I Became the King of Villains In the Game

【Illusory circle】

Mission description: After experiencing the scouring of endless time, you have become the eternal you. You have completed extremely profound accumulation in a corner that no one knows, and you have realized the true meaning of the cycle of fate.

Objective: The Ouroboros symbolizes the closed loop of fate. You need to fabricate a complete destiny, let this destiny interfere with reality, change the major processes or events at this stage, and complete the closed loop in history.

(Note: The greater the impact, the more perfect the closed loop is shaped, the stronger the ritual feedback, and the faster the authority will be digested...the success rate of promotion is related to it.)

Chen Lun looked at the promotion task of [Ouroboros], and couldn't help but look solemn.

He frowned slightly and took a deep breath.

'Fictitious destiny, used to change the course of major events in the current timeline, and at the same time create a "end-to-end echo" connection with past history? '

In my heart, I tried my best to interpret the requirements of the mission.

But it was discovered that the promotion difficulty of Sequence One is probably much higher than that of [Anonymous].

The description is not only general, but also difficult to implement.

Chen Lun sat quietly on the white throne, contemplating for a long time.

In the end, it was a sigh.

‘I’m afraid it’s unrealistic to come up with a complete plan in a short period of time, so let’s take it easy and prepare for a while longer. '

The matter is of great importance, and he intends to prepare well.

Chen Lun stood up, and his pale robe changed accordingly, returning to the image of a black dress.

"Ronan, Douglas."

He called softly.

"Your Majesty the King of Cang."

The hat boy and the earl suddenly appeared from behind him, bowing their heads respectfully, like two competent servants following him.

"Follow me."

As Chen Lun said, he took off his black top hat and handed it out.

The hat boy hurried forward in small steps, holding up his hands like a living coat rack, supporting Lord Cang Wang's hat.

"yes."

The two answered quickly.

Chen Lun nodded, slowly walked down the steps of the White Throne, and walked on the Tianyuan.

On the endless green grassland, the breeze blows from time to time, giving people a refreshing and comfortable feeling.

Chen Lun's gaze scanned, penetrated Tianyuan, and overlooked the fairyland below.

He saw Maggie in the Dawn Cathedral, wearing a holy makeup, wearing a gray nun robe, and a bamboo hat, leading many believers to sing praises about the gods of the fairyland.

The humming church organ is the background sound, which is sacred and solemn.

Human voices sang loudly, echoing in the church.

"Under the sky, the mountains are towering, the flowers and plants are flourishing, the shadows of the trees are dancing, the clear stream is flowing, the fish are playing, the sky is blue and high, and the clouds are lingering..."

Among the crowd were two students, Ahsoka and Feliciano, as well as white cats, black cats, and ordinary fairyland residents.

"Great King Cang, I forget the troubles of the world in your arms, feel infinite love, every moment is beautiful... There are flocks of cattle and sheep on the grass, the shepherd is playing music, the birds are fragrant, we whisper, talk and laugh The fairyland is colorful, like a dream..."

Every believer has a peaceful and pious smile on his face, singing from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Lun's expression was soft.

I caught a glimpse of Anton outside the church, listening to hymns, and playing with Bab, Bib, and Ding Ding. Noah sat quietly by the door and painted, recording the scene inside the cathedral.

In the attic of the White Tower, Carmen was studying the ancient magic tome at his desk.

Martin Gustus is in the basement of the church, melting all kinds of mythological materials, concentrating on making a set of ladies' dresses...

Everything is so peaceful and serene.

"Come with me to visit Mr. Angela."

Chen Lun withdrew his gaze and said softly.

The hat boy and the earl of the tongue-in-cheek couldn't help being taken aback.

Angela?

True God of Magic, Mr. Jingyao? !

The two ancient gods didn't know what to think of, and they trembled all over.

"Yes... yes, Your Majesty Cang."

Seeing this, Chen Lun smiled.

He knew that in the ancient era, Huangong, Jingyao, Shengshu, Guangming and the giant had the best relationship, and the rest of the ancient gods could only rely on their breath.

But Chen Lun didn't bother to pay attention to the mood of these two guys.

He visited Mr. Jingyao this time, hoping to get advice and inspiration from him... As the knowledgeable and wisest god of magic, Mr. Angela will definitely give him correct advice.

In this way, Chen Lun can also have greater confidence in completing the promotion ceremony of the "virtual circle".

Stepping forward, Chen Lun's figure disappeared in place.

At the same time, the hat boy and the earl of the tongue also disappeared.

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When Chen Lun came to the sleeping door again, there was no one there.

The Lady of Sighs has long since ceased to guard the place.

He led the two ancient gods' followers, went straight through the gate and entered the dream world.

Along the way, the dream world creatures and polluting creatures along the way couldn't find the existence of the three of them, even if they passed by.

After entering the "Crystal Mountain Range" area, he went down the huge crack in the depths and reached the "Abyss" at the bottom of the mountain range. Here, he saw a familiar scene... a blue crystal cave that filled his vision.

In the dark and secluded environment, the voices of thousands of mouths echoed, filled with solemn and crazy rhythms and tones.

That is the song from the mural god...

Chen Lun looked up and saw a man in a velvet blue robe, leaning lazily against the stone wall, reading an ancient parchment scroll in his hand.

On the other side of him is the out-of-control mural god Clarenso, who is floating on the dome in the form of a mythical creature, neither daring to approach nor leaving.

"It's that guy Clarenso... It's too miserable, he has been wandering here since he went crazy."

"It's too awful."

The hat boy exchanged a whisper with the earl of tongue-in-cheek.

Chen Lun glanced at the huge floating head from a distance, then stroked his chest and saluted the man in the robe under the rock wall.

"Mr. Angela."

"It's Jack, come here."

The short-haired man stopped reading and looked up, smiled slightly, and waved to Chen Lun.

Chen Lun agreed and stepped forward quickly.

"It's been a long time since I came to visit 'Little Kai Suo'... just happened to read a book here."

Mr. Jing Yao turned his head, looked at the floating giant, and said calmly.

Chen Lun understood that "Kai Suo" was Mr. Angela's nickname for the slave god "Clarenzo".

"I heard that His Majesty Clarenso once fought against Mud, but lost control and went crazy after losing...Sir, can He still be saved?"

He followed Mr. Jingyao's words and asked in a deep voice.

Angela raised her eyes and glanced at Chen Lun.

"There is no hope."

Mr. Jingyao said lightly.

"This is the collapse of faith and anchors. The last trace of Kelso's humanity is only preserved by his emotional obsession with Xiao Fei... If one day in the future, Sebastian Pardo, the eternal sleeper, wakes up, or Fall, and Kelso will disappear along with the dream world."

Chen Lun fell silent.

In the entire cave, there are only bursts of chanting, and Clarenso's murmuring:

"Fei...Fei Lei..."

Chen Lun felt inexplicably heavy.

If in the future, I fail in the face of the Seven Gods or even the old Outer Gods, I am afraid that the end will be much more miserable than that of Clarenso...

"Jack, you came to me, presumably because of [Ouroboros]'s promotion ceremony?"

Mr. Jing Yao's vast and deep eyes looked at him for a few seconds, and then he spoke.

Surprise flashed in Chen Lun's eyes, and he immediately responded:

"Yes, Mr. Angela, I am confused about this, and I hope you can give me some pointers."

"Um……"

Mr. Jingyao nodded.

After a short pause, he continued to speak:

"Jack, since the birth of the sequence path, rituals have only existed to help digest knowledge and accumulation... Theoretically speaking, promotion can be completed even without rituals."

"I know, sir."

Chen Lun said softly.

Mr. Jingyao showed a faint smile.

"Conversely, if the ceremony can be overfulfilled, it will naturally obtain even greater feedback and benefit endlessly... The promotion ceremony of Sequence One of Destiny is unique, that is, to complete the closed loop of the historical process. My suggestion is that you You can try to end the war of the century."

"End the War of the Century..."

Chen Lun looked thoughtful.

Back then, it was he who personally killed the Sun King Andre, causing the empire's strength to be greatly reduced. The three subsidiary kingdoms took the opportunity to besiege, and thus set off a century-long war on the Sun Continent that has continued to this day.

The Seven Gods don't care about human beings, and the martyr father uses mortals as containers for pollution. Chen Lun intends to end all this, so he adopts the strategy of "short-term pain is worse than long-term pain".

Now, taking action to end the war by himself not only brings an end to the entire process of the big event and forms a closed loop, but also reshuffles the beliefs and temporarily reduces the persecution of the Seven Gods on the present world.

"I think I understand, Mr. Angela."

Chen Lun said thoughtfully.

Next, he asked Mr. Jing Yao a few more questions to supplement the details of the ceremony. Often a few simple words from the other party can give Chen Lun great inspiration.

After the doubts were almost answered, Chen Lun planned to leave.

However, at this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

Chen Lun hurriedly asked:

"Mr. Angela, if... I arrange two ceremonies at the same time, so that they can be performed at the same time under the premise that they meet the requirements, and form a closed loop with each other, will it take effect?"

"oh?"

Mr. Jing Yao frowned, looking very surprised.

"Theoretically, it is certainly possible. Once successful, the feedback that is several times greater than the ritual is enough to allow you to instantly gain quite an astonishing accumulation, and it will also help you digest more authority..."

As he spoke, he warned:

"But I don't need to tell you that you should understand that the difficulty of the double Sequence One promotion ceremony is far from being as simple as one plus one... Originally, the promotion of Sequence One is extremely difficult, so..."

Mr. Jingyao shook his head and didn't say any more.

"At least throughout the ages, no one has been promoted from God in this way... Jack, I suggest you make a cautious decision."

Unexpectedly, Chen Lun grinned.

"As long as it's feasible...Mr. Angela, of course I want to play it safe, but time won't wait for me. In less than twenty years, the martyr's father will completely lose control. At that time, the round-the-island ceremony will be destroyed. The erosion with the Outer Gods will be unimpeded... If I don't have enough power before then, this world will be destroyed."

He said, his voice lowered.

"I have people and things that I need to protect, sir. This is a desperate salvation, and it is also the last nostalgia for beauty as a human being."

On the side, the hat boy and the earl of the tongue-in-cheek bowed their heads and remained silent.

The hearts of the two were a little shocked.

And Mr. Jing Yao took a deep look at the man in front of him.

What he can be sure of is that the strong emotion in the other party's eyes does not seem to be fake, it is an emotion unique to human beings, an emotion called "determination".

"Go."

Mr. Jing Yao pondered for a moment, then said softly.

The tone was mixed with appreciation and praise.

Even a hint of admiration.

"If you fail, Mia and I will try our best to buy you more time..."

"Thanks."

Chen Lun took a deep breath, saluted respectfully, and left immediately.

After he leaves.

Mr. Jingyao didn't read any more, but walked slowly under the huge floating head with his hands behind his back.

He raised his head and stared at the behemoth for a while.

Clarenso was still repeating Frederick's name.

"Thanks for your hard work, little Kasso."

Mr. Jing Yao said something softly.

"Your mission has been completed, rest..."

The former master of magic, Angela's past student, and the out-of-control mural god Clarenso bowed his head.

Under the huge crystal mask, the true face cannot be seen clearly.

But His anchor point protected by love, that ray of humanity, has the upper hand at this moment, and an old, low and relieved voice came out of his mouth:

"Teacher, please give my regards to Fei."

"Will do."

Mr. Jing Yao nodded with a smile, and stretched out his hand.

A bright dark cyan magic circle bloomed from the dome, interlocking with each other, and tens of millions of small seals were embedded inside.

Gentle light fell, and the huge and deformed head withered like a petal, turning into endless dust and drifting away.

"It's a pity that I can't travel with you anymore..."

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'I want to make up two destinies at the same time...'

On the moon, in the flower shop on the first floor of the apartment at No. 7 Denton Street.

A gentleman in a black hat is sitting by the French window, holding an ivory pen, writing on paper.

rustle……

The tip of the pen scratched across the paper, making a soft and soft sound.

He was engrossed, and the ink flowed from the golden and blue nib, leaving gorgeous letters one by one. There was a cup of steaming scented tea in his hand, which was fragrant and elegant.

Floyd, who was wearing a black gauze dress, was sitting opposite the small round table, propping her chin with her white hands like jade, tilting her head, and quietly watching her lover.

Those purple eyes were filled with happiness and attachment.

The flower shop is still quiet.

half an hour.

Chen Lun looked at the two manuscripts in hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Here is the preliminary plan, revised and refined...

His heart beat faster.

I am excited and looking forward to my "crazy" arrangement.

The two ceremonies preset by Chen Lun are located in the Sun Continent and the Outer Continent respectively. These two fictional destinies will be unfolded by a key person.

'First, I will use the fairyland re-enactment of the fate line of "Scorching Sun" as a blueprint to fabricate a brand new Arnold Trisul, turn the fiction into reality, let him serve as the ritual carrier of the Sun Continent, unify the war, and restore the chaos Become orderly, establish a new empire, become the emperor of the new era, and serve as Andre's closed loop... Taking this ritual feedback will not only allow me to be promoted to Sequence One smoothly, but also allow Arnold to regain control of the two sun powers, Complete another resurrection. '

Chen Lun examined the first draft in his hand, his mind racing.

'Secondly, at the same time, I made up another opposite character, like a mirror image, who was born in the Outer Continent, and let her destroy the stability of the Nine Great Empires, making order go to disorder, so as to form a closed loop with Arnold's progress... In addition, it would be best for this fictional character to go on the holy flame path, so that when the ceremony is completed, I can use the power of "overlapping fate" to perfectly inherit the accumulation of the fictional character. '

On this point, Chen Lun has considered it carefully.

If you wait until you are promoted to [Ouroboros] and then use the power of "turning reality into nothingness" to create a blank space and walk the path of the holy fire, it may be too late in time.

Years and months required for promotion ceremonies are removed.

How much time did Chen Lun let Blank "grow"?

So "overlapping fate" is very helpful to the plan!

This is completely equivalent to a "dress rehearsal" in advance. It is a "no file deletion test" set up by Chen Lun as a GM for himself.

At that time, I only need to let Blank inherit the power of the fictional characters in the Outer Continent...

"Old...husband?"

At this time, Floyd spoke a strange language with a quiet and ethereal voice... the tone was a bit tentative and playful.

Chen Lun couldn't help being taken aback.

He raised his head and saw that pretty but flushed face.

Floy lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and said:

"Have a sip of tea, husband."

Chen Lun smiled.

This "hometown dialect" was taught by him to Floyd, and it was a little fun between the two of them. Although it sounded a little strange, it was still more intimate.

Chen Lun picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes fell on Floyd's face, seeing her slightly embarrassed expression, he couldn't help feeling amused.

"Master Jack, some 'Astral Iris' is added to the flower tea. I checked the information and found that this material can increase the fertility rate of mythical creatures..."

Floy's beautiful eyes turned, and she looked at the gentleman.

There was an expression of anticipation on his face.

"Have you finished your work yet?"

"ha?"

Chen Lun was taken aback.

In the next second, he saw Floy standing up, her little hand was already holding his arm, planning to lead him to the door.

"By the way, Master Jack, some special postures seem to increase the probability, Floy wants to try..."

"Hey, isn't it bad in broad daylight?"

"This is the moon, Master Jack, it's night for twenty-four hours...and if you think it's too bright, Froy can lower the field of night."

The voice gradually faded away, heading upstairs.

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The Sun Continent, the Far Eastern Misty Sea.

On the boundless sea, the waves are rough and the wind is strong.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and a storm raged in the ocean.

Click! !

A blue-purple lightning flashed across, illuminating the drowsy vision.

Two huge deep divers fought bravely in the sea, the waves broke out, and there were loud noises... The sharp claws wrapped around the arc, tore off the hard fish scales, and blood splashed in the sea water.

The fierce fighting lasted for several hours.

When the head of one of the deep divers was taken off by the opponent, and the body sank to the surface of the sea, the storm stopped.

After a while.

On the beach of a deserted island dozens of kilometers away, a slender figure appeared on the sea, and she slowly climbed onto the beach.

The woman was covered in cuts and bruises, soaked in blood, her long flaxen hair was soaked in sea water, and clinging to her cheeks, her pursed lips were bloodless and trembling slightly, looking rather miserable.

But those blue eyes were extremely determined.

After staggering two steps, the woman couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the sand with a plop.

Her consciousness was a little fuzzy, and she struggled to stuff the several medium-sequence deep-sea substances into her mouth, swallowing them in one gulp.

This is the spoils of war after she kills the opponent, enough to make her accumulation go further.

Not long after, the woman passed out.

In her sleep, she appeared in the familiar bay again.

Under the gloomy sky, a huge square stone pillar stood on the sea in the distance, covered with barnacles, seaweed and the remains of marine life.

A fish-headed monster hundreds of meters high clings to it, casting its gaze indifferently.

"Irina, congratulations, you killed another 'Honor Carnival' contestant... Now, including you, there are still four people left in the carnival."

The woman named Irina knelt on the ground, prostrate towards the sea.

She looked frenzied and said tremblingly:

"Beliye's seeker, the great Heart of the Abyss, Your Majesty Dagon... Irina begs you for new guidance."

"Of course, as the blood relative of Lord Abbasye, Irina, you are eligible to receive my guidance..."

The voice of the fish-head giant was like thunder.

In the next second, Irina felt that the corners of her eyes were a little itchy, and immediately two blue-black fish scales grew out, with fine and mysterious patterns on the surface, resembling Bailiye characters.

Irina was ecstatic in her heart.

She knew that this was a reward and power bestowed by Dagon.

"Go, go fight, go to a duel, and become the final winner... Only in this way can you get the gift of the father."

The voice of the giant fish head suddenly appeared in her ears.

Irina's consciousness blurred again.

When the woman on the shore disappeared, Dagon was still clinging to the huge stone pillar on the sea surface, and there was a trace of expectation and hatred in those bulging, dark eyes that never closed.

"It's almost... King Cang, your death is coming soon..."

Dagon's huge webbed claws brushed against his neck.

It seems that the sharpness of the past still makes him feel deep pain.

A deserted island in the present world.

Irina woke up and found that it was already the next morning.

She hastily raised her hand to touch the corner of her eyes, only to see that she touched the cold fish scales, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing up, Irina's blue eyes looked around.

Three groups of distorted horizons flashed in the southwest and northeast respectively, and two of them almost overlapped and were in the same position, which seemed to indicate something.

"The extreme north of the continent, and the middle of the continent..."

Irina took a deep breath and sneered.

"The final winner must be me!"

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Half a year passed quickly.

It is the spring of 4429 in the solar calendar.

Wonderland Holiday Moon.

On the second floor of the apartment at No. 7 Denton Street, Floy stood in front of the kitchen stove, glanced down at her flat stomach, and sighed in disappointment.

Then, he took out the fried pork chops from the pot, cut them into strips and placed them on the rice. After pouring a spoonful of black pepper sauce, he took the dinner plate and went downstairs.

Beside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the flower shop, that straight and elegant figure was still immersed in writing.

It has been like this every day for the past six months.

Floy gently put the steaming food on the table beside her, and poured another glass of milk.

At this time, I heard a deep but mixed with joyful emotion:

"Finally finished……"

"Um?"

Floy raised her eyebrows and turned her head curiously.

But he found that his lover closed the pen cap, and there were two thick "scripts" with hardcover book covers on the table.

A gold-and-white carved book, inscribed "Anotrisul".

The other is blue and engraved with the words "Dainy Lucius" tattooed on it.

"Master Jack, are you ready for the ceremony?"

Floyd asked in surprise.

Chen Lun stood up from the chair, walked slowly, and gently hugged Floyd in his arms.

"Well, everything is ready..."

Expectation flashed in Chen Lun's eyes.

It took him half a year to get everything ready, and finally he could officially start the promotion ceremony.

"Well, Floyd, the food you made still smells so tempting...Before the ceremony begins, let's eat something."

Chen Lun was in a good mood and chuckled lightly.

The corners of Floy's mouth raised slightly, and she tied the napkin for him with her own hands.

It's still Calvin's day...

Thai pain is hot! ! !