The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick Chapter 371: Hark! Goddess of Abundance, Bestow Upon Me Thy

The vast golden wheat field grew on soft soil, its golden waves trembling with the wind.

Under those clusters of ghostly green flas, it was as if a tiny star was lit within the eye socket, flickering with a rippling glow.

The stark white bones were also illuminated brilliantly by this sunlight, even the ghostly flas licking the bones beca crystal clear.

Despite being in such a deathly environnt, it was still filled with an endless stream of life force.

Even Count Laurien's enormous mansion, which resembled a ruined castle, was draped in a layer of golden light, with all its broken rocks and rubble exposed before everyone.

The swirling sand and dust collided with each other as they drifted in the air against the light.

The radiance reflected from the golden waves of wheat was similarly cast upon his face.

The ferocity in his crimson eyes was stripped away by the light, replaced by incredible shock.

His pale skin was completely exposed under this sky, with the flowing blood essence appearing particularly chaotic even beneath the skin.

For the first ti, Count Laurien felt utterly shocked by the wheat ears of the Goddess of Abundance.

So this was the power of a god?

But still...

"Even so, how can you stop ?"

Count Laurien gazed at Pricis in the sky and muttered.

As midnight approached, Pricis in the sky was about to complete her total transformation.

But at this mont, a brilliant blue light suddenly flashed in Vega's eyes.

In an instant, dozens of massive and heavy magical arrays rapidly spiraled up in the sky.

Behind Viktor, that cloak of ghostly flas fluttered in the wind.

Various colored magical energies flowed like waterfalls, rushing upward into the sky against gravity from his gleaming black staff.

Heavy patterns intertwined and intersected, quickly connecting to the magical waterfall that shot straight into the blood-red sky.

Runes were rapidly engraved onto the arrays, with those intricate and obscure texts embedded in the center of the magic.

Streams of magical power ford into threads, delicately passing through the heavy arrays.

Those dozen or so enormous magical arrays expanded and enlarged, enveloping the entire space.

Countless magical wheels encircled Viktor several tis.

The flowing magic drew forth a heavy pressure, completely pressing down an incredibly terrifying oppression on the shoulders of everyone present.

The array at the very top covered the entire earth, with countless pillars of magical light falling from the sky, violently striking the ground.

Each ti, they could blast deep craters into the earth.

At this mont, Viktor's mana was visibly dropping at an insane rate.

The vast ocean of magical power instantly subrged everyone present.

That oppressive force made everyone's hearts tremble to the extre, as if a castle had been shattered into thousands of pieces by this falling force.

Count Laurien felt incredibly shocked as he sensed the brilliantly shining magical arrays.

The enormous air pressure fell upon his wings of blood and flesh, causing his form in mid-air to compress slightly downward.

Feeling the terrifying magical power, he felt extraordinarily delighted:

"I see, I see!"

"Councilor, you truly, surprise !"

As his words fell, Count Laurien's body was continuously bombarded by a violent wind, and his form completely expanded.

His three pairs of wings of blood and flesh were broken and compressed together, becoming broad and distorted in the blink of an eye.

His expanding body burst through the lead-colored robes, and his deathly pale hands that were like withered branches were now stretched extrely long.

Sharp and slender nails grew from his pale fingers, reaching past his ruined mansion and still stretching toward the high sky.

His body expanded along with them, his spine being stretched very long.

The grotesquely twisting flesh was forcibly pulled up, coiling around the elongated spine, touching the sky and piercing through the clouds.

The surface flesh was torn to shreds, with internal organs exposed through the rag-like tears in his body.

They flickered with orange light, like pulsing planets.

His feet also beca extrely huge, with broad giant claws beneath the slender leg bones.

The blood-colored giant claws dug deep into the ground, nearly covering all those present.

Count Laurien's entire head began to twist and deform, with the originally fragnted flesh also beginning to expand and stretch.

Tentacles ford from the flesh inside his body stretched out, tearing off his original head and ripping it to pieces before placing it back on the thick neck.

That pale head reford, but this ti, only a pair of enormous jaws large enough to swallow buildings and city walls remained on the head.

A crimson single eye was revealed from within the broken flesh on his chest.

Before everyone, that giant eye had beco so enormous that they could not see the end of its crimson depths.

Looking at Count Laurien's current appearance, everyone present broke out in goosebumps.

Could this still be considered the Count Laurien they knew?

Before this, even as a vampire, he still maintained a human appearance.

But now, he had completely and thoroughly transford into an absolute ominous being.

With his appearance, that hoarse and distorted voice echoed across this land.

"But, you overlooked one thing."

"Vampires are a race without emotions."

"Therefore, even if I use everything, I absolutely will not lose!!!"

Suddenly, the moonlight seed to pierce Pricis's anguished face like blades, about to slice through her writhing flesh.

Overwhelming blood intent was drawn out from Pricis's body.

Along with this absorbed power, her body beca even weaker.

Those three pairs of blood-colored flesh wings no longer carried their crimson hue, as if they had lost their vitality.

Then, Laurien opened his distorted giant mouth, seemingly swallowing all the power drawn from Pricis's body in one gulp.

At that mont, the blood-colored essence was like a dragon's den or tiger's lair, pulling the originally chaotically spinning blood hurricane straight into the giant mouth, reverberating in the sky.

Everyone present watched as the blood storm gradually subsided.

The thick blood mist seed to be attracted, gathering into a huge dark blood sphere suspended high in the sky.

The space around also seed to be torn apart by this terrifying power, continuously distorting.

At the sa ti, strange power leaked from the rifts, pouring like waterfalls into the giant mouth, rging into the enormous blood sphere ahead.

Seeing this strange phenonon, a sense of foreboding rose in the nobles' hearts.

Even in their undead state, their hearts seed to be tightly gripped by a demon, tense to the extre.

What exactly was Count Laurien doing!?

Was he going to kill everyone present regardless of consequences!?

Would he even destroy his daughter among them?

Questions filled everyone's minds.

Did Laurien truly want to resurrect his daughter?

Or did he rely see her as a vessel for supplying blood?

But at this mont, there was no ti for further thought.

Facing the terrifying towering blood sphere, thick magical power overflowed from Viktor's body.

Patterns were quickly drawn from space, rapidly constructing enormous and intricate arrays behind him.

Hundreds of runes and hexagrams overlapped with each other, releasing enough magical power to shake heaven and earth with the array as the center.

Hum—Hum—Hum—

The magical arrays behind Viktor erupted again, emitting an even brighter light than before.

He raised his head, looking toward the sky, staring at Pricis under that blood-colored moon, and called out to the sky:

"Pricis!"

"If you don't co out now, your mother can't be saved!"

As soon as the words fell, a green fla leaped from Viktor's body, transforming into a slender green light shooting toward the sky.

A girl's figure slowly erged from that fla.

It was Pricis.

She wore a pitch-black formal dress, her pale skin still faintly discernible even when surrounded by ghostly fire.

That slender figure floated up to the sky under the ghostly fire's accompanint.

The nobles looked at the familiar face and exclaid:

"Pricis!?"

"Isn't that... Count Laurien's deceased daughter!?"

Then if this soul was Pricis, who was the person with Pricis's body in the sky?

Ghostly green fire burned violently around Pricis's body as she wandered before the blood species that was about to complete its transformation.

Her body floating in the air appeared ethereal, with her black dress billowing.

But beneath the dress, it was completely empty.

She floated before the blood species, looking at the grotesque monster before her with absolutely determined eyes.

"Father, please don't continue like this."

Pricis looked at the suffering blood species behind her and shouted:

"Do you want to completely kill my mother!?"

Hearing Pricis call out like this from high in the sky, all the nobles present were stunned.

They stared fixedly at the sky with their hollow and foolish eye sockets.

What was this about?

How did it beco connected to Pricis's mother?

However, Count Laurien's giant eye stared fixedly at the tiny Pricis.

A vast and deep roar began to echo in the surrounding world:

"What, do you understand?"

Pricis looked toward that blood-colored pupil, unconsciously revealing so fear.

But after a brief few seconds, she still glared at Laurien with determined eyes, as if she had made her final resolution.

"Then let sacrifice myself."

"All the mistakes lie with , so let die in place of mother!"

"Father, let stop you."

Count Laurien's pupils suddenly widened, his blood-colored eyes seeming to beco extrely manic.

Blood vessels rapidly occupied his giant pupils, as if he had reached the peak of madness.

"Good!"

"Since you want to save her, I'll give you this chance!"

As soon as the words fell, behind Pricis, the blood species that was about to burst slowly reached out its hand.

Its crimson gaze was extrely bizarre, as if it would completely devour Pricis.

But when faced with this gaze, Pricis was unexpectedly unafraid.

She had made all her preparations.

Then, the blood species suddenly grabbed Pricis's shoulders.

In an instant, Pricis felt her soul co under enormous pressure, completely bound in the high sky.

She felt her soul being gradually devoured.

Like this, could she die in place of her mother?

But just as she felt her consciousness gradually becoming hazy, her body completely sinking into the dead lake,

Suddenly, 'Pricis's' violent crimson eyes beca extraordinarily gentle.

The violent crimson in her eyes also seed to dim sowhat, as she gently embraced Pricis.

Accompanied by several soul voices, quietly echoing in her heart.

'Pricis.'

'My, child.'

Pricis suddenly widened her eyes, but her soul was completely rigid, unable to do anything.

She couldn't even speak half a word.

All at once, it was as if blood flowed in reverse.

Pricis's body that was about to burst, under that blood moon, reabsorbed large amounts of blood essence.

At the sa ti, Count Laurien's distorted face showed a relieved smile.

That sky-covering giant form also seed to have shed thousands of pounds of weight, shrinking slightly.

Then, he raised his head.

The blood sphere in his mouth suddenly spewed out, shooting straight toward the heavens.

In an instant, heaven and earth lost their color.

The blood-colored sky was completely shattered by the shock, all the blood-colored dark clouds scattered.

The attack struck that blood-colored moon hanging high in the sky, cracks instantly spreading across the crimson surface.

The next second, the circular blood moon completely shattered, deep red blood seeming to pour from the sky, splashing in all directions.

As if receiving so kind of signal, Viktor imdiately raised his staff high.

Above the golden bird head, a scale's shadow slowly appeared.

The scale aid at Count Laurien, asuring his good and evil.

A deep blood essence was drawn from Count Laurien's body, floating down onto one side of the scale's pan.

The golden scale began to sway slightly, finally stopping, with the side symbolizing 'good' gently tilting downward.

At this mont, so illusory golden essence seeped out from the scale.

Accompanied by the breeze above the wheat field, it constructed a hazy human silhouette.

A brilliant, vast golden array surged in the sky, with the totem gradually revealing a golden ear of wheat.

A towering huge shadow slowly appeared.

It was a goddess-like figure wearing a flower crown.

She held a brilliantly shining wheat ear in her hand, appearing gracefully above the golden wheat field.

She wore a kind and gentle smile, looking at Count Laurien with bright eyes full of benevolence.

In that instant, Viktor's coat fluttered like flas behind him, erupting with brilliant blazing light.

[Scorching Earth]

Though it was midnight at twelve o'clock, that soul-shaking sun slowly rose from the horizon.

It hung high in the sky, replacing the previously shattered blood moon.

Enormous magical power poured down with the sunlight, falling like golden raindrops onto Count Laurien's tall form.

The sky instantly brightened, dawn's light illuminating the brilliant Milky Way.

The golden waves of wheat swayed in the wind, reflecting the warm sunlight onto everyone's faces.

Letting hope for tomorrow be reflected in everyone's eyes.

Holy radiance slowly spread from the sky, tightly embracing every life present.

Warmth rose again, as if ice sunken in the depths of a ten-thousand-ter ocean had also been lted by the illumination.

Like countless blazing blades flickering with brilliant light, they cut through the turbid deep fog, also passing through the soul fires.

"Noon has arrived—"

[Super-tier Magic — Farewell Gift Dedicated to the Mother Goddess of Abundance]

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