I Became the King of Villains In the Game

Linbanghu Coconut City outside the city.

On the east side of the main road, continuing to extend ten kilometers outward along the coast, on a deserted beach, a circular portal emerged from midair, and two figures, one large and one small, popped out of it immediately.

"Anton, this is what Mr. Jack is talking about, right?"

Noah stepped on the finely divided sand and made a rattling sound. He turned his head and asked a cow. The cow mooed twice, then twitched its ears.

"I don't know, Alex said that Anton was 'illiterate', so Anton didn't know if it was here, but Anton could sense that there was an extraordinary human being approaching... well, there was also a strong fishy smell and The smell of blood."

"That seems to be the right place here."

Noah smiled.

He looked down at the bottom of his neck, where a key carved from white bones was hanging, raised his hand to hold it gently, and Noah said to himself:

"I can't disappoint Mr. Jack. I need you to help me finish the painting later, Mr. Gallery."

The Bone Key squirmed twice, as if in response.

Not long after.

A small fishing boat cut through the waves at a speed far exceeding its size, and the two men standing on the deck were frowning.

"How could it be lost..."

One of the bearded men said in a deep voice.

The other man next to him was cursing non-stop.

"Damn the storm, I can't do business now!"

"This area already belongs to Linbang, we must have chased it too far, let's go back..."

The bearded man sighed and was about to turn around and go back to the cabin.

But at this moment, he heard an exclamation from his companion:

"There's a cow running towards us!"

"Um?"

The bearded man thought it was absurd, and immediately looked towards the sea.

I saw a giant cow with a height of five meters, standing upright like a giant, with its legs running on the sea, as if it was stepping on something. It also held a frightening broadsword of human height in its hand, dark red and deep, with a breathtaking scarlet light flowing.

On the cow's shoulder, sat a short boy wearing elegant round-rimmed glasses, smiling at them.

"It's an enemy, not a friend, let Illumi turn around and leave!"

The bearded man shouted.

"It's too late, that guy's speed is too fast!"

cried the companion.

"Damn! I'm going to stop it, turn around quickly! I'll be right back!"

Seeing this, the bearded man had no choice but to jump forward over the fence.

In an instant, he turned into a huge murloc sea monster, with a pair of protruding pale fish eyes hiding murderous intent, he swam straight towards the cow...

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After a while.

A small fishing boat on the sea exploded, and the broken fragments scattered and fell into the sea. Although the fire was dazzling, it didn't attract anyone's attention, because the place was too remote.

On the beach, a thin man with long hair braided widened his eyes, and his pupils gradually dilated. Suddenly, his frightened expression froze, and his body was as rigid as a sculpture.

With a final plop, he fell flat on the beach.

If someone from the mysterious field came to investigate, they would be shocked to find that this guy's spirituality disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a meaningless physical body.

Around it, there are four or five broken corpses lying here and there. Strangely, there is no trace of blood, as if these dead people are just realistic puppet models.

"It's finished... let's call this painting "The Navigator", Mr. Jack said, I need to use the sequence ability of [Sirrago] to introduce the enemy into Mr. Alex's dream. The name is very appropriate...and this The guy seems to be the pilot of the ship too."

Noah put down his brush, looked at the oil painting on the easel in front of him, smiled and clapped his hands and said.

On the canvas, a strange man with dark green fish scales all over his body and fin-shaped ears was grinning and smiling, his mouth was open, as if he was singing... Behind the man, one ship after another, As if being guided by an invisible force, he drove forward without hesitation, but there was a dark storm ahead.

Noah got up from the small bench and stretched out his hand.

The easel composed of patterned white bones slowly deformed, and with a click sound, it gradually turned into a pale paint-like viscous substance, which spread and retracted into the key hanging around his neck.

"Noah, Anton found that guy, but he only found half of it..."

At this time, a sound of urn and urgency came.

Noah turned his head to look, but saw a cow with an arm in its mouth, and the arm was connected to half of the body. The owner of the body was the bearded man who fought against it first... He had a grim face at the moment, as if he was dying.

"Cut to death with a sword?"

Noah raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked in surprise.

The bearded man was the most powerful of the group of enemies, he was the fifth [Deep Diver] of the deep-sea series, but in front of Antonio, he had no power to parry at all, and the two of them were seriously injured and fled when they met.

"Ang, Anton wanted to keep alive, but he was too weak, he would be cut in two with a single strike..."

The cow said with some distress.

"Forget it, let's die if you die...Mr. Gallery can only display the power of the sequence itself, not the ability of the following sequences. [Deep Diver] is of little use to me."

Noah stepped forward, touched the cow's head and comforted him. Anton nodded half-understanding, and then said:

"Then can I eat them all?"

Noah was slightly taken aback, and after thinking about it, he understood the meaning of his words.

"Is it eaten by the sword in your body?"

"hold head high!"

Anton nodded vigorously.

"Of course no problem, their spirituality has been taken away by Mr. Gallery, and the body will be left to you, Anton."

"Then I won't be polite, Noah."

Anton smiled honestly, and then...

It opened its big mouth full of fangs and sharp teeth, and directly buried its head in gnawing on the corpses on the ground.

All of a sudden, there was a frightening sound of puffing and crackling.

Noah turned his head to look at the sea, thinking about something, suddenly there was a whoosh in his ear, he turned around and saw a blond young man in flamboyant clothes sitting on the beach, clutching his buttocks and crying.

"Mr. Alexis?"

he said in surprise.

"Oops! My perfect buttocks must have been broken, what should I do if the noble lady sees and laughs at me?!"

Alex threw away a small white snake in his hand, then struggled to stand up.

Noah bent down to pick up the familiar little white snake, recognized that it was a common method used by Mr. Jack, and instantly guessed that Alex was teleported through this snake.

"Did Mr. Jack ask you to come here? Mr. Alexis."

Noah asked politely.

Alex looked aside with twitching corners of his eyes. He was burying his head in the mouth of the watermelon-like cow, and said angrily:

"Well... He said that the matter is not over yet, there will be a high-ranking incarnation of Bai Heye coming to make trouble, let me come and help you..."

He said, with his head on his hips, pointing his thumb at himself.

"Don't worry, there is the great bard Alex here, you don't have to be afraid at all, those stinky fish and rotten shrimps in the sea will soon be decapitated by my sharp sword!"

In line with his lines, Alex pulled out a decorative sword tied around his waist. On the hilt studded with all kinds of cheap fake gemstones was an unsharp carved blade.

He flicked the sword flower that he thought was handsome a few times, but almost scratched his own neck.

"Well, I believe you, Mr. Alexis."

Noah nodded and said to him.

This sentence immediately made Alex very useful. He put the "treasure sword" back into the scabbard with satisfaction, and then continued to look at the sea with his hips on his hips.

Soon, as Alex said, the waves in the distance suddenly rose, and a man's figure was standing on the top of the waves, rushing towards him.

As the man got closer, the sea became more and more turbulent, even like a tsunami, setting off waves tens of meters high, covering everyone's sight.

Alexis looked at the scene like a natural disaster, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. But he still didn't take half a step back, instead he drew his sword and pointed at the other party and laughed loudly.

"Tell the great Alexis your name... I will not kill the unknown!"

His voice growled.

Eriksson, who was standing on the wave, frowned slightly. He didn't know what the hell this guy was doing. He was just an ordinary person, but he looked confident.

"Stupid!"

The high-ranking incarnation of the Hand of Bailier snorted coldly.

He raised his hand and commanded a raging sea wave, and slapped it towards the beach. This sea water blessed with extraordinary power was as heavy as a thousand weights. If it hit it, Noah and the others would be crushed within hundreds of meters. Get overwhelmed.

Noah took a deep breath, and the phantom image of the gallery emerged in the back of his head, and the oil paintings passed by one after another, and soon they were frozen on the "Navigator" that was just included.

On both sides of his cheeks, several fish scales suddenly appeared, and his ears also turned into pointed fins. Opening his mouth, there was a sharp but wonderful voice full of ups and downs.

Ah ah--

"You actually want to use the singing of [Sirraine] to try to hypnotize the incarnation of a high-ranking person in the deep sea?"

Eriksson, who was standing on the wave, couldn't help but sneered when he heard it.

But in the next second, his eyes froze suddenly, and a strong uneasiness suddenly emerged in his heart. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and left while riding the waves.

Although it was just an avatar, Eriksson trusted his intuition very much and was quite decisive... Thanks to this, he was able to avoid danger many times.

However, this time, there was an accident.

He is still one step too late!

Noah held the little white snake in his hand, as if he had gained some kind of weight blessing. The singing voice from his mouth easily "penetrated" Eriksson's mysterious protection, making his eyes confused for a moment.

It was at this moment that he fell into sleep.

Eriksson took a look, and there was still some kind of sea around him!

I didn't know when I was in a huge and spacious open-air colosseum, and there were crowds of people sitting in all directions, and the whole audience was excitedly shouting the name "Alexis" in unison.

The dazzling light fell from the sky, scorching the sand in the Colosseum.

Eriksson found that tens of meters away, a strong man with muscles exploding all over his body was shouting at him:

"Humble people, report your name!"

Its face is exactly that of the blond youth who was on the shore before.

"Is this... a dream?"

Eriksson frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The strong man Alex was 2.5 meters tall, his eyes widened and he roared:

"I ask your name! Answer quickly! I will not kill the unknown!"

"die!"

Eriksson's eyes flashed with killing intent.

He flexed his fingers without hesitation. Even though the Colosseum is not his home field, this is not a big problem for a high-ranking incarnation.

I saw that the moisture in the air condensed on its own, turning into a fine silky high-frequency trembling water line, which passed across the neck of the strong man Alex in an instant.

However, what made Eriksson's pupils shrink.

The "water line", which was enough to cut through a thick steel wall, was bounced off his bare neck, making a squeaky piercing scream.

The unscathed strong man let out a smirk, and slashed the big sword in his hand. In an instant, the blade cut through hundreds of afterimages at an unrivaled speed, and directly cut through his neck!

Clang! !

The terrifying air waves kicked up high dust.

Blood spurted like a column, and Eriksson saw with his own eyes that his headless body was still standing on the spot, his eyes were full of horror.

"What kind of physical strength and speed is this... It completely surpassed the limit of my reaction?"

The next second, Eriksson was stunned again.

"Yes, this is a dream, and the absurd is reasonable."

Snapped!

He felt his head being held in the palm of a big hand, and immediately turned his gaze, and the ferocious face of the strong man came into view, and he grinned and said:

"I said before, I will cut off the head of you rotten fish and rotten shrimp with my own hands!"

In this world.

All of this, just half a second later, Eriksson's figure standing on the waves froze. His head fell out of nowhere, and his body fell backwards, plopping into the sea.