I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 254 - 189: Executioner Squad (2-in-1)_2
Chapter 254: Chapter 189: Executioner Squad (2-in-1)_2
The environment had already been temporarily transformed into night by the Dark Knight’s Supernatural Power, and using this Mysterious Object might trap him in a terrible situation.
But Aesop couldn’t care less now.
“I must quickly use this Mysterious Object to control Bales and then lead the team away!”
Aesop clenched his teeth and activated the lightbulb.
Buzz!
The blinding light suddenly appeared, illuminating the darkness around them.
To Aesop’s horror, he saw that not far from him on the ground lay three decapitated bodies!
Those three familiar team members, their faces still wore the fear of their final moments.
The Dark Knight rested his hand on the hilt of his sword and turned to stare at him silently.
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“Such a nauseating light.”
A cold voice came from within the wolf helmet.
“Bales! I will kill you! Definitely!”
Aesop was burning with rage. He controlled the lightbulb to focus the beam on the Dark Knight.
Crack!
A spotlight landed just a meter around Bales, making him momentarily the main character on a stage shrouded in darkness.
The Dark Knight let out a light ‘huh’ and drew his black sword to strike.
Hum!
It was as if an invisible barrier blocked the tip of his sword.
“Heh… what do you plan to do now?”
Seeing this, the Dark Knight was not anxious. Instead, he casually plunged the black sword into the ground.
“Trap me with this beam of light, and then what? How are you going to kill me?”
Aesop calmed down, but his eyes remained bloodshot, filled with blood vessels.
This middle-aged man walked a few steps forward, stood just meters away from the Dark Knight, and stared him down.
He reached into his pocket again and pulled out a small black glass sphere.
“This Supernatural Bomb, forged by the Supernatural Workshop, a small piece like this is enough to destroy both you and me…”
Aesop cracked a smile.
“All the team members are dead; what’s the point of me going back alive?
You’re right, Bales, we all will be buried here… but that includes you!
Although the mission this time failed, taking you down, a Grade-A fugitive, counts as my final service to the Empire!”
Aesop was about to squeeze and shatter the glass sphere with two fingers.
Just then.
A strand of twisted light, thin as a hair, swept across rapidly, like a million flashes.
His movement then stalled.
Aesop’s mouth opened slightly, but he couldn’t speak.
The next second, his body shattered into countless pieces and collapsed like building blocks, the glass sphere falling only to be gently caught by the Dark Knight’s palm.
The wolf helmet tilted slightly, looked down at the body on the ground, and shook its head.
The light strand made several turns in the air and finally landed in the hand of the Dark Knight, turning into a pale yellow orchid.
“Thank you, Youlan, my love.”
The Dark Knight placed the flower in front of his helmet, as if smelling it, as if kissing it.
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Jack’s Manor.
First-floor main hall kitchen.
Chen Lun stood next to Floey, quietly watching as she poured cubed pork into the pot.
“Is that how it’s done?”
Floey asked curiously.
“Hmm… that should be right, now throw the spices in, stew it for forty minutes until the sauce thickens up, and it should be just about ready.”
Chen Lun slowly guided Floey, replicating a dish he had long missed from his world—Braised Pork.
Floey put on the lid and turned around.
“Really, like you said, pairing it with rice, it will be… delicious?”
“Of course!”
Chen Lun chuckled, his original words had been, it will be mind-blowingly delicious… but Floey might not understand that, so he simply paraphrased.
“Good food requires patiently waiting… come over here, let me show you a magic trick.”
Chen Lun pulled her and turned to the living room.
In Floey’s puzzled expression, he had her sit on the sofa.
“Magic trick?”
Floey asked.
“Yes! Magic.”
Chen Lun thought about the next Sequence he was about to promote to, the “Magician”, so he planned to get a head start.
He coughed once, preparing to pull out a deck of playing cards.
“But I can’t see.”
Floey tilted her head.
“What kind of magic trick are you planning to perform for a blind girl?”
…
Chen Lun was taken aback, then sighed.
Floey sensed his emotion and covered her mouth, chuckling softly.
“Let me show you a magic trick instead.”
She said.
“Hmm?”
Chen Lun looked confused.
“This magic trick, let’s call it ‘Control Heartbeat’…”
Floey leaned in slightly, her face close to Chen Lun’s.
She gently placed her hand on Chen Lun’s chest.
“You see, your heartbeat has quickened.”
Chen Lun’s breath hitched.
He suddenly remembered what Floey said last time she was drunk—
“You didn’t lie to me, my wishes really did come true, because I finally heard your heartbeat…”
In a barely audible voice before she fell asleep, she added:
“As fast as mine.”
Chen Lun was silent for a moment.
Then he gently grasped her hand, a move that made Floey shiver slightly.
“Floey…”
He began.
Floey pursed her lips.
Just then, right above their heads, a light blue crack appeared out of nowhere, and a frog’s head came peering down.
Coincidentally blocking between the two.
Croak!
Chen Lun’s pupils shrank, and he raised his hand to punch.
Croak!!
The frog head, seemingly frightened by Chen Lun’s murderous aura, croaked even louder.
Chen Lun then realized that the creature was a Spiritual Realm Messenger from the Silver Dragon Trade Association, that so-called “Deceptive Doll” named Qiong.
