I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Chapter 381: Chapter 250: Deathburn Sword! (Seeking Monthly Votes!)
 

Chen Lun swung his sword expressionlessly, hacking at the Fallen Believers who surged towards him nonstop.

The tentacles of these monsters had not even touched him before they were corrupted by the decaying blood aura swirling around him.

His silver greatsword would mercilessly cleave through his foes.

The blazing flames clinging to the blade turned those chunks of flesh to ashes in an instant.

Clang!

Clang!!

Chen Lun was like a god of death, within several meters around him, not even a fly could get through.

Under the rising fog of blood, the charred ground at his feet had accumulated a thick layer of ashes, all remnants of the Fallen Believers.

Chen Lun’s originally pale armor had also been stained red with fresh blood.

Boom!!

He swept his sword again, cutting a row of Fallen Believers in half. The supernatural flames burning violently on the blade ignited them, burning them to ashes while they were still alive.

With a flick of his right hand.

Tens of points of Sanity Value were consumed from the Maggie Statue, and a vigorous Life Force was transmitted from the “Wake of Insects” bookmark.

Sparks erupted from his glove.

A large orange-red snake coiled around Chen Lun for a circle before exploding outward.

Under the spreading ring of fire, another dozen Fallen Believers were incinerated on the spot.

Chen Lun took the opportunity to turn his head toward Bishop Bruno.

The massively sized Ghoul, somehow, had risen again.

Its sagging head had returned to normal, and it was holding a small crystal cup, fixatedly staring at it.

In the arena, whether it was the dead monks of the Red Apple Church or the Fallen Believers, their corpses all released a mist of blood that slowly gathered and flowed into the cup.

Even from within the “ashes,” blood threads seeped out as well!

In the cup, two more dense Blood Beads condensed once again.

“Ah… All people are incarnations of sin. Sin Blood exists within everyone’s body, even those of our Church are no exception,”

whispered Bishop Bruno.

He slowly stood up, like a human figure.

The massive Ghoul beast suddenly grew to a height of seven or eight meters.

The five accumulated Blood Beads in the crystal cup seemed to be a threshold, allowing Bishop Bruno to perform even more horrifying deeds.

He spread his severed claw, and a beam of light from the void shone into his palm.

A shadowy, blurry long sword slowly materialized in his hand.

Black-red, fierce, profound, evil.

‘This is…?! Again, the illusion of that [Super A Level Mysterious Object-Desecrated Holy Sword]!’

Chen Lun’s eyes narrowed as he recognized it.

Over a year ago, he and Lafa had dueled in Amber City square, where the other had summoned the phantom of this Holy Sword, unleashing a terrifying curtain of swords.

‘However, this illusion is much blurrier than Lafa’s, and its power couldn’t possibly be as immense…’

Chen Lun made his judgement.

Bishop Bruno raised the sword in his hand, and a strange power dispersed.

“The will of the Desecrated Duke, carried out by us! Boil! You corrupted ones!”

As his voice fell.

The black-red light curtain spread out, and the Fallen Believers all hissed as they tore off their human shells, completely transforming into moving chunks of flesh.

Teeth and sharp claws sprouted densely from the flesh tentacles!

Their strength seemed to have been amplified!

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the maggots hiding inside the Fallen Believers had undergone strange changes.

They vibrated violently, turned completely red, and grew colorful fine hairs.

Boom!

Pale Wings trembled behind Chen Lun as he charged straight toward Bishop Bruno, crashing through.

Countless Fallen Believers stood in his way, wildly swinging their flesh tentacles at him.

“Die!!!”

Chen Lun bellowed.

His hand-held flame sword swung viciously like a high-temperature plow, chopping all the Fallen Believers in front of him into pieces and sweeping them away.

But this time, the Fallen Believers were not instantly killed.

They actually began splitting!

When chopped in half, they landed and turned into two “Tentacle Monsters”!

Bang bang…!

Gunshots rang out.

Blood splashed from the flesh tentacles as they were hit.

Chen Lun glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the arriving Silver Dragon Guard reinforcements.

Cixi took the lead, raising his flintlock gun and firing at the obstructing Fallen Believers.

Cumberland and the brothers of the Ice Horn Society also attacked the tentacle monsters, engaging them in fierce combat.

Steam accompanied by electric arcs charred those chunks of flesh, shattering them.

Noah followed closely, summoning the [Bone Gallery], using the preserved power of the paintings to temporarily borrow the power of [Assassin under the Sequence Seven of Peering] from that piece.

He clapped his hands onto the ground, covering the area ahead with shadows. Blades sprang from the ground, stabbing the bodies of the Fallen Believers full of holes.

He then rotated the painting, transforming it into [Empire Silence], and through the power of [Soul Consoler under the Sequence Seven of Moon], he shot out black light waves, extinguishing the vitality of the “flesh tentacles.”

Noah’s stature returned to that of a young man, but Chen Lun recognized him at a glance.

‘It seems the promotion was successful, Noah…’

Though surprised, Chen Lun did not speak to him.

His eyes at that moment were only fixed on the tall Ghoul, Bishop Bruno.

“Die! Die! Die!!!”

In his extreme state, Chen Lun, now possessing the physical qualities only a [Sequence Six] Transcendent should have, harnessed the blood aura produced by the burning of “Blood of Decay” through “Mad Pot’s Heart,” corrupting all the Fallen Believers he passed.

With continuous silver light in his hands, he pushed all the way to Bishop Bruno, then launched himself into the air.

Boom—Buzz!

Pale Wings trembled, Chen Lun was briefly suspended in mid-air, raising the great sword high.

Above the great sword, a purple brilliance ascended, interweaving with the orange-red supernatural flame, transforming into a rare, splendid purple-red fire.

Deathburn Sword!

This was Chen Lun’s most lethal move to date, even more terrifying than the strike of the Pale Wings.

A rich scent of death assaulted them.

Bishop Bruno was startled by it.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to halt his original action and quickly gripped the phantom of the Desecrated Holy Sword in his hand, swinging it upward from below towards Chen Lun.

It was a critical moment.

Not far away, Cumberland’s eyes shone with a sharp light, he secretly thought it an opportunity, his hands forming a shark-shaped mist surrounded by flickering arcs of electricity.

“Let me be the last straw that breaks the camel’s back…!”

Cumberland sneered coldly and fiercely swung the shark-shaped water blast towards Chen Lun in the air.

Boom!!

The loud explosion burst in everyone’s ears.

Black-red and purple-red sword screens collided.

An extreme destructive aura scattered, and the closer Fallen Believers were directly obliterated by the shockwave.

This time, not even their ashes were left.

The rich, dazzling brilliance circulated, compressed, and exploded.

The sudden shark-shaped water blast evaporated without even a single ripple.

Cumberland felt a great shock in his heart, watching the scene in disbelief.

At this moment, he realized that he had no place in such a battle!

Distance spectators, including Stan Nalan and others, were all stunned by this scene.

The purple-red flames continued to burn, spreading like bone marrow maggots all around.

No matter the creatures or the debris of buildings, anything that even slightly touched a spark was instantly reduced to nothingness.

Those who came to support Chen Lun, like Noah, kept retreating, not daring to touch the purple-red flames.

Just a few breaths later.

The central area of the garden faintly revealed a scene.

A massive ghoul was cleaved into two halves by a sword and collapsed onto the ground.

The ground seemed to have cracked open, with a deep ravine extending tens of meters.

Bishop Bruno, with his extremely tenacious life force, even though his body was cleaved in two, turned into smaller ghouls.

Yet these two ghouls were still enveloped in the purple-red flames, struggling and wailing.

“Ah… hiss… ah!!”

The shrill screams were hair-raising.

The two figures tried to split in the fire, transforming into countless bats. If even one bat survived, Bishop Bruno could use this to reincarnate.

But before these bats could rush out of the flames, they were instantly burned into blue smoke, leaving no residue.

The ground trembled, and the rumbling continued.

Bishop Bruno’s body split again, now turning into four small-sized ghouls, but they all rolled on the ground, beating, trying in vain to rid themselves of the flames.

Eventually, the noises gradually decreased.

Clang… sizzle…

A tall figure with a pale complexion slowly stepped forward, dragging a massive silver broadsword.

Chen Lun’s gaze was cold as he headed straight for Cumberland.

“No… impossible! How are you not dead?”

At this moment, Cumberland was completely horrified, backing away continuously.

“Such strength… such strength… how can you be just a small organization’s leader?!”

He turned and ran.

He didn’t even alert the brothers of the Ice Horn Society.

By now, he had entirely forgotten the secret matters Mr. Kaibak had entrusted to him.

Survival was his most urgent goal.

Cumberland, having failed the surprise attack and witnessed that sword strike, knew very well that the man named Jack…

was absolutely a monster!

At that moment.

Cumberland suddenly found himself blocked by a massive figure.

Looking up.

A fierce ghoul stood before him, angrily looming over.

Behind its brain, several paintings were displayed, a stern soldier, a youth with tricolor pupils, a deserter, a shadowy figure, and a person frozen in madness.

“The despicable person who ambushed Mr. Jack, you deserve to die!”

Sequence Seven Noah raised his hand and smashed down.

But in the next second, he stopped his action.

“Mr. Jack?”

Noah asked aloud.

Chen Lun appeared behind Cumberland at some point, his Pale Hand gently resting on the man’s head, the latter’s face turning pale, trembling, and sweat soaking his body.

“Don’t kill him yet. This guy wouldn’t attack me for no reason… we can interrogate him…”

Having said that, Chen Lun turned and left.

After eliminating the biggest threat, Bishop Bruno, he had exited his extreme state, one man and one sword, heading towards the other Fallen Believers.

The intense encounter had consumed a considerable portion of his physical strength and life points.

But Chen Lun still had the Blood Poem Ring.

He desperately needed a “feast” to replenish his energy and physical strength.

The killing spread again.

This area was destined to become a river of blood.