Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 750: The Hero’s Real Identity is The Main Villain

Villain Ch 750. The Hero’s Real Identity is The Main Villain

"So, in other words, you want to accompany her as Al and fight you guys as a re player?" Allen analyzed, his brow furrowed as he broke the silence. His gaze shifted to Jane, searching for confirmation.

A grin spread across Jane’s face as she realized Allen’s understanding of her plan. She snapped her fingers in excitent. "Bingo!" she exclaid, her eyes alight with enthusiasm. "The hero’s real identity is the main villain. It’s the plot twist!" she added, unable to contain her excitent at the brilliance of her own idea.

Zoe nodded in agreent, a newfound appreciation for Jane’s strategy evident in her expression. "I have to admit, that’s a good idea," she confessed, her tone tinged with admiration.

Vivian shook her head in disbelief, realizing the depth of Jane’s plan. "I didn’t think about it that way," she admitted, her voice tinged with regret for underestimating Jane’s ingenuity.

Shea couldn’t help but acknowledge her misplaced doubts. "Sorry for doubting you," she admitted, her skepticism giving way to genuine respect for Jane’s strategic prowess.

Larissa couldn’t contain her shock at the revelation. "Wow! Just wow!" she exclaid, her voice tinged with awe as she processed the implications of Jane’s plan.

"Don’t underestimate my creativity!" Jane declared proudly, striking a pose with her hand on her waist and lifting her head high. A proud smile illuminated her face as she basked in the admiration. "There’s a ton of fictional book plots here. From cliché to absurd ones," she boasted, pointing to her temple with a flourish.

Allen nodded thoughtfully, his interest piqued by Jane’s enthusiasm. "We could try this idea," he suggested, his tone reflective as he considered the possibilities.

Jane’s eyes lit up with excitent as she turned to face him. "You agree?" she asked eagerly, anticipation bubbling in her voice.

Allen nodded in agreent, but his expression quickly turned serious. "Yes. Except for the seduction part, I won’t seduce her," he clarified firmly, his voice leaving no room for doubt.

A mischievous grin spread across Jane’s face at Allen’s declaration. "You’re going to strip in front of her?" she teased, a hint of playfulness in her tone as she leaned forward, eyebrows raised suggestively.

Allen’s frown deepened at Jane’s suggestion, his cheeks flushing slightly at the thought. "No, I won’t do that either," he retorted, shaking his head to dispel any lingering misconceptions. "I will talk to her normally," he explained, his voice tinged with exasperation at Jane’s playful teasing.

"Where are you going to take her? We need a good place to set her up and show an interesting show," Zoe chid in, getting straight to the heart of the matter. Her practicality was always appreciated in tis like these.

Alice nodded in agreent, her brows furrowing in thought. "Certainly not in a place that’s too crowded. The big guild mbers are on alert after our attack earlier," she pointed out, her voice tinged with caution. It was essential to choose a location that offered both secrecy and safety, lest their plans be thwarted before they even began.

"And the gaming forum thread has been filled with our repeated appearance and player hunt today," Bella sighed, her frustration evident in her tone. "My notifications almost exploded. I shouldn’t have left any reply earlier," she lanted, shaking her head at the overwhelming influx of ssages.

The forum thread had beco a hotbed of activity, buzzing with discussions about their recent exploits in the ga.

"It even drowns out Sophia’s thread," Bella continued, her voice tinged with irony. "The forum is now filled with our footage and appearances, as well as how we killed our targets," she added. Sophia had now been relegated to a re footnote in the forum’s discussions. "Well, Sophia is still a topic of conversation," Bella admitted, a hint of amusent creeping into her voice.

"But rather than the drama between her and Elio, they are talking about how she stupidly jumped from the second floor of the potion store," she explained, her words dripping with irony.

The irony of the situation was not lost on Bella, nor on the rest of the group.

"How about Eyon Village?" Allen suggested, breaking the silence with a thoughtful proposal. His idea seed to have stemd from careful consideration, evident in the way he spoke.

Eyon Village held promise as a potential ambush site. With its lack of top guild headquarters and predominantly low to mid-level player population, it offered a strategic advantage for their plans.

"We agree," Shea affird, speaking for the group as a whole. The nods of agreent from the others signaled their collective approval of Allen’s suggestion.

"Okay. Whether I can make it online or not, I’ll let you know later via chat," Allen promised, rising from his seat with a sense of purpose. His commitnt to the plan was evident in his decisive tone.

"Deal. Let us know if you change the place where we should ambush her," Vivian chid in, her voice firm with determination. It was essential to maintain clear communication and adaptability in the face of unforeseen circumstances.

"As much as possible, we have to minimize our interactions in the ga chat before we succeed in killing her," Vivian reminded Allen once more, her words a poignant reminder of the importance of discretion in their mission. They couldn’t afford to draw attention to themselves prematurely and risk tipping off their target.

"Okay!" Allen exclaid, a sense of determination evident in his voice as he made his decision. With a swift motion, he logged off from the ga and removed his VR device, disconnecting himself from the virtual world.

A long, weary huff escaped from his lips as he leaned back in his gaming chair. With practiced ease, he placed his VR device on the table.

"Right… I just need to talk to her, right?" he muttered to himself, the words carrying a hint of uncertainty. Despite his resolve, there was a nagging worry in the back of his mind, a fear of potential misunderstandings or complications that could arise from their encounter.