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

The moment the words fell, Guledon opened its abyssal maw filled with razor-sharp teeth.

Its head tilted back, gazing at the sky as it let out a furious roar.

Yet under that deafening roar, the Yade Sacred Tree did not cower.

Around its heart, vines began to writhe and rise slowly.

The thorns on those vines spun relentlessly, reaching such a high speed that they formed afterimages, spinning wildly.

Like dozens of sharp, flexible drills, they surged toward Guledon’s eyes, blotting out the sky.

The gaping maws on the vines aimed to bite deeply into Guledon’s body.

Such an attack would undoubtedly be effective against ordinary foes.

But unfortunately, the opponent it faced was no ordinary enemy.

It was the Calamity of Fire, the purest embodiment of fire energy in this world.

Sensing the impending danger, Guledon didn’t even bother to evade.

It was as though its arrogance had reached its peak, allowing the vines to approach unimpeded.

Just as the maws were about to sink into its body—

Boom—!!!

Terrifying magma erupted from Guledon’s body, accompanied by towering pillars of fire that shot skyward. Golden molten lava poured over its entire form.

The armor of molten rock became even more dazzling, glowing with a golden radiance, as layer upon layer of intricate patterns adorned its body.

In that instant, it seemed as though countless ferocious beasts had emerged from Guledon’s body, their terrifying presence erupting outward.

The sheer pressure was overwhelming, as though it sought to burn everything around it to ashes.

[Lava Stance]

When a world boss enters its second phase, even gods would struggle to intervene.

The vines pierced through the distorted waves of heat, heading straight for Guledon’s face.

At this moment, they finally made contact with Guledon’s body.

They embedded themselves into the molten surface of the Calamity of Fire, and green energy began to flow through the vines.

But almost instantly upon contact, the vines recoiled violently.

The maws at their tips were ignited with inextinguishable flames, which traveled along the vines, relentlessly burning toward the heart of the Yade Sacred Tree.

As magma and vines intertwined, it was the magma that emerged victorious.

The maws of the vines gathered their remaining green energy and spat it out in a concentrated burst.

Guledon’s body shuddered as it raised one massive foot and brought it down with a thunderous crash.

In an instant, the ground quaked, and a massive wall of molten lava erupted from the earth, rising like a towering barrier to block the green energy.

The moment the two forces collided, a deafening explosion echoed across the battlefield, shattering the massive lava wall into fragments.

The blinding green light dissipated, revealing Guledon completely unscathed.

The Calamity of Fire slowly raised its magma-covered arm, which radiated an unbearable heat as it hovered in the air before slamming down.

The air twisted under the intense heat, and two fiery blades, carrying waves of flame, slashed toward the heart of the sacred tree.

The vines intertwined, forming an enormous green shield in front of the heart to resist the fiery blades' assault.

Boom!

The scorching heat and crimson light exploded outward, sending a wave of searing energy crashing against the heart.

The green shield was forcibly melted, leaving a conspicuous hole in its surface.

The massive heart throbbed violently, convulsing as it took damage.

It was wounded.

Watching the health bar of the enormous heart drop slightly, Viktor shook his head.

He wasn’t disdainful; his voice was calm as he spoke the harsh truth.

“I once defeated an opponent similar to you, but many times stronger.”

“Also born of nature, yet you are far inferior.”

Clearly, the level 60, sixth-tier boss, the Yade Sacred Tree, couldn’t compare to the Wood Calamity—Druja—that Viktor had once faced.

“But then again,” Viktor suddenly chuckled softly.

This time, his laughter carried a hint of contempt toward the sacred tree.

“The power you’ve gained from nature’s children…”

“How could it ever compare to nature itself?”

Hearing Viktor’s words, the heart seemed to understand something. The vines in the sky ceased their movements.

Finally, it began to beat strongly once more.

Thump—Thump—

Like a great drum, it pounded rhythmically, never stopping.

It seemed to be performing some intricate and mysterious ritual.

Dense natural energy was summoned, converging from all directions toward the heart of the sacred tree.

Viktor merely watched silently as it strengthened itself, his hands in his pockets.

“Still trying to resist, are you?”

“In that case…”

He extended one hand and snapped his fingers.

Guledon began to move.

It was as if the entire surrounding area had transformed into the interior of a volcano. The space was coated in magma, and the ground trembled violently.

Chunks of molten rock began to fall from Guledon’s body, landing on the ground and sending up sprays of fiery sparks.

The temperature soared rapidly, carrying an aura of destruction that sought to consume everything.

Under this terrifying presence, only one man’s voice echoed clearly through the space.

“End it, Guledon.”

Roar—!!!

A deafening roar erupted as natural energy surged from the ground and the interior of the sacred tree!

Blinding pillars of fire illuminated everything!

Scorching heat swept across, engulfing all in its path!

…

Outside the sacred tree, flames and molten lava spewed forth, spilling onto the solid earth below.

The raging winds rekindled the flames, which continued to burn the sacred tree.

The praying elves watched as the sacred tree writhed in endless agony, their hearts burning with anxiety.

Vinia bit her lip, her expression filled with humiliation as she turned to Cocotte:

“Cocotte Yade, you are also a member of the elven race.”

“Why are you standing by and watching the Yade Sacred Tree be destroyed?”

Cocotte looked at Vinia calmly and replied indifferently:

“Destroyed? No, certainly not.”

“This is merely to allow us, the elves, and the sacred tree to be reborn.”

She raised her head, her gaze sweeping over the elves below.

They were still praying, clinging to the faint hope that their prayers might bring salvation.

Their hands clenched tightly, as if holding onto fleeting hope.

They prayed fervently, unwilling to rise and fight back, unwilling to resist.

Vinia couldn’t comprehend Cocotte’s reasoning.

She wanted to argue, to refute Cocotte’s words.

But then, the entire Yade Sacred Tree began to glow with a strange light.

The elves’ gazes were drawn to it completely.

It was as if they had received some mysterious call, their eyes filled with an eerie fervor.

One by one, the elves stood upright, and a voice emerged from among them:

“The sacred tree is in danger. The sacred tree needs us!”

As those words spread, all the elves seemed to awaken completely, their eyes burning with fanaticism.

“The sacred tree needs us! The sacred tree needs us!”

The chant echoed in every elf’s ears.

Vinia remained one of the few elves who stayed clear-headed.

The sacred tree’s movements didn’t captivate her, nor did the words of her kin sway her.

She looked around in shock at the fanatical elves:

“You… What is happening to you all?”

Cocotte crossed her arms and said:

“Still don’t understand, Vinia?”

“As the high priestess tasked with protecting the sacred tree for generations, have you never truly understood what the Yade Sacred Tree is?”

As she spoke, Cocotte raised her arm.

In her palm, a faint glow of natural energy drifted toward the interior of the sacred tree.

It was being forcibly absorbed by the Yade Sacred Tree.

Cocotte clenched her fist, severing the connection between the natural energy and the sacred tree.

“I can control this power freely, but can you?”

At that moment, Vinia looked down at her own palm.

There, too, a faint green glow was seeping through the crimson flames, drifting toward the sacred tree.

And she couldn’t stop the energy from leaving her body.

She turned to her kin and saw the same faint glow emanating from their bodies, flowing steadily toward the sacred tree.

Seeing this, Vinia felt her faith begin to crumble.

The Yade Sacred Tree was forcibly extracting their energy?

Elves, born of nature, were inherently pure energy.

And if that energy were completely drained…

“You can imagine the consequences, can’t you?” Cocotte said with a hint of pity as she looked at Vinia and the other elves.

Vinia turned back, reaching out as if to stop the elves from approaching the sacred tree.

“No! Stop…”

These fools—what were they doing?

Were they so eager to throw their lives away?

But their suicidal resolve couldn’t be stopped. From the beginning, the elves had been taught that the sacred tree was above all else.

They didn’t even realize their actions were leading to their deaths.

All they knew was that, in this moment, the sacred tree needed them.

They naively believed that saving the sacred tree would restore their lives to normal.

Under the sacred tree’s protection, the elves had long lost any sense of crisis or independent thought.

They even ignored the orders of Vinia, their high priestess, and insisted on moving toward the sacred tree.

In Vinia’s despairing gaze—

Bang!

A loud gunshot suddenly rang out.

Countless elves were drawn to the sound, their fanaticism fading slightly, their eyes regaining some clarity.

Beneath the sacred tree, Leon raised one arm, holding a black pistol.

The pitch-black barrel was aimed skyward, with white smoke curling from its muzzle.

In the next moment, that dark barrel turned to face the elves.

Leon’s emerald green eyes were devoid of emotion as he stared at them.

A cold voice rang out:

“Take one more step forward…”

“And this thing will be aimed at you.”

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