The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick Chapter 304: A Succubus Is Indeed Slightly Better Than a Pri

Cocotte lay amidst the swirling white mist, resting on a wispy cloud that had been summoned beneath her, drifting aimlessly through this ethereal space.

A massive moon hung high in the night sky, yet its presence did little to illuminate the pitch-black expanse of stars.

Where the pale mist t the dark heavens, faint blue runes rippled through the air like waves on a mystic sea.

These arcane patterns continued their dance even through the thick fog, as if performing an intricate ballet around Cocotte.

Gazing upon this otherworldly scene, a seed of unease took root in Cocotte's heart.

This was, after all, her first ti here - so discomfort was only natural.

The Deep Library was known to ensnare the weak-willed with hallucinations, driving them to madness. So unfortunate souls would fall prey to the seductive lodies born from the dense magical energies, remaining trapped here for eternity.

However, as a fifth-tier mage, Cocotte was beyond such simple magical deceptions.

Her concern lay elsewhere - with Henie.

Everything within the Deep Library seed to follow its own chaotic logic, like an ever-shifting maze of endless layers.

Cocotte drifted back and forth on her cloud, searching desperately for what felt like hours, but found no trace of Henie.

Only the perpetually morphing scenery surrounded her, shrouded in that treacherous mist that left one completely defenseless.

"Hmm? What's this..."

Cocotte rubbed her eyes, noticing subtle changes in the library before her.

At so point, cracks had appeared in the black sky where it rged with the white mist, while the hazy fog beneath her feet began a gradual transformation.

Whoosh—

The white mist receded as if responding to Cocotte's silent wish.

It parted like a curtain, automatically clearing a path forward through the fog.

The clouds drew back on either side, leaving a single route stretching into the distance.

Cocotte wasted no ti, urging her cloud mount to greater speed.

After what seed like an eternity of climbing, passing three mountain peaks, she finally spotted a familiar figure on a vast plain.

Henie lay beneath the star-studded sky, the celestial lights seeming to drape her in a gown of pure radiance.

Streams of magical energy circled her like orbiting stars, creating a srizing display.

A gentle breeze carried silvery grass blades past, completing the dreamlike tableau.

Cocotte shook her head, trying to clear the enchantnt from her mind.

She guided her cloud closer to Henie's position.

As the distance closed, details beca clearer.

Henie was bent over an enormous to, a quill dancing swiftly across its pages.

"He—"

"He—" The words died in her throat, sealed by so mysterious force.

Try as she might, not a sound erged.

In her mounting anxiety at being silenced, she heard only a distant, ethereal voice:

"Shh~"

Cocotte searched frantically, but saw no one.

Perhaps the library itself had silenced her, fearing any disruption to Henie's work.

She could only watch and wait.

Suddenly, her eyes widened in amazent.

Countless arcane runes had materialized around Henie, floating above the misty clouds, forming an intricate sphere of magical script.

With each stroke of her quill, new runes blood into existence around her.

Though the symbols seed tantalizingly familiar, closer study revealed them to be fundantally altered - impossible to combine into any known spell.

What could Henie be attempting?

Cocotte observed in fascinated silence, studying her companion's intense concentration.

Finally, Henie appeared to complete her runic transcription.

She stretched languidly, looking up by chance to spot Cocotte.

"Senior Cocotte?"

Cocotte found her voice had returned and quickly asked:

"Henie, what exactly are you doing?"

Henie patted the massive to, explaining with obvious excitent:

"As you can see, I've extracted all the fourth-tier spells recorded in the Magic Library. I'm identifying runes with similar properties and experinting with new arrangents and combinations."

Cocotte listened in growing bewildernt.

She could comprehend these runes in their original fourth-tier spell formations.

But separated and recombined like this...

Her understanding failed completely.

No wonder - though the runes seed achingly familiar, their new configurations defied conventional magical theory.

"Can you actually understand these yourself?" she asked.

Henie shook her head.

"Not yet. That's why I keep trying different combinations."

"Trying?"

Henie lifted the enormous to and opened it wide.

From tens of thousands of recorded runes, she selected several dozen of the most cryptic, touching them lightly with her finger.

The chosen runes materialized in the air, orbiting the book and their creator.

The surrounding magical patterns began to shift and flow, spontaneously forming a complex array.

Suddenly, cracks appeared in the floating runes, spreading like fractures in glass.

Raw magical power exploded outward as the runes shattered, a blade of pure light slicing through reality itself.

The released energy expanded in a devastating wave, detonating like magical fireworks that shook the very foundations of space.

The display was magnificent and terrifying - waves of force rippling outward in crystalline patterns that seed to fold space itself.

The intensity nearly blinded Cocotte, the brilliant light searing her vision.

Even her heart seed to resonate painfully with the waves of power.

"This spell has little actual power - I've only extracted the 'light' elents," Henie explained.

"But if I do this..."

She waved her hand, and the runes in the array began to shift again.

This ti, the magical energy began to rapidly concentrate, compress, distort, and vibrate.

BOOM!

A violent explosion rocked the space, its terrifying force sending shockwaves into the black sky above.

The blast warped space itself, creating patterns like countless flower petals forcibly rged into the fabric of reality.

Transparent petal-like patterns fully manifested, folding everything in their wake.

The sheer magical pressure made Cocotte tremble in awe.

Her very bones seed to vibrate as the thunderous explosion assaulted her eardrums in endless waves.

"Using this thod, I can discard the non-essential parts of many spells to cast them more efficiently," Henie explained.

"This was inspired by Professor Viktor's non-incantation magic."

Cocotte could barely hear through the ringing in her ears. It took a mont for her mind to process what Henie had said.

Wait... was this really what Viktor's inspiration led to?

At least Viktor's magic had so logical basis, but this...

Directly breaking down spells and recombining them?

While not quite as difficult as creating entirely new spells, this was still absolutely insane.

Cocotte felt dizzy and slightly breathless.

For the first ti, she truly understood what it ant to witness a genius at work.

But even greater shocks were yet to co.

Henie's voice rang out:

"But if I could utilize all tens of thousands of runes..."

With steady determination, Henie raised the massive glowing to.

The pages turned rhythmically under her control, and thousands upon thousands of runes she had ticulously recorded sprang to life from her notes.

This book contained nearly every fourth-tier rune in the Magic Library.

Henie's eyes sparkled as she gazed at the to in her hands.

The runes seed to co alive, peeling themselves from the pages.

Under Cocotte's stunned gaze, they floated up toward the heavens like ascending stars.

The runes began to automatically coalesce, their powerful magical signatures igniting with brilliant light.

"[Radiance]."

So runes combined, light beginning to surge and grow increasingly brilliant.

"[Nebula]"

"[Several Days]"

"[Heavy Darkness]"

"[Rebellion]"

"[Love of Freedom]"

"[Oath of the Rhinoceros Beetle]"

"[Fate's Path]"

"[Humid Night Light]"

"[Eight Thousand Phantom Lives]"

With each spell Henie nad, the tens of thousands of runes frantically rged together.

The black sky vanished completely, replaced by the chaotic fusion of runes as ten magical arrays spun in concert.

The cryptic runes now seed like seeds of creation itself.

They pulsed with vibrant life force, as if spring had returned to reawaken the world.

The massive magical construct reflected in both Cocotte and Henie's eyes, shimring beneath the brilliant moon.

How was Henie capable of such a feat?

As if answering the unspoken question, Henie whispered:

"When I first entered, a voice kept telling ..."

"Only when I discovered the mysteries of these spells, when I uncovered the magic hidden in this dinsion..."

"Would it let leave."

Ti flowed differently in the Deep Library compared to the outside world, as Cocotte had heard from Heim Horn.

While perhaps only fifteen minutes had passed outside since Henie entered the Deep Library, she may have spent weeks here.

"Before you found , I had repeated this process countless tis."

Endlessly breaking down and recombining, searching for the perfect combination.

Until that final success.

Cocotte dared not imagine - for a normal third-tier mage, such an overwhelming workload would surely drive them to madness.

But not Henie.

Maintaining her fascination with order and patterns, Henie had persisted in breaking down and recombining every fourth-tier spell in the library.

Pursuing her own version of order and understanding of the world.

Unlike war magic, which required stacking different arrays to achieve resonant frequency and release amplified power...

Henie's magic involved breaking down countless arrays, extracting runes with similar elents, and recombining them into entirely new spells.

The brilliant world seed to be shrouded in a gossar veil.

The ten runic arrays rged completely, as if reborn from the ashes.

Tens of thousands of runes danced and flowed together, transforming into a celestial scroll that unfurled across the heavens.

[Fifth-tier Magic: Universal Scroll Sunken in Chaos]

Yet beneath the rainbow-woven starlight, only Henie and Cocotte remained, seemingly entranced by the magnificent display.

But under the scattered radiant starlight, neither Henie nor Cocotte noticed.

The sky opened its eyes once more, the moon shifting slightly as if looking down at Henie.

"For a third-tier mage to achieve this level... no wonder the library was drawn to her..."

"Aubrey, it seems your Eternal Furnace is about to lose its advantage."

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