The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick

The moment they saw the elf sitting atop the cloud, all the other elves froze in place.

Even Vinia was no exception. Her expression stiffened for a few seconds before she reacted as though she had seen something utterly unbelievable, her face showing a look of sheer shock.

“Cocotte Yade?!”

As her voice echoed, the elven guards felt as if the world itself had collapsed, their hearts shaken to the core.

But this emotion quickly transformed into excitement and joy.

Heavy breaths of exhilaration and ecstatic cheers mingled together in that instant.

“The Elf Queen? Her Majesty has returned?!”

“Am I... am I dreaming?”

“Oh my goodness, the High Priestess truly has divine foresight! She said the Queen would return, and she actually did!”

“I must inform all our kin of this!”

The guards, overwhelmed with excitement, abandoned their posts and rushed off to spread the news of the Elf Queen’s return to every corner of the Forest of Elves.

“Hey, you all…”

Vinia reached out, trying to stop them, but the elven guards, lost in their euphoria, completely ignored her.

They paid no heed to Vinia’s outstretched hand and disappeared in a flash.

Weapons were scattered all over the ground, and even their wooden armor was discarded as if it were a hindrance.

Only one guard lagged behind. She noticed Vinia’s hand still hovering mid-air, hurriedly stepped forward, and clasped it tightly, her voice trembling with excitement.

“High Priestess! Thank you so much!”

“It was you who summoned Her Majesty back to us!”

Before Vinia could even process what was happening, the guard had already dashed off.

Watching her kin’s elation, Cocotte, seated on her cloud, placed her hands on her hips and threw her head back in laughter.

“Hahaha, it seems I’m still quite revered.”

Vinia awkwardly withdrew her hand, forcing a smile before turning to Cocotte with a calm gaze.

“Cocotte Yade, didn’t you once say you would never return?”

Cocotte shrugged helplessly and shook her head.

“I didn’t want to come back either, but…”

She turned slightly, glancing behind her.

Vinia’s gaze followed Cocotte’s line of sight, landing on a figure cloaked in a hood and wearing a mask to conceal their face.

Unable to discern the figure’s identity, Vinia squinted her eyes, her cold voice filled with suspicion.

“You brought a human here?”

“Cocotte Yade, even if you are the Queen of Elves, you shouldn’t have brought a human into the Forest of Elves.”

Cocotte raised an eyebrow, her tone laced with mockery as she smirked.

“Who told you she’s a human?”

Vinia froze in surprise, and Cocotte suddenly called out:

“Leon.”

At her words, the mysterious figure behind her seemed to receive a command.

The figure reached out, pulling back their hood and removing the mask that covered their face.

Revealed were long, pointed ears and a cold, strikingly beautiful face.

Like a shard of ice, her demeanor exuded an aura that kept others at a distance.

Vinia blinked in astonishment as she looked at Leon.

“She’s… an elf?”

Stepping closer to Leon, Vinia bent slightly to scrutinize her features more closely.

“Hmm… there’s something familiar about you. Feels like I’ve seen you somewhere before.”

Vinia assumed that Leon was one of the elves who had left the Forest of Elves to search for Cocotte and had successfully brought her back.

After all, Cocotte’s return to the Forest of Elves was now a reality.

With a smile on her face, Vinia kindly asked Leon, “My kin, please tell me your surname.”

She had already heard Leon’s name from Cocotte, though Vinia found the name somewhat peculiar.

It didn’t quite fit the naming style of elves.

Despite her doubts, Vinia maintained her smile, meeting Leon’s cold gaze.

But all she got in return was a faint scoff from the elf before her.

“Kin.”

Hearing that word again, Leon couldn’t help but find it particularly ironic.

The scoff left Vinia momentarily stunned.

Leon slowly closed her eyes, recalling the words Viktor had once said to her.

When she reopened her eyes, her emerald-green gaze locked with Vinia’s.

“Kravina.”

“Remember my surname.”

…

Inside the Yade Sacred Tree was an extraordinarily vast internal space.

The natural energy within was immensely concentrated, like a massive reservoir brimming with abundant power.

Numerous branching pathways connected the spaces, forming a labyrinthine structure.

Vega fluttered its wings, flitting through the space.

“Incredible. So this is the Yade Sacred Tree that nurtures elves. Its interior is like this.”

“Alright, Viktor, tell me your plan.”

Landing on Viktor’s shoulder, it began chirping noisily.

“I know you must have a purpose for coming here, so stop keeping me in the dark.”

Viktor paid no attention to Vega, instead choosing a path and continuing forward.

He didn’t even hesitate about getting lost in this labyrinthine space.

Vega wasn’t surprised.

It seemed as though there was no place in this world Viktor hadn’t been to.

He always appeared to be familiar with every terrain, even the intricate Forest of Elves.

As he navigated the tree’s interior, Viktor moved with ease.

At every fork in the path, he didn’t need to think twice before choosing the correct direction.

As he traversed the maze, a dense aura of calamity emanated from him.

The white runes on his coat flickered continuously, a gentle breeze swirling around him as the patterns gradually illuminated the entire fabric.

“Did you know?”

“The Yade Sacred Tree is a colossal intelligent lifeform.”

Viktor spoke lightly as he continued deeper into the tree.

“Its interior is akin to a human body, equipped with various defensive mechanisms.”

“To the Sacred Tree, any intruder is akin to a virus.”

As he walked, several peculiar branches rose before him, blocking his path.

These branches were pure energy forms, soft and unstable, their shapes highly distorted.

They seemed to scrutinize Viktor, then swayed toward the hem of his coat before retreating to the sides, signaling him to proceed.

Watching the branches move aside, Viktor resumed his explanation to Vega.

“Like this, they automatically block and eliminate intruders.”

However, Viktor, imbued with the power of calamity, was like a harbinger of disaster.

To the Sacred Tree, he didn’t even qualify as human.

In the game, the Yade Sacred Tree was a high-level map for late-stage players.

It required a large team of players to cooperate and reach the depths of the map.

The enemies players faced were these defensive mechanisms within the tree.

Vega listened quietly as Viktor explained.

As Viktor pressed forward, he continued speaking.

“Do you know why the Sacred Tree protects and nurtures elves?”

Vega flapped its wings, almost understanding Viktor’s point.

“I knew it. There’s no such thing as a free lunch.”

Soon, the scene before them confirmed the reason behind Viktor’s words.

After passing through a narrow, dark passage, the surroundings transformed dramatically.

The vast space was filled with various towering waterfalls and jagged rocks of all shapes, resembling another realm.

Above, countless branches intertwined, obscuring something from view.

Dense natural energy, like a vast ocean, poured into the land below.

Following the branches, Vega saw a transparent green heart, crystalline and pulsating in mid-air.

Each beat caused the space to tremble, the deep sound resonating in the ears of both Viktor and the crow.

“We’re here.”

“This is the [Heart of the Yade Sacred Tree].”

Infinite natural energy flowed through the slender branches into the massive heart, providing it with immense power.

Watching the scene unfold, Viktor stood with his hands in his pockets and spoke.

“Everyone believes that the elves’ talents and authority are gifts from the Sacred Tree, including the Sacred Tree’s bestowed surname.”

“Elves naively think that receiving the surname from the Sacred Tree grants them the power associated with that name.”

“Even the most ordinary elf can leap to the pinnacle of talent upon being given the Yade name.”

“They’re wrong.”

The Yade Sacred Tree creates elves with natural energy, and the elves return this energy to the Sacred Tree, creating a continuous cycle.

During this process, the Sacred Tree identifies the most exceptional elf and bestows upon her the title of Queen.

The Queen sacrifices her talents, using her bloodline as a blueprint for the Sacred Tree to create even stronger elves.

When the Queen dies, the Sacred Tree selects a new elf to become the Queen.

In this virtuous cycle, the elves grow increasingly powerful, and the energy the Sacred Tree receives becomes purer and more abundant.

Thus—

“It’s not the Yade surname that makes one the Elf Queen.”

“Rather, before being given the surname—”

“She is the only one who can become the Queen.”

Viktor calmly looked up at the massive heart of the Sacred Tree, its rhythmic beating echoing in the space.

Suddenly, his aura surged, and a terrifying power coursed through his body.

“The Yade Sacred Tree has been nourished for too long. So.”

With his hands still in his pockets, Viktor’s coat began to glow with tri-colored patterns that crept up to his face.

The phantom forms of three enormous beasts emerged behind him, their veins and markings clearly visible.

Thump—thump—

The heart beat faster and faster, as if sensing an imminent danger.

Above the heart, an exceptionally long health bar appeared.

Stretching hundreds of meters, its end was out of sight.

[Yade]

——Lv60

The wind roared, and Viktor’s coat billowed wildly.

A suffocating, oppressive aura erupted.

Staring at the seemingly endless health bar, Viktor’s calm voice resonated coldly.

“That which belongs to my family.”

“It’s time you returned it.”

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