Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 1081: Scapegoat

Villain Ch 1081. Scapegoat

Allen pressed his lips together, considering their words. As much as he wanted to brush it off, he couldn't fully deny it. The descriptions in the journal—the dark laughter, the terrifying presence, the overwhelming power—fit too well with his in-ga persona. His Devil Emperor character was built to be feared, a figure of dark power.

It wasn't out of the realm of possibility that this place, this cursed monastery, had so connection to him or his lore.

After a mont of silent contemplation, he finally spoke. "It could be," Allen admitted, his voice calm but thoughtful. "I an, the journal's vague enough. It doesn't na nas, and the description… Well, it's not impossible that this place is sohow connected to the Devil Emperor."

Jane's eyes lit up with excitent at the prospect of uncovering sothing deeper. "So, this place might be part of the beginning of the Devil Emperor's story," she mused aloud, her enthusiasm clear as she paced around the room.

"Or," Larissa added, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "this might just be another random cursed place where Allen's reputation has conveniently made him the scapegoat."

Allen shot her a flat look, but there was a small, amused smirk on his lips. "Thanks, Larissa. Always helpful." He knew it was just sarcasm.

Jane continued to theorize. "Think about it! This entire monastery was preparing for so divine ceremony, but sothing went horribly wrong. What if that 'sothing' was connected to the Devil Emperor? A summoning gone awry? Maybe they accidentally brought in a dark power instead of the gods they were trying to appease."

Alice, who had been quietly observing the room, spoke up. "It's possible. But if this place is tied to Allen's lore, the answers will probably be in the boss room." She turned to Allen. "There are only three floors in this dungeon, right? The third floor should have the boss. That's where we'll find out if this place is part of your story or not."

Allen nodded, his expression thoughtful. "Yeah, that makes sense. If there's a boss fight waiting for us, it might give us more insight into whatever dark power cursed this place. Whether it's tied to or not, we'll figure it out."

Zoe glanced toward the darkened hallway that led to the next set of stairs. "We've cleared this floor, so we might as well move on. The boss room should be at the top."

The group made their way up the staircase to the third floor. When they arrived, they were t with a sight that was vastly different from what they had seen before. The third floor wasn't enclosed like the previous levels; it was an open rooftop, scattered with ancient ruins and broken pillars. So parts of the structure had collapsed, leaving gaping holes.

In so places, a large, tall pavilion stood like a stage, though it was partially destroyed.

Unlike the dense hordes of monsters below, this place was eerily quiet. There were fewer enemies, but the ones that remained were stone guardians—similar to the ones Allen had fought before. They weren't as large, only about two ters tall. Each one had missing limbs.

The group tensed imdiately, their focus sharpening. This floor was not going to be an easy fight, and they all knew it. There was no room for the usual banter this ti.

Once the last guardian fell, the soft lody that had haunted them from the lower floors began to play again, only this ti it was much clearer. It was a hauntingly beautiful song. It had a sad, lancholic quality to it, as if the singer was pouring her loneliness into every note.

"It's a female," Bella said, her voice unusually serious as she listened to the lody. Her fox ears twitched as she tried to locate the source. "Whoever she is, she's... lonely. You can feel it in the way she sings."

Shea nodded. "Yeah. I hear it too. It's like she's been singing for ages, waiting for soone to listen. But... it's more than that.

There's sothing off about it, like she's trapped in her own song."

Zoe frowned. "Trapped... or cursed, maybe? The whole monastery is cursed, so it wouldn't surprise if she's part of whatever dark magic is tied to this place."

Larissa chid in. "I think it's more than just a curse. This feels personal. Like whoever this woman is, she wasn't just part of the ceremony. Maybe she tried to summon sothing to help her, but it backfired."

Bella bit her lip, her eyes scanning the ruins for any sign of movent. "Maybe she wasn't evil. Maybe she was forced into this. But now... she's stuck."

"So we are going to play heroes?" Alice raised one of her eyebrows.

"Nah." Vivian glanced around in caution. "It's hard to trust anything in a cursed place like this. She could be leading us into a trap, luring us with her voice. Just like the last spider queen."

"I don't know... this whole situation feels like we're walking into sothing bigger. We've already fought stone Guardians that seem to be protecting sothing. It's all connected, but we don't know how," Zoe analyzed.

Jane, who had been unusually quiet, finally spoke up. "Sohow... Rather than lonely, she sounds brokenhearted, like sothing has been taken from her or lost. I don't sense malice, but... pain. It's like she's trapped in her own sorrow."

Allen, standing at the front, listened intently to the lody. "It seems like the voice is coming from there," he said, pointing toward the far end of the rooftop where a large, partially destroyed pavilion stood, its shadow looming over the open space. The lody was louder now.

"Let's go," Zoe said, taking a step forward, her tentacles shifting protectively around her. The group moved cautiously toward the pavilion.

Once they neared the pavilion, Bella spoke again, her voice low. "You know, if she's not evil... maybe we can help her. Maybe she doesn't need to be defeated, just... released from whatever's binding her here."