I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Chapter 429: Chapter 293 Worthy of Winning Over

“Stop him! Stop him now!”

Viscount Harrington’s voice came in exasperation.

A tall and burly figure abruptly appeared in front of Chen Lun.

Through the thick scarf and wide-brimmed hat, Chen Lun could only see a pair of cold, pitch-black eyes. Then, the towering bodyguard swung a fist at him.

The air around them seemed to compress, a ring of steam burst out from the man’s elbow with a hissing sound, and the iron fist ferociously flew toward Chen Lun’s face.

“Interesting.”

...

Chen Lun said with a smile.

Bang!

He casually raised a hand and effortlessly caught the iron fist in his palm.

Air dispersed in all directions, and the whole room, constructed of iron sheets, trembled momentarily.

“Ugh!”

Seeing this scene, Viscount Harrington wore a look of shock on his face and let out an involuntary cry from his throat.

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Crack! Crack!

Squeak—!

Chen Lun squeezed hard, leaving several fingerprints on the bodyguard’s fist, then pushed down, snapping the entire forearm backward. Immediately after, he kicked the bodyguard’s chest, sending him flying backwards to crash heavily against the wall with a loud clang, creating a huge dent.

Chen Lun looked down and glanced at the severed arm ripped from the bodyguard, from which a black, oily liquid like machine oil spurted out. Numerous precise gears and circuits were exposed to his view.

‘So the Steel Automaton was right by Viscount Harrington’s side… But this one is too weak.’

A hint of confusion appeared on Chen Lun’s face.

The next second, several other Black Knife Brotherhood heads in the room started to encircle him gravely, and the “bodyguard” who had his arm torn off also pulled free from the wall and rejoined the battle.

Viscount Harrington seized the opportunity to run towards the door.

Woo!

The bodyguard swung his fist again.

As the fight ensued, his wide-brimmed hat fell off, revealing a shiny metallic skull. Large-sized nails were embedded in his forehead and temples, giving a ferocious appearance. His eyes were made of black, glossy glass, presenting a cold and terrifying sight.

Chen Lun, reacting faster than the attack, grabbed the Silver Staff and smashed it onto the bodyguard’s wrist with a clang, forcibly breaking it. Then he threw several Card Throwing Knives at the enemies from the Black Knife Brotherhood.

The sound of hissing was incessant; by now, the Card Throwing Knives were more formidable than before, and the Low Sequence Transcendents simply couldn’t dodge in time. They were pierced through the neck and waist by the cards, some even had their limbs severed outright.

Cries of agony and wails rose one after another, as they all lost their ability to fight and fell to the ground with a thud.

Clang!

Chen Lun raised the Silver Staff and with a straight thrust, violently pierced through the tall bodyguard’s chest. Black oil gushed from the wound, and its struggles gradually slowed, like the rusted gears winding down.

Sparks burst from the neck and shoulders, and finally, it stiffened and moved no more.

With an expressionless face, Chen Lun threw out a few more Card Throwing Knives, finishing off the severely injured Black Knife Brotherhood members on the ground.

After the killing notifications popped up one after another, he then placed his hand on the bodyguard’s body.

[Transcendent Object – Artisanal Automaton]

Item Description: A creation by [B-grade Mysterious Object – Hope Workshop], built with compound metals, possesses great strength and astonishing defense, making for an incomparable assistant.

Chen Lun raised his eyebrows.

‘So, the Steel Automatons are called Artisanal Automatons, and they are not Mysterious Objects themselves but rather creations of Mysterious Objects…’

He thought for a moment, then gathered the “lifeless” Artisanal Automaton into his Blood Poem Ring, before turning to pursue Viscount Harrington.

If the Viscount carried the Artisanal Automaton as a bodyguard, then he must surely know where the true opportunity, the [B-grade Mysterious Object – Hope Workshop], truly lies.

‘This Artisanal Automaton’s base Attributes are completely comparable to a Sequence Nine Transcendent, even surpassing it, and with its steel body, even if two or three Butchers were to attack it together, they would probably have a hard time taking it down in a short period…’

Chen Lun thought while hastening his steps.

‘This also counts as a stroke of luck, stumbling upon a major clue…’

He walked back through the corridor, and upon passing a window, he glanced inside. The dining area below was already thrown into chaos; gentlemen and ladies who had come for the auction were escaping without any trace of decorum, pushing and shoving each other.

Many fell to the ground and were subsequently trampled by those behind.

Screams, cries of pain, roars of anger.

Non-stop.

Fire broke out; the host had fled early, some in blue vests were trying to put out the fire, paying no heed to the women locked up in cages. If no one tended to them, they would likely be burned alive or suffocate to death.

Chen Lun used Blink to appear before the blue vests.

They were startled at first, then they looked up at the newcomer with utmost reverence.

“Big Boss Du Halu, we’re… we’re sorry, we didn’t know it would turn out this way. It’s all that madman’s doing, he deliberately set the fire…”

“Shut up!”

Chen Lun used [The Ultimate in Beauty] to transform into the gaunt man’s appearance and barked angrily.

“Don’t bother about this place for now, first move the goods off the ship, and get them properly settled on the dock… These are all our property!”

“Yes… yes, boss.”

The blue vests immediately nodded and began to move the iron cages.

“But the guests are all crowded in the corridor, we can’t get out for the time being…”

One of the blue vests said hesitantly.

At that moment, several gunshots rang out, accompanied by a continuous scream.

Chen Lun glanced behind him and saw that some gentlemen, in a desperate bid to survive, had completely lost their composure; they started quarrelling over shoving and pulled out guns to shoot at each other.