I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 475 - 335 It’s Your Turn Now

Chapter 475: Chapter 335 It’s Your Turn Now

The Bishop of Batwing’s attack was becoming more ferocious, and Chen Lun had to take it seriously.

Clang, clang, clang…!

The two of them fought from the air to the ground, dragging long traces of destruction on the ground. Their swift and heavy exchanges resembled two colliding iron spheres, sparking and shrilling loudly.

Chen Lun’s skin gradually covered with a layer of pale scales. The frequent clashes caused injuries to his wrists, elbows, and shoulder joints and even cracked his arm bones… However, he possessed “Splitting Resurgence” and “Wake of Insects,” which instantly healed these injuries back to normal.

At that moment, he flashed a smile at the Bishop of Batwing and four red-glowing cards appeared between his left fingers.

The Bishop immediately became cautious but saw Jack wave his hand, sending the four red cards flying past him towards another part of the battlefield. Floey and others, who were fighting the Black Knife Assassins, were hit by the “Hearts cards,” and their wounds immediately healed.

The members of Circus looked surprised and quickly realized that this was assistance from the Leader.

With gratitude and awe in their hearts, they continued to engage in the battle with the Black Knife Assassins.

The corner of the Bishop of Batwing’s eye twitched, feeling deeply humiliated.

This guy was fighting him and yet dared to be distracted by something else?!

“Arrogant fool!”

The Bishop once again lunged forward, his Bone Claw morphing into a giant beastly skull. It bit down, locking onto the slash from Chen Lun’s hand and swallowed the Moon’s Power it carried.

Purple radiance burst forth from the eyes of the skull, immediately unleashing two soul-stealing purple beams!

Sssss!!

Chen Lun was surprised; the Bishop had developed the power of Gourmet to such an extent.

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Whoosh!

He blinked, dodging the counterattack.

The high frequency of vibration ringing around his ears, the skull absorbed the slash from the Youlan Sword and reflected the purple light to plow the ground into two long dark streaks, instantly turning the stone materials into fluffy dust.

“Almost three minutes now…”

Chen Lun abruptly appeared beside the Bishop of Batwing and suddenly said such a phrase, confusing the Bishop.

Immediately, before the Bishop could react, Chen Lun used “Pale Hand.”

Pssht, pssht…!!

His arm burst into dozens of White Pythons, hissing as they opened their massive jaws and lunged at the Bishop of Batwing.

A series of thumping muffled sounds, the Bishop immediately wrapped his batwing in front to block, but the overwhelming force and sharp pain transmitted from the membrane made him involuntarily roar.

Boom—!

The Bishop of Batwing’s body flew backward like a cannonball.

He coughed blood mid-air, feeling shock at that last hit.

“What kind of transcendent power is this… Even ‘Bone Batwing’ failed to defend…”

The Bishop trembled inwardly.

In a flash.

He saw darkness before his eyes—

Jack, with his back to the light, blinked to his front!

That pale swarm of snakes attacked once again!

This time, they intertwined and combined into a massive and terrifying mace, crashing down with a boom!

Thud!!

The Bishop of Batwing’s body, previously flying backward, suddenly stalled in the air and was hammered straight to the ground. The “Pale Serpent Pillar” pressed down on his body, smashing into a huge pit. The shockwave lifted debris and dust, sending earthquake-like tremors to every corner of the square.

Fighters from the other two battlefields also glanced over, feeling shocked.

The swarm of snakes retreated back, reforming into an arm.

Chen Lun stood silently at the edge of the pit, looking down at the Bishop below.

The latter struggled to stand up.

But one side of his batwing was broken, his entire body twisted and torn, even the joints pierced by bone shards. The Bishop, with a twisted face and bloodshot eyes, stared deathly at Chen Lun.

“These wounds won’t kill me.”

The Bishop’s hoarse voice declared.

As he spoke, his wounds indeed began to heal rapidly.

This was the terrifyingly strong regenerative power of the Transcendents of the Flesh Faction.

Even the Priests lying severely wounded not far away were now recovering their injuries, standing up again with fierce expressions and surrounding them…

But Chen Lun merely glanced at them and said indifferently,

“Don’t you feel like there’s something more on your bodies?”

“?!”

The Bishop of Batwing and the five Priests were instantly stunned.

“He’s using words to disrupt us, ignore him!”

The Bishop of Batwing shouted coldly.

But immediately, his face contorted, and he let out a heart-wrenching howl—

“Aaahhh!!”

On his back, arms, thighs, chest, and even his face… many parts of him were sprouting clumps of tiny white snakes, each clump with a dozen or so snakes, incessantly writhing and hissing weirdly.

This scene was witnessed by the five Priests, making their scalps tingle and hearts almost stop.

Sanity dwindled in an instant.

The usually imposing Bishop was now like a madman out of control, screaming and writhing on the ground. The tiny snakes that sprouted all over him exploded one after another, turning into bloody remains. Each explosion meant a part of the Bishop’s flesh would burst open as well.

It was as if the damage was transmitting.

“When did it happen… Aaahhh! What exactly… is it?!”

The writhing Bishop was still screaming in despair.

He finally understood; the swarm of snakes had definitely been planted by Jack in a moment of inattention.

An image flashed through the Bishop’s mind—

The opponent had twice transformed their arms into a swarm of snakes to inflict severe damage. That close contact…

It must have been during that time!

Reluctance! Pain! Resentment!

Complex emotions burst forth within the Bishop’s heart!

Eventually, they turned into a bestial roar.

Five priests also quickly issued the same agonizing screams as the Bishop… Their bodies sprouted countless white snakes! Those damn snakes exploded one after another, their own bodies rapidly disintegrating!

“No! Ah… Ahhh!”

“Ahhh!!”

This was a pain that penetrated into the marrow of the bones and also the most cruel punishment in this world. Even they, seasoned Transcendents on the Flesh Pathway, couldn’t bear it and could only watch as they died.

Immense fear filled their hearts!

Chen Lun stood at the bottom of the pit and decapitated the Bishop with a sword.

After surviving such an intense barrage of Serpent Parasitism self-destruction, this senior Bishop of the Red Apple Church still wasn’t dead, his face already beyond recognition, with a bitter expression of extreme resentment.

“I curse you… Jack…”

“Always the same trick, can’t you come up with something new?”

Chen Lun said indifferently, holding the Bishop’s head.

“I curse you!”

“Rebound.”

Chen Lun curled his lips.

Suddenly, a purple-red Deathburn Fire enveloped the head. The Bishop’s face twisted in the agony of burning, his mouth exaggeratedly wide open, and in his eyes, deep horror was evident…

Purple-red fire!

This was the flame of Spade Knight Qiaoke!

The Jack in front of them was actually…

The Bishop wanted to loudly warn the Red Rose Squad, but he couldn’t manage it.

He ultimately died in the flames.

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Floey swung the Great Black Scythe in her hand, slashing out a black light wave. A muscle-bound cow standing upright on one side then slammed down its Bone Sword into the palm, quaking the air.

Both were attacking a two-meter-tall “Black Figure” from the left and the right.

Noah, from the rear on a Throne of Blood, mimicked drawing while using the painting behind him to support Floey and Antonio. He borrowed the power of Shark Fighter, firing several electrically charged water waves shaped like sharks at the “Black Figure.”

Boom!!

Roxanne sneered and waved her hand, which astonishingly transformed into a four or five-meter-long “Shadow Great Knife,” smashing all attacks from Floey, Antonio, and Noah. It continued forcefully, even injuring the human and cow before her.

Spurt—

Floey and Antonio were thrown back several meters, wounds deep enough to expose bone appearing on their bodies.

Roxanne is too strong… She is a “Mortician” of Sequence Five, able to freely manipulate shadows to ‘encooffin’ herself. Unless we break her ‘coffin,’ she can keep transforming and attacking intensely,” Noah explained to his two companions, drawing on his extensive knowledge of the Mystic Realm.

Floey and Antonio’s hearts sank.

The enemy’s strength was overwhelming, and even their combined efforts struggled to contain her.

“It’s time to use the power Master Jack bestowed upon us.”

Floey said calmly, turning her head.

Antonio and Noah were startled at first, then nodded emphatically.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Under Roxanne’s surprised gaze, Floey, Antonio, and Noah’s backs suddenly burst forth with a cluster of white snakes, writhing like a peacock’s tail.

“What is this? Parasites?”

Roxanne, all in black and towering in height, crossed her arms and watched the scene with interest.

The knife wounds on Floey and Antonio’s bodies disappeared in an instant, and from the throng of snakes at their backs, one white snake fell, lifeless.

“Interesting!”

Roxanne raised an eyebrow.

The two sides clashed once again!

But this time, Roxanne felt a slight pressure she hadn’t felt before.

In her eyes, curiosity gradually turned to solemnity.

Because those snakes growing from the opponents’ backs would autonomously strike, interfere, and entangle during the battle, an annoying nuisance… Although they couldn’t breach her “Shadow Coffin’s” defenses, they caused acute pain.

Moreover, even if she grievously wounded them, as long as she didn’t follow up with a killing blow, they could transfer their injuries onto those bizarre snakes, remaining completely unaffected. Two Sequence Seven Transcendents, along with a Transcendent cow, simply by the merit of the snakes on their backs, managed to contend with her for several minutes.

This was quite vexing for Roxanne.

However, just as she was getting serious, planning to pay a little price to eliminate these three Circus members, she suddenly felt a strong sense of danger.

Her vision blurred suddenly.

The gentleman in a black suit, holding a head burning with purple-red flames, suddenly appeared before her.

That head…

Belonged to the Bishop of the Red Apple Church…

Roxanne’s pupils contracted.

“How is it possible so quickly, and moreover, you’re completely unharmed…”

The response she received was only Chen Lun’s polite smile, and the brief but unrelated reply:

“It’s your turn, Roxanne, ten minutes are almost up…”