The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick Chapter 305: NTR Against the Goddess of Justice (4K Ultra HD

Heim Horn stared grimly at the shattered Twilight Void. Leading a group of mages, he stepped onto the fractured floating rocks, manipulating illusions that flashed across the sky. As countless phantom images landed on the rocks, he rged with one, instantly exchanging positions.

The mages followed closely behind, their various magical forces stirring beneath them - sand flying, flas flickering, water swirling. They advanced with equally swift paces onto these floating islands.

Looking around, they saw that the once chaotic scene had been completely cleansed by endless purifying forces, leaving no trace of its original appearance. The group continued traversing toward the floating rocks below the Twilight Void.

The deeper they descended, the more intense the heat beca. The rocks beneath their feet changed from warm to scorching, with huge cracks appearing due to the extre temperature. The air began to boil, making Heim Horn feel as if his blood would evaporate.

Like an active volcano, angry magma surged below. Though many mages still followed despite the harsh environnt, fewer could keep up as they ventured deeper. The winds grew increasingly violent, even pushing back against Heim's planted feet. Even with magical protection, it was difficult to resist the terrifying heat and storms.

Channeling more power, he led the remaining mages downward until a massive floating rock appeared before them, glowing red-hot. Steadying himself against the disorienting heat, Heim surveyed the open plain before him. Sothing told him Viktor was here.

He flew up onto the rock and looked around. The black-coated figure was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he found a stocky dwarf working at a massive assembled forge.

It was Ryan Kent.

Bare-chested, Ryan gripped red-hot steel with tongs in one hand and a heavy hamr in the other, repeatedly striking the anvil. The rhythmic BANG! BANG! BANG! of tal on tal echoed through the shattered air.

Blue flas spilled from the formation array below, climbing up his white beard like an angry beast. His muscular form was drenched in sweat as he hamred the glowing tal, each strike sending sparks flying. The hellish forge before him belched crimson flas and thick smoke, its light casting his skin in red and instantly evaporating his sweat.

The assembled mages fell silent in awe. None present were unfamiliar with Ryan Kent's reputation as the most renowned dwarven forge master and magical craftsman. Few had ever witnessed him at work.

Legend said he carried an eternal forge lit by mountain fire and wielded a hamr forged from a deity's horn. With these legendary tools and his unmatched skill, he could craft masterpieces from the simplest materials anywhere.

Now they saw him in person, standing resolute amid scorching magma and raging storms. Like an unyielding figure between heaven and earth, his roaring hamr poured out his determination with each strike.

Though his combat ability might not match most council mbers, he was undoubtedly the most revered forge master - [The Unyielding Blue Fla Forge] Ryan Kent.

Heim Horn watched in silence as Ryan focused entirely on his work, repeatedly striking the volcanic rock-iron as it sparked and flowed. He worked fragnts of chaos dragon scales into the tal with each thunderous blow that shook the very space around them.

Then Ryan retrieved storm-infused steel from the forge, securing it to the anvil. The assembled mages had never seen such material, but Ryan remained focused solely on his craft, as he always did when forging.

Suddenly, a cold clear voice spoke: "Are you here to ask about the Goddess of Justice?"

Heim whirled to find Viktor standing beside him, hands in pockets and his signature crow perched on his shoulder. His coat flickered with strange patterns - sotis fla-red, sotis cloud-white.

As Ryan's hamring continued to echo, Viktor stated simply: "I summoned the goddess."

Montarily stunned, Heim finally gathered his thoughts: "Viktor, do you understand what impact this will have on our council?"

The goddess's appearance would naturally create ties to the council. Even their own mages now thought they'd beco her church. The world would draw the sa conclusion.

This destroyed the Archmage's original purpose in opposing her extre and rigid justice. He had stolen her divine power specifically to weaken her influence on human society, establishing the council to forge a different path of justice - one that contradicted her absolutist views.

Yet Viktor's actions had magnified her influence. Now who could say if new council mbers pursued their justice or hers?

"I know," Viktor replied calmly.

Heim was speechless, his mind whirling in confusion. If Viktor understood this, why would he do it?

Then Viktor made a seemingly unrelated statent: "Heim, you should know - I have a fiancée."

Before Heim could process this, the ground began to crack. Terrifying heat burst upward as magma surged through the widening fissures. A massive crimson claw erged, carrying glowing rocks as it rose.

[Scorching Earth]

The mages stared at Viktor, minds blank - whether from the overwhelming heat or the desperate situation as the giant beast appeared, though it showed them no malice.

Yet Ryan Kent remained focused on his forge, hamr falling in steady rhythm. The beast's presence only seed to intensify the forge's flas as Ryan's sweat-drenched form continued his work, fire reflecting in his deep eyes.

The heat shattered nearby rocks as pillars of fla pierced the sky. Simultaneously, huge black forms began rolling through the gathering storm clouds above. Wind eyes ford in the azure sky as heavenly light poured down. A dragon rolled through the clouds, its passage making the air tremble.

[Storm's Choice]

The forge flas raged like a caged dragon as gale-force winds rose. Under the dual assault of heat and storm, the steel glowed even brighter as Ryan shaped the legendary materials with tireless strikes.

Then Viktor produced a black-covered scale - the one he'd taken from the library. As Heim's eyes widened, Viktor asked: "Why can't our council be the orthodoxy of the Goddess of Justice?"

"The goddess's justice and ours are different," Heim argued. "You should know-"

"Then why can't the Mage Council's justice change her doctrine?"

Viktor placed the scale beside Ryan's forge. Whether from seeing this act or hearing those words, Heim fell silent in shock.

Ryan looked at the scale and closed his eyes, taking a steadying breath. From his pouch he produced a bottle of deep red dragon blood. After examining it briefly, he poured it directly over the scale.

Steam erupted as it fused with the hot steel. Under Ryan's rapid hamr strikes, it began taking new form as chaos erupted around them - wild winds, violent flas, cracking earth and scorching space.

Heim watched in troubled amazent as the scale was forged. He pondered Viktor's question: While both forms of justice had rit, they were fundantally contradictory. The goddess's rigid doctrine rejected all evil, twisting her followers toward madness.

But Viktor suggested only one could remain. Like the scale being reforged, once the council's influence consud her doctrine, the Goddess of Justice would exist in na alone.

As blood t hot iron with a hiss of crimson smoke, the staff's form suddenly blazed with dark light. Viktor smiled faintly and reached out his hand.

"If we must choose which is the truth..."

The newly forged staff rose and flew to Viktor's grasp as space itself trembled - whether from its creation or the chaos of elents around them. In a burst of ink-black light, its true form was revealed.

The two massive beasts roared to the heavens as if to shake away all impurity. Viktor gripped the staff, examining its twisted bird-head hook and floating central rings. The scale's phantom coiled around it, becoming one with the weapon.

As he planted it on the ground, the phantom swayed. Viktor linked with Vega, blue magic surging forth in a vast ocean that enveloped all present. He could feel the terrible power flowing through his entire body, filling even his ridians with magical might.

[Please na this staff]

With arrogant confidence, Viktor declared:

"Then I am the only truth."

[The Truth of Great Prosperity]

[Naming successful]

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