I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Chapter 380: Chapter 249: Kill Quickly! (Vote for Monthly Ticket!)
 

Clang!

The orange flame of the Serpent Sword clashed with the pitch-black claw, sparking as they met.

Yet the Silver Sword suddenly elongated, becoming exceedingly slender and flexible, and delivered an unexpectedly resilient spinning slash that swept across Bishop Bruno’s neck by surprise.

Beneath the massive Ghoul’s head, a straight line of blood appeared as fresh blood gushed from the wound.

The Supernatural Flame evaporated the blood, but most of it was reabsorbed by Bruno, and the sword wound on his neck healed at a visibly rapid pace.

“You are the first Transcendent who, in the form of Sequence Seven, has fought with me for such a long time,”

the skinned Ghoul said as it opened its mouth.

Its deep voice echoed resoundingly.

“I will also be your last opponent, Bishop Bruno,”

Chen Lun said indifferently.

White Pythons flew out from behind him in unison, snapping together and wrapping around the Ghoul’s arms, making it difficult for the creature to wield its claws easily.

“Because you will die by my hand.”

Creak!

The struggle for strength began.

It wasn’t long, however, before Chen Lun frowned.

He could clearly feel that the opponent’s Strength was actually much greater than his own.

’78 points in Strength attribute, still not a match for this bishop…’ he thought.

Seeing this, he shouted loudly:

“Ha!”

Immediately after, he used the White Pythons as support to leap into the air, then kicked out fiercely, landing his foot squarely on Bruno’s face.

Boom!

The five-meter-tall Ghoul staggered on the spot, and its entire body trembled.

Strands of hair and blood beads flew in the air.

In mid-air, Chen Lun spun around and swung his Serpent Sword to unleash an orange bright whip of flames, viciously chopping down on the back of Bishop Bruno’s neck.

Clang!!

With this sword strike, he exerted his full strength.

Refined muscles on his pale right arm bulged and veins stood out prominently.

“Sever!”

Splat——!

The flame-imbued Silver Sword, like a fiery disc, cut through hair, sliced flesh and bone alike.

Bruno’s head was neatly severed, rolling to the side with a thud.

But Chen Lun did not show any joy because he saw the beast’s head on the ground bearing a ghastly smile.

The next second.

Boom!

A surge of immense strength suddenly came forth, breaking the bonds of the eight White Pythons and sent Chen Lun flying tens of meters away, tumbling to land.

After regaining his balance, he looked up with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

He saw that from the Ghoul’s headless neck, countless blood spurted out, and in the midst of the flames, a new head forcefully grew out.

Meanwhile, the ghastly severed head on the ground transformed into dozens of bats, dispersing as they flew towards Chen Lun. From their mouths, they spat out high-temperature flames!

This was the Supernatural Flame that Bruno had “eaten”!

‘This is the most troublesome aspect of the Flesh Faction… As long as they are not crushed and severely injured, they can rely on their strong Life Force and the ability to temporarily steal their opponent’s power to gradually counterattack,’ Chen Lun thought to himself.

‘This bishop’s strength, even if placed in the Red Rose Squad, would be enough to take the position of captain… No wonder Snow Crystal City has been in chaos for so long without being subdued.’

Chen Lun faced the swarm of bat flames without dodging and entered “Extreme State” right there.

‘In that case… I shall end this battle brutally, with overwhelming force!’

Boom!!

The eight White Pythons were retracted and once again burst forth!

But this time they transformed into a pair of pale wings!

The mass of tiny snake tendrils writhed constantly, horrific and dreadful to behold.

A torrent of crimson energy surged from Chen Lun’s body, causing his hair and the edges of his clothes to rise as a terrifying aura instantly spread.

The Silver Sword in his hand spun, as the serpent’s mouth spat out a broad blade.

The flames from the swarm of bats scorched Chen Lun’s body, only to burn his clothes to ashes, revealing the pale armor beneath.

Yet, he remained unscathed.

The wings vibrated at high frequency.

With a hum,

the bats shattered by the Blood of Decay burning in the blood energy dispersed and fell rotting to the ground.

Chen Lun’s figure then arrived in front of Bruno, as the silver giant sword came crashing down!

“So fast…”

Bruno’s pupils shrank.

He managed only to raise his claws in defense.

Ding ding dang clang…!

But with a series of dense ringing sounds, the ten pitch-black claws snapped off.

The unstoppable giant sword landed on Bruno’s shoulder, severing one of his arms completely!

Roar!!

Bruno let out a howl of agony.

His massive body lunged forward violently!

Chen Lun didn’t evade; he just flapped his wings forward and used his giant sword as a makeshift shield to block the charge.

Clang!!

Chen Lun was pushed back merely two steps.

However, the stunning impact of the pale wings directly drove Bruno’s head back against his spine, causing it to bend unnaturally!

The bones in the neck shattered, causing his entire head to hang limply.

The hanging head, still revealing a look of shock in its eyes, murmured.

“Is this Magician…?”

A ludicrous thought flashed through Bruno’s mind.

The critical state of the battle left no room for detailed contemplation, so he took the opportunity to use his Sequence Ability and turned the severed arm on the ground into another swarm of bats.

However, Chen Lun swung his giant sword once again, smashing the tiny bats into a spray of blood and flesh.

“No need to rely on such petty tricks anymore!” he shouted fiercely.

With the force of his shout.

The blade’s momentum unceased, and it heavily slammed onto Bruno’s body.

Boom!!

The large-framed Ghoul tumbled to the side, causing the ground to crack and shake.

Countless fragments of stones and ice crystals splattered as Bishop Bruno took another heavy blow.

Just as Chen Lun lifted his giant sword again, preparing for another slash, seven or eight giant figures charged over from all directions.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, Chen Lun recognized that these muscle-bound giants were all Transcendent monks from the Red Apple Church.

More and more players watching from a distance began to shout in shock from their hiding spots.

Huang Mao was conducting a live broadcast, uploading the recorded video to the forum and sparking heated discussions among the players.

“Damn! So many elite mobs! Jack’s getting mobbed!”

“That bishop boss isn’t dead yet, this is going to be hard to handle now!”

“Stay back, stay further back, if we get discovered we’re done for!”

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Stan, Nalan, Cumberland, and others who arrived at the scene also stood outside the garden, taking a deep breath across a low wall.

“Are you sure it’s that guy named Jack? With this kind of strength… how could he be the boss of a small organization affiliated with the trading company?!”

“The foundation of the Red Apple Church is not to be underestimated, now that Transcendent combat powers have surrounded him, Jack might be in danger…”

Nalan frowned as she analyzed the situation at the scene, but her expression suddenly changed.

“Huh?!”

From the center of the garden, a pale figure roared:

“Die, all of you! A bunch of trash trying to meddle!”

Chen Lun’s giant sword swept across fiercely, and a broad arc of pale purple Sword Qi flew out, bisecting three little giants who were rushing toward him at the waist!

Immediately after, he took out his hand crossbow and aimed at the remaining little giants, continuously pulling the trigger.

Thud thud thud…!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…!

Over a dozen crimson crossbow arrows shot out wildly!

Flashing red lights struck the Transcendent monks who had become “Butchers,” and holes began appearing one after another on their sturdy bodies, with flesh and blood all devoured by the ghouls of the Spirit World.

The church monks screamed in agony, feeling a surge of hunger rising from within their hearts.

In an instant, they began to kill each other, biting and eating the flesh of their companions.

But it was far from over.

With the trembling of his pale wings, Chen Lun’s figure flickered across the field, appearing to Blink from one place to another.

His speed was extremely fast!

Between the humming of his wings beating.

The silver giant sword kept hacking, slicing the little giants, who were in chaos, into chunks of meat. Each slash lasted less than half a second before he moved on to the next target.

Silver sword light spun around, creating circles of light that scattered fresh blood all over the garden.

The pale man was like an Executioner from Hell.

He swung that terrifying silver giant sword, cutting down the clergy of the Red Apple Church as if they were mere fruits.

The mournful wails, the sounds of flesh tearing, and bones breaking made people’s scalps tingle.

“Thrilling! It’s been a long time since I’ve fought with all my might!”

Chen Lun grinned, continuously swinging his giant sword.

Hack! And hack again!

Clang!

Clang!!

The crisp sounds of the giant sword striking continued without pause.

Limbs and body parts flew about, and the supporting monks from the Red Apple Church, without exception, met a brutal death on the spot.

But at this moment,

another wave of dense footsteps came, disorderly and accompanied by sacred yet sinister whispers of prayer.

Scores of Fallen Believers surged forward, crowding into the garden and encircling the pale figure.

Behind them were even more Fallen Believers.

It was as if those scattered throughout the city had been called upon, following the guidance to come here for one purpose: to devour the enemy of the Church—that bearer of the sword with the pallid visage!

“Should we go help?”

Nalan asked out loud.

“Go if you want… With so many Fallen Believers, and that Bishop who isn’t quite dead yet, who would dare join such a fight? It’s suicide!”

Stan frowned deeply, his voice cold.

“It’s better if we just watch quietly… Whatever the outcome may be, it won’t be the worst thing for us.”

Cumberland said with a light laugh on the side.

The Silver Dragon Guard, led by Cixi, soon arrived as well and upon seeing Stan and the others, they quickly stepped forward to join them.

“What happened? Along the way, we noticed that those Fallen Believers were heading this way…”

Cixi asked with a slightly furrowed brow.

“See for yourself.”

Nalan and Stan stepped aside to make way.

Cixi took a step forward, gazing at the battle within the garden, and his face involuntarily shifted in expression.

Countless Fallen Believers were swarming towards the center, surrounding the pale figure. Many had abandoned their fleshly shells, turning into full-fledged ‘Tentacle Monsters,’ with their gruesome tentacles of flesh writhing horrifyingly.

Meanwhile, Noah seized the opportunity to push forward, peering over a low wall into the garden.

“Mr. Jack!”

He exclaimed in surprise.

Stan and the others looked at the boy with curiosity, not recognizing his identity for a moment.

“I’m joining the fight!”

Noah braced himself on the low wall and leaped over.

“Master Noah!”

Cixi instantly panicked, reaching out to stop him, but he caught only air. Noah had already flipped over and was running towards the garden.

Only then did Stan and Nalan realize that the youth was the young master of the commerce association.

“Silver Dragon Guard, follow me closely! Ensure Master Noah’s safety at all costs!”

In a split-second decision, Cixi commanded his teammates.

“Yes, Captain!”

Five guardsmen, armed with long-barreled flintlock guns, followed Cixi over the low wall and into the garden.

Stan and Nalan exchanged a glance but ultimately decided to silently abandon the idea of going in.

However, Cumberland displayed a contemplative look.

He recalled the task entrusted to him in secret by Mr. Kaibak, then glanced toward Noah’s retreating figure and the distant combat with the pallid individual, making up his mind.

“Brothers of the Ice Horn Society, follow me in!”

He tossed his cloak, his entire body vaulting into the garden.

To the astonishment of Stan and Nalan, a dozen transcendent members of the Ice Horn Society all jumped in after him.

“Have they gone mad?”

Nalan cried out in shock.

Stan, however, shook his head without responding.