I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 547 - 382: The Azure Serpent

"Hmph!"

Lafa snorted coldly, and his red robe immediately transformed into fresh blood, obscuring his presence from where he had stood.

Chen Lun's slash missed its mark, and it was evident that Lafa was wary of his bizarre ability to turn things to wood upon contact and had no intention of making any contact with him.

The blood reformed into a sphere out of thin air, then burst explosively.

Splash!

The blood rained down on Chen Lun, each drop transforming into a crimson maggot, dense and utterly terrifying...but before they could act, they stiffened into various shapes of "wood carvings," tumbling off his body.

"Interesting."

Lafa's voice floated softly.

He appeared above Chen Lun, fresh blood gushing from the ground, lifting him mid-air.

The Bone Spur Sword came crashing down, colliding with the Silver Sword.

Clang!

Clang, clang, clang!

Bright sparks scattered, but Lafa clearly had Chen Lun under pressure, preventing him from raising his head.

Another sword sliced down with a swoosh, severing Chen Lun's left arm.

But unaffected by pain, he counterattacked, lifting his giant silver sword in an attempt to trade injury for injury by chopping off Lafa's left leg.

But Lafa, not greedy for merit, transformed his body into blood, splitting apart to dodge the blade.

The next second, the blood reformed, as if squeezed by invisible hands, dispersing in a sheet—

Swoosh!

In that instant, Chen Lun, who had just lost his left arm, was now bisected at the waist!

Lafa materialized on one side, his face showing no joy, simply staring indifferently at the "corpse" on the ground, murmuring:

"Stronger than the recovery power of the Flesh Pathway? What exactly is this..."

Hissing...

The Pale Knight's body, like an undying monster, sprouted numerous buds that quickly grew back to his original form, standing up unharmed.

Chen Lun took a long breath, tightening his grip on the Silver Sword.

He felt a bit of trepidation at Lafa's strength, the opponent's endless combat techniques, and indiscernible depth causing immense pressure.

However, currently in the form of the "Pale Serpent," no matter how severe the injury, it could restore to the original state, greatly increasing his margin for error.

"Pale Serpent" was a name he had just come up with, representing the ultimate state of the "Pale Knight" form, once he activated his "Transcendent Woodification."

"Indestructible? Haha..."

Lafa suddenly spoke.

He held the Bone Spur Sword in his right hand and slightly lifted his left, concentrating two orbs of light, one gold and one purple, in his palm.

The orbs suddenly merged, turning into a purple triangular prism that slowly rotated.

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Hum!

Suddenly, one face of the triangular prism fired a finger-thick beam of purple light, warping the air and instantly piercing through Chen Lun's left chest, obliterating his heart.

Yet the terrifying high temperature continued to burn at Chen Lun's wound, the charred area spreading, even his "Hell Resistance" unable to withstand such burning.

'Moonshine...'

Chen Lun blinked to the edge of the "arena," glancing down at his hollow chest.

Numerous buds sprouted, instantly regenerating his heart and wounds.

He knew this was one of Lafa's trademark skills, merging the powers of the Sun and Moon Pathways through His own "Sequence 4 - Sin Eater" ability, a fearsome method developed from it...Chen Lun's own "Deathburn Fire" was inspired by "Moonshine."

Hum!

Another beam of purple laser came surging!

Chen Lun felt his consciousness fading, his thoughts muddled, as he reflexively raised his hand.

A green light emanated from his fingertips!

Boom!

He single-handedly caught Lafa's Moonshine Fire!

A tremendous surge of life force emerged, countering the compressed, scorching beam, and from Chen Lun's hand, rings of age crept forward along the beam!

Crack, crack, crack...

The direct laser, as if a physical object, solidified into wood.

Lafa immediately cut off the power and swiftly retreated.

With a bang, the "Laser Wood" burst into a cloud of wood dust.

The eerie annual rings had almost spread to His hand!

"You've truly surprised me, Jack."

He suddenly exclaimed in admiration.

However, He then shook His head.

"Unfortunately, there are not so many miracles in the Mystic Realm. Since you can employ such terrifying power, the cost must also be high... I don't believe you can keep it up indefinitely, rest assured, there's plenty of time, and we can play slowly."

Chen Lun staggered back a step, nearly falling over.

He felt he was nearly at his limit.

'At most another half minute, no... at most ten seconds.'

Chen Lun instead calmed down, no longer considering when the Speaker would intervene, nor thinking about the end result. At this moment, he just wanted to use this final brief "highlight" to inflict actual damage on Lafa.

Not for anything else, just to avenge Mr. Bales.

And for his hatred towards the Red Apple Church.

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Imperial Royal City.

Bixie Crost.

Inside the Sun Hall, a secret and significant meeting had just been convened.

The attendees were all true dignitaries.

Prince Dazlert of the Sun, Royal Chief Secretary Franco, the highest judge Fiona from the Shelter, three judges from the Imperial Judgement Group, and even the core hierarchy of the Seven Righteous God Churches up to the Pope level had personally appeared.

The meeting was convened due to an important piece of information from Tresor, the Speaker of the "Generous Council" of the recently appointed Righteous God Church, which concerned whether the Red Calamity could be completely eradicated in a short time.

"Twenty-five 'Abomination Fortresses', scattered across the entire Empire, serve as the bases and nodes of the ritual... Just from the standards alone, this ritual is extraordinary,"

said a middle-aged man in military uniform, his shoulders and chest adorned with medals.

He was one of the nine great judges of the Imperial Judgement Group, McCollin.

"What exactly does Louisa want to do? Does she crave a divine miracle to descend? Isn't she afraid that, like in The Fourth Era, it will once again trigger a war of the gods?"

the highest judge Fiona from the Shelter said coldly.

The Louisa she mentioned was the current Pope of the Red Apple Church, and the younger sister of the former Pope, Dolomi Purness.

"In this era, deities remain hidden. If Lady Rose, Your Majesty, could grant a miracle, that would actually be good news... We haven't been able to hear the fierce father's teachings for a long time,"

said an old man from the Sun Church with white hair and beard.

"Pope Tifney, Your Majesty, although ages have changed countless times, the brilliance of the sun eternally shines over Tresor... Please don't worry about that. Right now, what we need to consider is how to destroy the ritual nodes of the Red Apple Church,"

Franco, the Chief Secretary, adjusted his robes, holding an ornate gold-embellished pen, recording the meeting proceedings on parchment.

The elderly Tifney, with a calm expression, didn't respond but glanced at the young man sitting in the main seat.

The prince, clad in a grey-gold striped velveteen robe with a golden crown, watched everyone with a smiling face throughout.

Noticing the Pope's gaze, he coughed twice and slowly said:

"Speaker Tresor left hurriedly after the meeting ended, and there were some things I didn't have time to ask... However, according to him, the Generous Council handles two state cities that have one base fortress and four node fortresses. It seems their pressure is not small..."

Prince Dazlert's words were suggestive.

The attendees, except for the Sun and Moon Churches, were the high ranks of the other four Righteous God Churches who didn't want to engage in the conversation but smiled and listened.

Tifney shook his head in disappointment and smiled faintly.

"I deeply understand the Prince's concerns. Our church, based on Tresor's information, will go all out to eliminate the ritual fortresses in the Flower State and the Insect State."

"The Moon Church responsible for the Lin State will do the same,"

said a nun in a purple hooded robe beside Tifney.

Prince Dazlert nodded, looking towards the Shelter and the Imperial Judgement Group.

"Rest assured, Prince, the Wasteland State is in our hands,"

Fiona and McCollin among others said calmly.

"That's excellent then, but I hope it can be done quickly... My father is quite busy recently, often not even showing his face, probably due to his worries about the Red Calamity. If this matter is settled, then the threat by the Red Apple Church will significantly reduce, and the Empire will quickly return to peace. I believe my father will be very pleased,"

Dazlert said, smiling.

He purposely didn't mention the war to the west, that is, the conflict with the Anlong United Kingdom... because the current situation was not optimistic, with the Empire being strained by both sides, pleasing neither.

The prince then turned and looked at a blonde girl by his side.

She was dressed in a light yellow fluffy chiffon gown, also wearing a crown, though it was a platinum diadem set with diamonds. The girl had been silently attending the meeting, never speaking a word, appearing like an exquisite doll.

"Anna, what do you think?"

The blonde girl's dull, lifeless eyes slowly focused, glanced at Dazlert, then swept over the dignitaries in the hall, and quietly said:

"Brother, you're right,"

"Haha..."

Dazlert nodded happily, seemingly envisioning his father's joyful expression.

Just then, a lady from the Constellation Sect suddenly spoke:

"Prince, based on the anchor points provided by Tresor, I have confirmed through divination... one of the three base fortresses in the Gem State, a Ten Core member of the Red Apple Church's 'Blood Abbey', Lafa, seems to be engaged in combat,"

"Hmm?"

Prince Dazlert raised an eyebrow.

"Tresor acts so swiftly? Can we observe it?"

He was in a good mood, speaking with a hint of anticipation.

However, the lady from the Constellation Sect simply shook her head regretfully and said,

"That... The distance is too great, I might not be able to do it."

Dazlert appeared slightly disappointed, listlessly waving his hand,

"Never mind..."

Just as he was about to declare the meeting over, Tifney, beside him, slowly spoke up:

"Prince, the 'Daylight Obelisk' in Fossil City, Gem State, has been completed, which can be used as an anchor to allow Lady Petlaka to perform the divination again... Constellation adjoins Sun; this is not difficult."

"That's also true, Lady Petlaka, may I ask..."

Dazlert looked expectantly at the silver-robed lady.

She paused for a few seconds, glanced at the white-haired old man, then nodded.

Tifney flicked his finger, and a white glass ball flew into Petlaka's hands; she clasped it in her palm, then closed her eyes.

Countless flickering stars appeared around the silver-robed lady, enveloping the hall in a silver mist, and a blurred image appeared before everyone...

"That is..."

Prince Dazlert leaned forward, intently watching the shimmering image within the stars, looking puzzled.

"A Mid Sequence transcendent?"

The eyes of the audience were filled with surprise, confusion, and indifference.

But sitting beside the prince, Princess Anna, was caught by the attention, staring intently at the Pale Knight in the image, murmuring:

"The guide of fate..."