I became the king of villains in the game

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in the courtyard.

on the swing.

The little white cat was eating the pan-fried horse jelly fish on the plate, making an unknown howling sound from its mouth. Chen Lun turned his black hat into a small immobile hippopotamus, sat on its back, and The face looked at the cat god in distress.

"Why are you frowning? I'm helping you!"

The little white cat said with a smudge on his face, with his arms akimbo.

"Your Majesty the God of Cats, is this how you usually help believers... reproduce?"

Chen Lun secretly sighed and asked aloud.

"I'm not so free...I'm very busy! You have to learn to be grateful, you know? Give me a few more children to repay me. Well, the dozens mentioned before are too few, let's say a hundred!"

The little white cat jumped on Chen Lun and wiped his mouth with the corner of his white shirt.

Chen Lun didn't dare to be angry or speak out, he could only let the other party fiddle with him.

He simply put Maggie's words behind him and gave birth to a hundred. Is this still a human being?

"Back to the point."

The little white cat eats and drinks enough and wipes his mouth clean.

"Although the current Pope of the Church of the Sun, Emperor Ferney, is a waste, the former Pope Martin is not simple. Hold the gloves on your hands and don't be taken away by them... This is related to your destiny, whether you can truly control it in my own hands."

"My fate...?"

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Chen Lun couldn't help asking.

"Since you have embarked on this path, you will inevitably fall into the 'circle of fate'. This is destined... Only when you are promoted to a high-sequence can you be qualified to jump out, otherwise you will just be a 'chess piece' mission for the rest of your life."

Said the cat god.

"Forget it, you don't understand if you talk too much, anyway, I can only help you so much, you have to rely on yourself..."

Chen Lun was shocked and controlled his expression.

'Being on the path of fate, you are destined to become a pawn? '

"Excuse me... Mr. Philip, is he still alive...?"

Chen Lun asked a question that has been lingering in his mind for a long time. Since the extraordinary people of the fate faction will be manipulated by fate, what will be the final outcome of the senior Philip who guided him?

Is he really dead?

Even with the help of the natural faction angel, Maggie Milna, the god of cats, is it dead?

"Philip succeeded in being promoted to the high sequence, and finally challenged fate, but failed..."

Maggie spoke calmly.

"That's why you can get his legacy. The Book of Wonderland, which reproduces the dream world, is all his accumulation. If you can receive all of it, you may be able to avoid a lot of detours... Maybe you can jump out."

After listening to her words, Chen Lun had more doubts, and his mood was very depressed.

'Has even Philip failed...? '

Chen Lun was silent for a few seconds.

"Your Majesty, can you tell me, who is the person who fiddled with my destiny...?"

"The tragic writer 'Howard', [Sequence 3 - Dramatist], there is only so much I can tell you..."

said the little white cat.

Chen Lun was not surprised.

A person who can fiddle with fate must be a high-ranking transcendent, and at the same time, he also knows his future path and how he will go.

'Howard...a dramatist...I have never heard of this person in my previous life. What kind of existence and purpose does she have? '

Chen Lun secretly clenched his fists.

"The top priority is to advance to [Sequence 6] as soon as possible."

The little white cat patted his thigh.

"There's no other reason, at least you're running fast... The Church of the Sun and the Church of the Red Apple will hunt you down next, don't die."

After speaking, Maggie was about to leave.

Chen Lun was a little anxious, and he didn't care about face, so he said cheekily:

"Your Majesty, can you tell me about the extraordinary knowledge of [Sequence 6]? Even a little bit is fine...!"

If Maggie leaves, he really doesn't know when he will be able to contact her. He wants to take this opportunity to get some help from this angel.

The little white cat showed a contemptuous look.

"Is there in Wonderland..."

She thought for a while and waved the cat's paw lightly.

"Forget it, let me tell you the location directly."

Drops of golden rain fell from the sky, dripping on Chen Lun's head, and immediately a golden illusory bud the size of a finger grew out.

boom!

Suddenly, some information appeared in Chen Lun's mind.

That is the specific location of the six wooden houses in the fairyland, scattered all over the hazy plain.

'Good guy... Philip didn't bother to split one piece of extraordinary knowledge into six pieces. I really want to find it. I'm afraid it will take a long time! '

This thought flashed across Chen Lun's mind.

Peng!

The golden buds on the top of his head shattered and dissipated. He looked up, and the little white cat's eyes returned to its innocence and cuteness.It looked around, wondering why it was here.

Chen Lun knew that Maggie had already left.

"Come on, Beeb."

He beckoned, and the little white cat obediently jumped onto his lap.

Chen Lun thought for a while, and took out a mysterious substance from the natural faction, a small green ball that looked like a herbal pill, exuding a strong breath of life.

This is the only thing left after the batch of mysterious substances purchased from the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce was consumed after transcribing extraordinary knowledge.

The little white cat sniffed the little green ball in his palm, licked it with great interest, took the last bite into his mouth, raised his head to chew a few times, and swallowed it.

"Bab ate the mysterious substance of the conspiracy faction, so you can't let it go... In any case, it is also the little white cat that the cat god has descended miraculously. Let's count it as a reward for you. '

Chen Lun smiled and patted its head.

Soon, some changes took place in Bibu's body. The white hair on its body became more translucent, its body became more slender, and its claws and teeth became sharp and shiny.

At first glance, it is no longer an ordinary house cat, but a shrunken version of a white leopard.

The white cat rubbed against Chen Lun's palm affectionately.

"Has the natural force provided evolution, and the IQ seems to have increased... Even that stupid dog of Bub probably can't beat it now." '

Chen Lun thought to himself.

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Sunflower City.

Wadsworth Clinic.

Jerome was covered in bandages and wrapped in a dark red monk's robe. He only showed one eye, full of hatred.

There were two members missing from the Red Rose team. It was a man and a woman who were seriously injured by Chen Lun, and they were recuperating urgently at the moment.

Although he barely saved his life, it is impossible to participate in the operation in a short time.If it weren't for being a [Ghoul] with strong vitality and resilience, he would have died long ago after receiving such an injury.

The bone wither doll in Jerome's hand was covered with cracks, his eyes burst into a light blue light, and a picture flashed across the crystal ball on the table.

It was a bird's-eye view, facing the ruins on the outskirts of Amber City.

"Byers' location has been locked, and the Church of the Sun, the Church of the Moon, and the Sanctuary are encircling and suppressing... We just need to wait quietly for the opportunity, and finally make a move to complete the task."

Jerome's voice was hoarse.

"Although he possesses the main body and has regained his full strength, he will surely die in the face of such encirclement and suppression."

Jerome felt the sharp pain like a needle prick all over his body, recalling that golden lightning bolt, he couldn't help burning with anger.

"I hope that the little bug that snatched Byers' body can also show up in this siege, so that I will make him pay the due price..."

Jerome said bitterly, and the other team members looked stern.

Speaking of which, they were also responsible for the sneak attack on the clinic and the coffin being taken away.

A strong desire for revenge spreads in everyone's heart.

To be on the safe side, Jerome manipulated the Bone Wither Doll to continue divination, predicting the success of the Red Rose team's operation.

The little bone-faced boy Kaka moved, the blue light in his eyes flickered, reflected in the crystal ball, and the picture was distorted.

Soon, Jerome and members of the Red Rose team saw a gray mist emerge.

As the mist slowly dissipated, a very ordinary palm was revealed.

This hand is turned upside down, with the index finger and middle finger gently holding a goblet, which contains dark red wine, which is crystal clear and intoxicating.

"wrong!"

Jerome immediately sensed danger.

He hastily interrupted the bone wither doll's divination, but the picture on the crystal ball did not disappear, but continued to deduce.

Jingle!

It was clearly just a picture in a crystal ball, but everyone could hear the crisp sound of clinking glasses.

as well as.

A man's chuckle.

"cheers."

Jerome raised his head suddenly, the eyes of all members of the Red Rose team were all red, and the killing intent in their eyes was almost overflowing, and they all stared at Jerome.

"How could... provoke the King of Slaughter?!"

The only eye that was exposed on the old man's face flashed a trace of shock.

He made a decisive decision and retreated violently. His whole body rushed out of the clinic door like a gust of wind.During this process, he also stuffed his palm into the mouth of the bone wither doll, and shouted into the doll's ear:

"Lord Rafa...!"

boom!

Six huge ghouls broke through the gate and walls of the clinic, chasing after them frantically.

In their eyes, there is only killing.

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Ruin-like streets, chaotic crowds.

Blood spilled on doors, windows and street lamps.

In the middle of the cracked stone road, there were six remnants lying here and there, and their spirits were gone.

Jerome knelt in the middle of the corpse like a withered statue. He had been dead for a long time, and his spirituality also disappeared. He did not turn into strange objects and mysterious substances, and retained the original appearance of the corpse.

The bone wither doll in hand shattered to the ground, like a flower pot that fell from the sky.

The bandage on the old man's face was torn off by the aftermath of the battle, revealing a distorted and unwilling face.

His eyes, nose, mouth and ears kept dripping with blood-red wine, ticking.