shields, aiming them at the tumultuous crowd of civilians.

The crowd instantly erupted in exclamations of surprise, becoming chaotic.

Each of these guards was selected from hundreds, donned in plate armor, with white Ouroboros symbols embroidered on the capes at their backs, executing their movements with killing intent.

"Your Majesty Floey?"

The Guard Captain placed one hand on the hilt of his sword by his waist and the other on his chest, bowing his head as he stood behind the Pope, seeking guidance.

Floey's expression remained calm as she silently gazed at the young man who had thrown the stone earlier.

This man had already been subdued by two church guards, yet he still refused to yield, his face twisted with fury, loudly denouncing the Dawn Church and the King in Azure, warning the people that only steadfast faith in the Sun would bring humanity light.

However, the vast majority were just kneeling on the ground, trembling and not daring to speak, let alone raise their heads, fearing that the Dawn Church would apprehend and execute them as well.

Yet the young man's words were not without effect. Stirred by his incitement, seventeen or eighteen earnest believers of the Sun stood up, intending to charge at the group of nuns. However, they were quickly suppressed by the guards.

"Kill me! Go on, kill me!"

"As long as you kill those of us who yearn for light, you'll be able to practice the dark truths unhindered! Damn the Dawn! You are nothing but liars! Dirty, disgusting liars!"

"Continue to ravage the world for your wicked master!"

"The great Sun God will eventually return to Earth, slay that Evil God, and burn you damned accomplices to death!!"

Floey remained silent for a long moment.

Others might be ignorant, but as the wife of the Azure King and the Pope of the Dawn Church, how could she not know what was truly transpiring in the Star Realm, and what it signified?

It was a battle deciding the fate of the Anita Continent.

Should the Azure King lose, the wild Sun would slay the majority of the continent's populace, and the gods would thus slumber eternally... Even if both sides suffered heavy losses, the continent, bereft of its shield and deterrent, would become an easy prey for the horrific entities beyond the starry sky, a feast on a plate.

Only with the Azure King's victory would salvation be possible.

Floey knew well that with her demigod powers, she could not intervene in the divine war to tangibly aid her husband... But she would never allow mortals to become an anchor for the Lethal Father's deep mind, praying to him, thereby providing him with Sanity.

This was indirectly aiding the enemy and was also a slow assassination of her husband.

Floey was unaware that Chen Lun possessed vast amounts of Sanity as a hidden card, so her thoughts were simple, shockingly simple in fact.

All she wanted was to do her utmost to block the Lethal Father's Faith in this world, while spreading the gospel for her husband, giving him a deeper anchor, firmer Sanity, to competently confront that mightiest Sun God on Earth.

Floey glanced at the struggling and endlessly cursing believers of the Sun held by the guards, a trace of Mercy flashed in her eyes, but she ultimately spoke:

"Take them away, execute them collectively tomorrow in Black Messenger Square."

Her voice was ethereal and serene, devoid of any emotion.

"Yes, Your Majesty Floey!"

The Guard Captain replied in a deep voice.

He swiftly drew the longsword from his waist and pointed it at the crowd.

"Take them all away and imprison them in the church dungeon!"

"Yes!"

The church guards, expressionless, detained the male and female rioters amidst the cries of astonishment and the few who pleaded fearfully, taking them away from the scene.

As the curses and screams gradually faded away, those present became silent as cicadas in winter.

Floey silently watched the white light and meteors in the night sky, inwardly muttering:

"My dear, you are Floey's dawn, and also the dawn of this world... I will not allow anyone to ruin it."

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Deep in the Spirit World.

Three figures suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"The divination points to here, seems Montgomery has run off again."

Wearing a black robe and a top hat, the mustached Oscar held a small white snake in his hand, gazing forward into the blue void, he spoke softly.

The King of Slaughter rubbed his chin, raising an eyebrow.

"This guy's really adept at fleeing, how many times has it been now? Third or fourth time... And he's slipped into the historical curtain he's recorded himself, truly troublesome."

The two True Gods along with the King of Angels had been relentlessly hunting the Mud Man Montgomery over the past half year, but the pursuit was fraught with difficulties.

Even with Chen Lun's small white snake, Oscar's status enhanced, enabling consecutive divinations targeting True Gods, the Mud Man remained exceedingly vigilant, reacting preemptively every time he sensed the lock of Destiny, thus escaping their encirclement.

The chase between the sides was like a game of Hide and Seek.

Several times, the Mud Man had been caught red-handed, but leveraging the authority of the God of History and his own Sequence Ability, he managed to enter the world of history lines he had personally documented, thus evading Conrad and the others' pursuit.

"Keep chasing, I trust Jack's judgement; Montgomery definitely has a backup plan. We can't allow him the time to carry out other schemes."

Miss Holy Tree, standing by the side, spoke up.

The two gentlemen nodded in strong agreement.

"The slaughter in the Star Realm isn't over yet."

Conrad glanced once toward the void outside the Spirit World.

"Even if we ultimately fail to suppress Montgomery, we mustn't let him affect Jack and Angela."

Miss Holy Tree snapped her fingers, and a golden seed fell to the ground, soon growing into a cluster of translucent golden shrubs, seemingly squeezing through some non-existent, invisible space as it grew.

Before long, under the watchful eyes of the three, a forcefully widened elliptical "portal" emerged, through which one could see a tawny hue.

Inside was the world of multiple historical lines documented by the Mud Man.

"Let's go."

Mia Meiwei spoke softly.

The three stepped forth, entering the golden portal.

Upon entering, they seemed to arrive at a sepia-toned world where the outlines of objects appeared like those in old photographs, indistinct yet infused with a rich, decayed scent.

But Conrad and the others were not surprised, as this marked the fourth time they entered the historical curtain to pursue the Mud Man's whereabouts.

"This is the Second Historical Veil, corresponding to the Second Era..."

Through her veil, Miss Holy Tree gazed far into the vast and primal Earth, where a man and a dragon were fiercely battling.

"Sun God Battle."

Conrad and Oscar followed Mia's gaze, just in time to see the Dragon of Light soaring into the sky, casting down scorching rays, while the golden figure neither dodged nor avoided, countering with a cross sword, slicing out a curtain of light.

Boom!!

The Earth trembled, and within the Second Historical Veil, it was filled with blinding light.

This was the god-war moment when the Liete Father and the Dragon of Light contended for the position of the Sun.

As Conrad narrowed his eyes, his gaze precisely locked onto a fleeting figure in a yellow robe behind the god-war land.

"Found him."

The three were planning to chase forward.

But it was the most intense moment between the Dragon of Light and the Liete Father, as a dragon breath, like a golden laser, swept indiscriminately from the sky...

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Boom boom boom!!!

In the Star Realm, the golden columnar dragon breath swept through, clashing with the green laser, forming a giant "energy explosion cloud," which quickly diffused.

The world shook incessantly.

After half a year of high-intensity god-war, the world was filled with terrifying high temperatures and astonishing density of pollution.

Chen Lun's already tattered azure robe was now even more ragged, burning with a fierce azure flame, resembling a human-shaped torch.

On the other side, Mr. Jing Yao's mythical creature form, a star body made entirely of dark green crystalline structure, was spinning rapidly, with clear cracks visible on its surface, from which streams of majestic knowledge were spewing out through the gaps.

"Jack, if this continues, our chance of winning will only grow lower... Kinsley, relying on the authority of 'Boasting' and 'Contempt,' will make his attacks ever stronger over time, while our might will continually weaken."

The crystalline star body transmitted a message.

Chen Lun's face was heavy, as he turned his head to look again.

The golden figure of the Liete Father was standing atop a golden dragon, overlooking Chen Lun and Mr. Jing Yao with an unmatched overlord's presence.

In the past, he won the Sun God battle, seizing the authority of the Dragon of Light. Though unable to digest the latter's unique divinity as an "outcast Ancient God," at this very moment, the Liete Father crudely possessed them, summoning the phantom of the original Sun God for battle.

Over half a year, both sides fought fiercely, receiving injuries on each side.

The intensity was unimaginable.

Chen Lun, wielding the combined aspects of "Destiny" and "Holy Fire," with the Glass Spiral Sword, could indeed injure the Liete Father, but the opponent had not only high attack and defense but also high agility and resistance, excelling in all respects.

Both were "hexagon" warriors, with the Liete Father even stronger.

At the same time, the Liete Father wielded the authority of the Black Sun "Hatred," transforming attacks through hatred... He was now completely out of control, with murderous intent, malice, and hatred flowing freely, nearly materializing through light and heat.

As a result, every attack by him was more destructive than even Mr. Jing Yao's magic.

It was precisely because the Liete Father went mad that he no longer needed to worry about the consumption of Sanity... which, in a sense, offset Chen Lun's advantage.

The Liete Father's attacks could easily kill Chen Lun instantly.

The range was terrifyingly wide.

The entire Star Realm was within the scope of pure white light's illumination, leaving Chen Lun with nowhere to escape, forced to repeatedly endure through Destiny Restart.

Thus, Chen Lun's reserves nearly ran dry.

The tens of billions of Life, Physical Strength, and Sanity harvested from players had less than one-tenth remaining.

And Mr. Jing Yao, severely wounded, was also nearly unable to hold on.

'I will not lose, nor can I lose...'

Chen Lun's facial features were shrouded in extreme pale fire, his eyes deep and cold, though fatigue couldn't be concealed in his eyes, his gaze was fearless and unflinching.

After successfully realizing the great vision of the "Holy Fire Aspect," he almost never met a true opponent, not even the Eternal Sleeper and Lady Rose, two True Gods...

So, before facing the Liete Father, Chen Lun had no idea where his limit lay, except for adding unique divinity as fuel, pondering higher-level breakthroughs.

The panel could no longer provide greater help to Chen Lun.

To obtain stronger power, he could only integrate all the power at his command, fully comprehend, and fully inspire... And life-and-death combat was the most efficient shortcut for practical exploration!

Half a year of battling the Liete Father offered Chen Lun invaluable insights.

Repeated deaths and restarts awoke him from a dream.

'Why did the Ring Duke guide me onto the Path of Destiny, only to use Sequence One [Ouroboros] to fictionalize myself and retread the Holy Fire Pathway... This was not superfluous, but because only the combination of these two could unleash power beyond a True God!!'

If "Holy Fire" is likened to a nuclear bomb, then "Destiny"...

is a Gatling heavy machine gun that can fire nuclear bombs as bullets!

"Glass——"

Chen Lun's five fingers spread open, abruptly targeting the golden giant dragon and figure high above, his eyes filled with utmost murderous intent.

"Azure Imprint!!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, his last Sanity was exhausted.

An infinite symbol of pale white instantly ignited on the Liete Father's chest.

Boom!!!

This was the supreme skill developed by Chen Lun, combining all his powers into one—

It would burn the target with Holy Fire endlessly, until the end of Destiny.

Or the end of time.

'This is power surpassing a True God...'

Chen Lun spread his arms and roared:

"Die!!!"