The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick Chapter 368: Well, Excuse Me, I Also Have a Second Phase

The surging lava broke through the earth like ocean waves, violently colliding with the roaring blood-colored hurricane.

It was as if a scorching inferno had ignited within a sea of blood.

Shock waves rolled across the trembling ground, eroding the towering rocks.

The interweaving of flas and crimson hurricanes made it seem as if the entire earth was wailing.

Aurelianne silently observed this shocking scene before her, her slender hand making a gentle wave in the air.

In response, the soul flas on the ground seed to hear her call, rekindling their brilliance as they fell back to earth.

With her feet as the center, ethereal green flas spread outward in all directions like ripples across a still lake.

rging with the red flas, they jointly launched an assault against the crimson hurricane.

Under the domain of the Fire Catastrophe, those soul flas beca even more terrifying.

The towering flas attached themselves to the already-undead legions, making the soul fires surging through their bodies even more turbulent.

Like a fierce beast just awakening from slumber, they roared amidst the raging fires.

The demi-humans let out furious roars, their steel-like voices piercing through space, echoing across the chaotic ground.

Two tiger-n, wrapped in glowing green flas, pushed off the ground with all their might, sprinting madly across the debris-strewn earth.

Like two glowing green teors, they penetrated into the rotating blood storm.

Though flas burned across their bodies, their bone-white claws remained as sharp as ever.

The knights also yanked their reins, riding their phantom steeds into the battlefield.

The remaining noble lords turned their gaze toward Count Laurien in the sky.

And to Viktor standing on the ground, staff in hand, his windbreaker now adorned with red stripes.

Their eyes flashed with complex uncertainty.

As guardians of the kingdom, yet Grand Duke Balo still hadn't appeared.

Could they only place all their hopes on Viktor?

This shouldn't be.

Finally, the nobles took a deep breath, raising their swords high above their heads.

As if unafraid of death, they shouted:

"For the Kingdom!!!"

With chaotic footsteps, they resolutely charged into the storm.

Swinging their blades, they engaged in combat with the continuously reviving vampires.

Count Laurien, observing from above, felt the commotion on the ground and swept his gaze over Viktor, their eyes eting.

Around them, flas surged, skeletons scattered, flesh and severed limbs flew amid the chaos.

Countless figures collided, releasing powerful shock waves that impacted the entire ground.

Yet at this mont, the battlefield seed completely unable to affect these two.

The vast battlefield couldn't reach them at all.

Viktor slowly raised his head, glancing at the blood-colored sky:

In the sky, Pricis faced away from the blood moon, which was continuously providing her with fresh blood through silk threads.

At this mont, Count Laurien spoke:

"Councilor."

"What follows is our battle."

So, Viktor's gaze returned to Laurien.

Then...

"As you wish."

The ground was carved by flowing lava, pillars of fire erupting from its depths.

Like a roaring sea of flas, it instantly swept forth, furiously tearing apart all vampires in its burning rage.

The high temperature made space twist like a blazing furnace, the ground splitting into countless wounds, dry as scorched earth.

The scorching air seed to transform into terrible blades, viciously slashing across everyone's faces.

[Fla Severance Wrath]

The vampires' skin split violently under the terrifying temperature, their leaking blood instantly burning in the extre heat.

Yet it wasn't just blood that caught fire - the flas wrapped around their pale, helpless bodies like evil serpents,

In the blink of an eye, burning the vampires' bodies to nothing.

Blood-stained ashes scattered through the air, mixing with the crimson hurricane before completely dispersing.

The vampires transford from blood thralls could no longer revive after being burned by the flas.

Seeing the enemies before them consud by fire, the undead nobles on the field widened their eyes.

The ground cracked open, lava flowing violently, seeming to tinge the green soul flas in those cold pupils with a layer of scorching heat.

Who could have imagined Viktor's lava magic would be so terrifying?

However, this wasn't over yet.

Massive pillars of fire rose like angry giants, shooting straight toward Laurien in the sky.

The enormous fire pillars surged up from the ground, rushing toward Laurien above.

Yet faced with this scorching catastrophe, Count Laurien showed no surprise.

He rely quietly watched as the approaching flas gradually engulfed him.

The nobles present gazed at the sky dyed red by the sea of lava, completely shocked.

Until the amazing fire pillars dispersed, revealing Count Laurien's body.

His wings suddenly spread toward the sky, shaking off the remaining sparks on his body.

Though so ash still remained on him, overall he appeared no different than before the fiery impact.

Only the blood moon in the sky seed several degrees brighter than before.

The green soul flas beneath the nobles' eye sockets also swelled slightly - at this mont, they felt Count Laurien's terrifying nature even more deeply.

Was this the power of the vampires?

Even such powerful magic couldn't harm him at all!?

But suddenly, sothing even more shocking occurred.

The patterns on Viktor's windbreaker began rapidly shifting, the red gradually disappearing, replaced by erald green.

As if an ocean of lava had instantly been replaced by a flourishing forest.

Flourishing petals fell from the sky, all rushing into the rising blood storm.

Countless gleaming green arrays appeared behind the windbreaker, rapidly rotating in mid-air as the complex patterns began rging, constructing terrifyingly massive formation arrays.

From within the arrays burst endless nature magic, thick green vines extending sharp thorns, chaotically rushing toward Count Laurien wrapped in the blood storm.

The fractured ground began trembling as thick branches surged up from beneath the blood hurricane, a dense forest suddenly appearing beneath this withered land.

Countless green lightning bolts surged toward the sky, like tens of thousands of teors, interweaving with the thorned vines as they rained down upon Count Laurien.

[Forest of All Things]

But this was just the beginning.

At this mont, Viktor seed to transform into a machine gun.

Hands in his pockets, different colored magic arrays cycled behind him.

With each different spell released, the colors on his windbreaker transford to match that elent.

Blue, white, purple.

Floods, storms, lightning...

[Ocean Source Star]

[Sky Burst]

[Brilliant Lightning Arrow]

Terrifying magic, carrying shocking flashes of light, struck heavily against Count Laurien.

The entire blood-shrouded land could no longer contain Viktor's endless power.

The nobles present watched this horrifying scene, various colors constantly surging in their eyes, leaving them standing speechlessly in place.

The green soul fires in their eyes seed to no longer flicker.

At this mont, their understanding was completely shaken.

Is this what a mage really is!?

However, Count Laurien, surrounded by layers of magical power, remained motionless like a target.

He simply used his three pairs of massive blood wings, like giant scales, to block all incoming magic.

Allowing those endless elental spells to strike heavily against his body.

This couldn't help but make everyone present feel confused.

With such terrifying magic, why wasn't Count Laurien trying to dodge?

However, no one noticed.

Each ti Count Laurien's body absorbed a spell, the blood moon behind Pricis grew slightly brighter.

Of course, it wasn't that Laurien couldn't feel pain, nor was he uninjured.

Feeling his blood draining away, he couldn't help but look down at Viktor.

Truly frightening...

Only by personally experiencing Viktor's magic could one truly understand how terrifyingly powerful it was.

If his blood essence wasn't sufficient, he likely couldn't maintain his current form.

But he had to persist.

The dissipating blood essence all rged into the blood moon in the sky.

Now the blood moon had beco even more crimson and bright.

Laurien raised his head, looking at the brilliant blood moon in the sky, and spoke:

"You are truly strong, Councilor."

"But, the blood moon has arrived."

Suddenly, his three pairs of blood wings violently spread open, creating intense sonic booms as they whirled through the air.

The massive sound impacted the ground, causing even those in undead form to raise their hands to cover their ears.

Even though their skeletal forms had no ears at all.

The huge, terrifying sound instantly spread across the entire territory in re monts.

The massive cities and villages were struck by this shock wave, countless windows now constantly vibrating at so high frequency.

Sensing this disturbance, civilians stopped their family gatherings, put down their cards, pushed open windows, and looked to the sky.

On the streets, people still walking couldn't help but raise their heads to look skyward.

Guards on duty heard this huge sound and imdiately sensed sothing wrong, all raising their heads to gaze into the endless dark sky.

At this mont, everyone in the territory simultaneously looked up at the blood moon in the sky.

Almost instantly, an eerie crimson rose in their eyes.

The blood in their bodies suddenly began slowly draining away.

Their faces beca weak and pale, their bodies gradually losing all strength.

Yet for so unknown reason, they seed to have no control, could only helplessly look up at the blood moon in the sky.

Continuously consuming their blood essence.

Countless streams of blood essence climbed through the air along the moonlight, rising into the sky, constantly nourishing the blood-colored moon.

Under continuous nourishnt, the blood moon grew increasingly brilliant.

The noble lords present were full of doubts as they looked at each other.

What confused them was Count Laurien's words.

What did he an by the blood moon's arrival?

However, that blood-red moon in the sky did seem to have beco brighter and more crimson.

Laurien hung beneath the blood moon, explaining to everyone:

"Now, all humans in Shulbon are having their blood essence absorbed bit by bit by the blood moon."

"By midnight, they will be completely drained, turned into withered corpses."

Hearing these words, everyone's minds instantly went blank.

A chill gradually crept up everyone's spine.

Count Laurien's actions were no different than slaughtering all the common people of Shulbon.

This was even different from Augustus's actions.

He only wanted to kill all the lords present.

But Laurien's actions—

Were genocide.

Why would he do this, how could he do this!?

Even Aurelianne looked up at Count Laurien in the sky with disbelief, her body trembling.

Everyone present felt anger, but when they looked up at that bright crimson blood moon, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in their hearts.

At this ti, Count Laurien in the sky lowered his head, looking at Viktor, and spoke calmly:

"So then, Councilor Kravina, how do you plan to stop ?"

Large numbers of vampires erged from the ground, repairing their shattered limbs, their forms appearing even larger and more terrifying under the blood moon's illumination.

Seeing these vampires reviving from underground, everyone felt increased pressure.

A deathly atmosphere once again perated the air.

Everyone recalled that terrible legend.

In legend, vampires fed on fresh blood, and the more blood they harvested, the stronger they beca.

Now, as blood essence increased, the aura of the surrounding vampires gradually strengthened.

Even Laurien's power seed to be gradually expanding.

After all, what he was absorbing now wasn't just from one person, but the blood essence of the entire Shulbon territory.

His eyes transford into crimson oceans, rolling like seas of blood.

But in the next second, an extrely powerful magical force poured out like a tidal wave.

In an instant, it covered this vast land.

The air in all directions beca extrely heavy, gradually engulfing everyone.

It felt as if their lungs were filled with deep seawater, danger rising from Count Laurien's heels up into his brain.

He suddenly froze.

Why had such a surging tide of magical power suddenly risen?

In a flash, Laurien looked down at Viktor.

At so point, azure light had begun flickering in Viktor's eyes.

The magical wheel arrays behind him continuously rotated, patterns rging, runes being inscribed.

In that mont, Laurien saw the black crow on Viktor's shoulder.

The single eye of that crow also flickered with the sa azure light.

"I see."

"So this is your confidence?"

At this mont, magical power flowed behind Viktor, his entire being enveloped by the pouring ocean.

In this mont, he seed like a deity controlling endless magical power.

"Confidence?"

"No."

Viktor held his black staff, its golden bird head erupting with endless magical power.

He slowly raised his head, his obsidian eyes flickering with azure light eting Laurien's crimson eyes.

That confident, proud voice resonated heavily in Laurien's ears:

"This is divine favor."

Viktor Kravina—lv49

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