I became the king of villains in the game

Chapter 612 I Will End This Era
Chen Lun let out a long breath as he looked at the backs of the three suffering ladies.

'This is the first step. '

He secretly thought.

It is not an easy task to plan to kill Emperor Andre.

His Majesty Conrad had warned.

Although the Sun King is not the king of angels, he is extremely good at fighting. At the end of the Fourth Era, Andre became famous through fighting again and again, and in the Fifth Era, he has dominated the mainland for more than 4000 years.

With the S-level monster [Sunshine Spear] in hand, the Sun King's actual combat power is infinitely approaching that of the King of Angels. If you underestimate him, it will be a huge and fatal mistake.

At the same time, as the most important subordinate god under the command of Lie Father, behind the Sun King, there must be other angels hidden... This is the necessary protection given to the Sun King by Lie Father to ensure his own stability.

Chen Lun firmly remembered Conrad's warning.

Without this information, he might make some low-level mistakes, but now he knows very well that only by going all out can he have a chance to kill Emperor Andrei, and use this to threaten his father. Even the whole world won a glimmer of life.

He divided his plan into three steps.

The first step is particularly important, and that is to seek allies.

Chen Lun was able to defeat powerful enemies and overcome difficulties many times, relying on shaking people... He never felt that this was a shameful thing.

If a person is strong enough, perhaps this is not needed.

But when you are weak, this will be a very useful method.

Although Chen Lun's ultimate combat strength at this stage has reached the angel level, the enemy he will face next is difficult to win by personal force.

Cooperation and alliance became necessary.

Whoosh!
After stepping into the bronze gate, Chen Lun's figure disappeared in a flash, and he teleported directly to the bottom of the dark world.

This piece of land that was originally extremely dark has already changed drastically.

The sky was full of cracks, and even opened a big mouth, and bright and dazzling beams of light fell from it, illuminating the entire field of vision.

The three layers of space shattered by the war of gods have merged, and are gradually changing to the appearance of the shallow layer of the spirit world, becoming brighter, more thorough, and closer to the outline of the present world.

Scorching Sun was still holding the broken sword, and sat on the ground in the middle.

Beside him, the former Pope of the Sun, Martin Gustus, has been waiting, holding the [Awakening Truth] and praying in a low voice.

With the arrival of Chen Lun, Martin stopped chanting.

He turned around, with a surprised expression under his white wide-brimmed hat.

"Your Majesty Jack."

Martin greeted and said in a deep voice:
"Your deeds, even at the end of the darkness, I have heard..."

He shook his head and sighed.

"Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you know the truth... Once again, the father used his mighty power to tamper with the world's perception. The empire's encirclement and suppression is really inappropriate. I have no sympathy for the Church of the Sun's fate."

Chen Lun was silent for a while.

"When will the scorching sun wake up?"

"I don't know for now."

Martin shook his head.

"If the scorching sun wakes up, Madam Martin please let me know."

"of course."

Chen Lun asked, but he was disappointed in his heart.

He looked at A Nuo who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and finally turned and left.

Not long after Chen Lun left.

The scorching sun opened his eyes.

He actually woke up a long time ago, but he just didn't want to face this friend.

"Lord, Emperor Andrei once exiled you, and now he is willing to sacrifice hundreds of millions of mortals in the empire to stabilize his martyr... Why don't you help Jack Speight be crowned?"

Martin Gustus hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice.

Arno stood up slowly, looking up at the beam of light in the sky.

"I used to hate him too, but it wasn't because of exile, but because of differences in ideas and beliefs... I can see the misery of this world, and he is still so devout, but he has never loved the so-called people. "

He shook his head, disappointed.

"But no matter what, he is my father... It is impossible for me to help Jack kill his father."

Martin Gustus lowered his head and sighed softly.

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Limbang Privet City, the hometown of Saint Ai.

A remote low-rent area.

In the dilapidated and dirty room on the second floor, an old man with gray hair was lying on the bed, his wrinkled face showed pain and reluctance.

"Father, Brother Dagen has collected enough money to buy medicine from Dr. Lollard. If you bear with it, you will recover soon..."

The young woman sat on the head of the bed, squeezed out a smile and comforted her.

Her hair was dry and yellow, a little messy, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Don't waste your money, Kesha... In the biscuit jar behind the kitchen table, there is still thirty silver counts and eighty copper croiss hidden in it. It is reserved for you. Find a man to marry, and you can use the money to buy something Possessions."

The old man was so angry that he spoke with difficulty.

The daughter leaned against his mouth and burst into tears after hearing it.

"Cough! Cough!!"

Suddenly, the old man coughed violently, his eyes were rounded, and blood came out of his mouth.

"Father!"

The woman screamed, stood up quickly, and wiped the blood spat out by the old man with a towel. Then she realized that this was not the way to go, and ran outside in panic, shouting for help.

The old man twitched alone in the room, wailing in pain.

Suddenly, the old man noticed something and looked aside.

A long-haired man in a khaki cloak sat on the chair by the bed at some point, looking at him with pity.

"God... Angel..."

The old man murmured.

He has been fascinated by his ears and eyes since he was a child, and he firmly believes that there is an angel living in the land of Saint Ai, and he will take all the dead to Paradise.

"That was your daughter just now?"

Sid laughed.

For some reason, the old man suddenly found that his pain disappeared, and he could speak smoothly... He smiled gratefully at the man, and said in relief:
"Yes, Lord Angel, that is my daughter, Kesha."

"Very lively little guy."

Sid picked up an apple on the table, peeled off the skin and rotten parts with a knife, and handed it to the old man.

"Don't worry about her, she will live well... eat, I will take you away after eating."

"Thank you."

The old man nodded gratefully.

He slowly gnawed at the apple, savoring the delicacy of the last moment of his life.

After eating, I looked around again, as if I wanted to keep this poor but warm home in my mind.

Not long after, the old man got up from the hospital bed and followed Sid out of the room.

He finally stopped at the door, looked back, and saw his body still lying on the bed, with a serene smile on his face.

After a while.

Sid stood alone in the downstairs of the low-rent housing. A woman's wailing came from the second floor, but he looked calm.

"That old guy is tainted."

Sid spoke softly.

"So you annihilated his spirituality and prevented the out-of-control mutation?"

Beside him, at some point, a gentleman in black hat appeared, holding an ivory white cane and looking up at the low-rent building together with him.

Sid nodded.

"I like this place, so I will try my best to let these dying mortals leave without pain, and lead their spirituality to the kingdom of God."

half an hour.

Chen Lun said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty Sid, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"I won't do it, Jack."

Sid said lightly.

With his hands behind his back, he quietly watched the woman on the second floor, and with the support of a slightly older man, he left lonely.

"This is a conflict between you, Emperor Andre, and even the martyr's father. I don't want to get involved in it... Although I sympathize with these ordinary people, my ability is limited. At most, I can only take care of the hometown of Saint Ai."

Chen Lun's heart sank.

He opened his mouth, intending to fight for it again, but Sid turned to look at him, as if he had guessed what he was going to say.

"I don't care about the god position at all, and I don't believe that you can kill Niweng in the future, so let's let this matter go, don't talk about it anymore."

Seeing this, Chen Lun stopped talking.

He took off his hat, saluted the old guest slowly, then took a step and disappeared in place.

After he left, Sid took out an unfinished history book with a quill in his hand, but he didn't write for a long time.

After a while, he shook his head.

"Will the King of Cangyi be able to complete the great cause that even Duke Huan failed to accomplish..."

Sid was silent for a moment, and finally put away the history book.

"Maybe you can try to trust Him once."

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"Sorry Jack, I can't help you for the time being... The last oracle left by Duke Huan is to let me strictly keep the seal of the Eternal Sleeper. I can feel that Duke Huan pays more attention to the Eternal Sleeper than other true gods. In order to ensure the stability of the seal, I cannot leave the Far East."

Chen Lun stood under the sacred tree and raised his head.

The illusory but eye-catching golden branches cover the sky and the sun, creating a magnificent sight.

In my mind, the message from Oscar's crown echoed.

Except for the three painful ladies, the rescue plan encountered setbacks, and he couldn't help but secretly sighed.

'The first step is crucial, but more difficult than expected. '

Suddenly, he felt his shoulders sink.

Turning his head to look, he found a white cat with golden antlers standing on his shoulder, looking at him quietly with a pair of amber cat eyes.

"Don't worry, I will help you."

The white cat spoke slowly, lazily.

Chen Lun was startled, and then smiled.

The originally depressed mood also eased somewhat.

"Thank you, Maggie."

The cat god waved his paws, as if he didn't care.

Afterwards, Maggie jumped off his shoulders and lay down under the sacred tree, ready to sleep.

At this time, another letter with wings flew from the sky... Chen Lun recognized that it was a high-ranking magic called "Weather Faith".

The envelope fell straight into his hand, and the fluttering wings turned into phantoms and dissipated, leaving only a breeze blowing on his face.

Puzzled flashed in Chen Lun's eyes.

He opened the letter, browsed it for a while, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

This is a letter sent from the Meteor Tower, and the person who wrote it is none other than Master Carmen's teacher, Ms. Frederick.

The letter is concise and the core meaning is one sentence:

"Your plan, I will help you."

In the end, Ms. Frederick made it clear that this is an oracle from Mr. Jingyao, the true god of magic!

Chen Lun was surprised.

He turned his head to look at the white cat, and suddenly realized that the reason why Maggie Mian offered to help him was probably because of the meaning of Miss Nature's True Sacred Tree.

The true god of the path of sorrow and joy has been silently watching him!
Chen Lun took a deep breath.

Benedict!
He tapped the lawn lightly with his white cane.

boom -

Under the golden sacred tree, a white throne rose from the ground.

Chen Lun climbed up the stairs facing the wind, and finally sat on the throne.

His calm eyes overlooked the entire old spirit world, and he spoke slowly:
"Lord of the spirit world and fairyland, Jack Speight hereby announces that this era will end with me!"

all of a sudden.

Countless creatures from the old spirit world heard this peaceful oracle.

Whoa!
The dark descendants of the Nameless City stopped their work one after another, and rushed to the streets and squares excitedly.

The cat residents of Kazite, the cat town, under the leadership of the high priest Daye, flocked to the bottom of the White Tower.

The circus cadres gathered on the White Tower.

Everyone looked in the direction of Tianyuan in unison, worshiped the holy tree and the white throne, and sang the honorable name of the King of Cang Yi loudly...

(End of this chapter)