I Became the King of Villains In the Game Chapter 218

  Chapter 218 The Power of Portraits (Ask for a monthly pass!)

"asshole!"

  The monk was furious.

  The player holding the donation box was also stunned.

  At this moment, there were bursts of gunshots, clanging of swords, fighting and shouting from outside the hall.

  The believers in the hall felt a little scared, and they couldn't help but prostrate on the ground, praying more devoutly and hard, hoping to obtain the protection of Madame Rose.

  The monk glanced coldly at the man in the black hat. The latter was sitting on the first row of wooden chairs, with his legs crossed, looking at ease, and even took out a book and read it quietly.

   "Go out and see what's going on!"

  The monk commanded the guards of the players around him in a cold voice.

"yes!"

  The player put down the donation box, looked at Jack twice, and then ran out the door.

  But a player from the same guild rushed into the hall first. He was covered in blood and looked panic-stricken.

   "Those guys are chasing after them from Bingnuo Town! They have already entered the outer courtyard of the church!"

"what?!"

  The desolate town residents began to tremble in panic, their heads stuck to the floor, and their mouths confessed the wrong things they had done.

  The middle-aged monk didn't know exactly what happened, but he could roughly understand that someone attacked the church after hearing what the player said.

   "You! Go and inform Father O'Connell! By the way, call the other two monks! Heavy armored guards go out with me!"

  The cultivator immediately issued orders, and the guards of the players named responded, turned their heads and ran inside.

  Four heavily armored guards followed behind the monk and left the hall together.

  In the outer courtyard of the church at this time.

  Dongyang had already brought his players in, and the player guards of the Guild who lost their name couldn't resist at all. The nearly a hundred muskets beat them to pieces.

   "You blasphemers! How dare you!"

   A shout rang out.

  The middle-aged monk led four guards in heavy armor and came out of the hall. After seeing the chaotic scene, he was furious.

   "The little boss is here!"

   Gotoujin shouted.

   "Well done! Brothers shoot!"

   Dongyang waved his hand.

  Many players standing behind immediately raised their hands, aimed at the middle-aged monk and pulled the trigger.

   There was a crackling sound, the flames blazed, and the bullets were like a storm.

  When the monk was aimed at by nearly a hundred muskets, he felt his hair stand on end. He immediately commanded four heavily armored guards to stand in front of him like a metal wall.

   Jingle Dangdang...!

   Densely packed small steel **** splashed over, making countless dents on the body of the heavily armored guard and splashing sparks.

  The steps where the monk was on were plowed by the storm of bullets, and the broken stones flew across, collapsed and ground flat, but the four heavily armored guards were only slightly injured, and the monk was unscathed.

   "The musket has limited effect on this heavy armored monster!"

  Goutoujin has some experience in this, he opened his mouth to remind.

  At this moment, dense and heavy footsteps came.

Da da da…!

  The other two monks of the church also brought more than 50 heavy armored guards and surrounded them from both sides of the church hall. They are holding spears and halberds, and each of them is tall and big, full of oppression.

   "Damn it! So many armored monsters!"

  Wangji Wuji was taken aback, and other players with muskets were also very nervous. Although the incident of attacking the church made them feel very exciting, this was the first time they had personally experienced such a scene.

  Langton, the deputy leader of the Lost Name, led the players under his command, and walked around outside the church from nowhere, closing the door and beating dogs, cutting off Dongyang and the others.

   Almost all of them were holding two rotten hounds. At a glance, they were all fluttering red cloth.

   "Good guy... this is troublesome!"

  The centaur looked at the enemies on all sides and wiped off his sweat.

  Dongyang, Chenxi and the others also had solemn faces.

  They had long expected that this hidden B-level main mission would not be that simple. I didn't expect such a terrifying power to be hidden in the church branch here!

   This is going to be a tough battle!

   "—Chenxi, Gou Tou Jin and Wang Wang Wuji, your two guilds are responsible for dealing with the enemies behind, deal with them as soon as possible, and break out!"

  Dongyang speaks and directs in the chat room.

   "—There are three church monks in front, all of them are extraordinary, and there are dozens of heavy armored monsters. The muskets of ordinary players are difficult to deal with. We, the Hall of Heroes, are responsible for holding them back!"

"-To understanding!"

"-receive!"

  The brief combat exchange was over, and most of the nearly 100 people split up and rushed towards Langton and the others who were blocking the door. Players raise their loaded muskets and shoot at each other.

   Continuous gunfire rang out, but the unknown player, who had been prepared for a long time, took out the round shield to protect his head, chest and abdomen.

   Jingle!

  Sawdust flying everywhere!

  Scattered steel **** hit the iron-inlaid edge of the round shield, sparking bright sparks!

  Chen Xi and Gou Tou Jin's players were taken aback for a moment, but they didn't expect that the other party had already found a countermeasure.

   "Go! Kill them all!"

   "Let the dogs go! Let the dogs go!"

  Langton laughed loudly, and finally saw the group of people deflated, and he was in a good mood.

  Wow woof...!

  A large number of corrupt hounds swarmed in. The players on Chuxi and Shenai's side were bitten and killed seven or eight of them before they had time to reload.

   "Brothers! It's time to show the power of our 'Hercules Cult'!"

  Goutoujin growled.

  He took out a needle with his left hand and stabbed it hard in his shoulder.

  【Thirsty Blood Needle】!

  The task reward given by Mr. Jack can provide a weak physical blood-sucking effect.

  Goutujin held a bottle of crimson potion in his right hand, popped the cork, and drank it with his head up.

  Grrrrrrrr...!

  【Beef Vigorously Bottle】!

  Be able to transform into a tauren, increase attributes, and greatly increase the blood recovery effect in a short period of time.

   "Humph!"

  Koutoujin roared angrily, and at the same time released his extraordinary power as [Sequence 9 - Butcher].

  In just two breaths, his figure rose up, his muscles swelled, and he became a four-handed tauren with a height of three meters, two horns on his head, and two arms on his back!

   Not only that, Wang Wang Wuji and the five team members trained by the "Hercules Cult" also followed suit, holding up the potion and drinking it with their heads up, and they all turned into tall tauren!

   "The Hercules Sect is showing its might! Get out of the way!"

  The tauren's eyes were red, and he roared to throw away his companions who were blocking the way.

   This scene deeply shocked Langton and everyone in the Lost Name Guild.

   "This... What the **** are these things?!"

  Boom!

  Gou Toujin smashed the rotten hound that was rushing towards him with one punch. With four arms, he moved roughly, grabbed the neck of the hound that was about to bite his companion, and threw it casually, knocking down the missing player.

   It caused an exclamation.

   "Bull... the tauren is rushing over!"

   Several hunting dogs pounced on Goutoujin, and after only two bites, he was torn to pieces. The injuries on Goutoujin's body also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he was an immortal bull monster!

  Wang Wang Wuji and his six giant tauren charged in the opposite direction. Those rotten hounds were like toys run over by a bulldozer, flying around and howling.

   "Hercules is invincible! Tauren are invincible!"

  The players of God's Love Guild cheered.

   Those players who participated in the Goutoujin and Forgotten Mowgli "Hercules" teams also shouted to cheer for them.

  If it weren't for the limited potions that the two "leaders" had on hand, they could all turn into tauren and participate in the battle.

   "Go to hell! You lost name!"

  Goutoujin raised a player from the unnamed guild with his four arms, pulled it violently, and directly staged the torture of "four cows divided into corpses".

  The player turned into a white light in the fear of being dismembered. Presumably after being resurrected, this experience will still cause a lot of psychological shadow on him.

   "Zhuo! What kind of precious thing is this?! It's so frightening!"

  The players who had lost their names retreated again and again. At this moment, they forgot that the opponent was also a player, as if they were caught in a BOSS battle, and their psychological pressure increased sharply.

   Seeing this, Chenxi let out a sigh of relief.

  She directed Chuxi's female players to hide behind the tauren and shoot, and then took the opportunity to throw fireballs at the place where the enemies gathered.

  The scene was chaotic.

   On the other hand, look at the frontal battlefield in Dongyang.

"die!"

  Dongyang roared angrily, and punched the heavily armored guard's chest, making a loud bang.

  The heavily armored guard in front of him had a sunken chest, and was slightly blushed from the heat of his fists. Blood oozes from the gap in his helmet, and he staggered to the ground.

  But in the next second, before he had time to react, one of his arms was "bitten off" by the monk's palm!

"what!"

  Dongyang jumped back to distance himself, clutching his broken arm.

  The church monk in front of him looked at him coldly, and a big mouth full of sharp teeth was revealed in the center of his raised palm. The lips and teeth opened and closed, constantly gnawing on his severed arm, **** and bloody.

  Dangdang!

  The centaur held a long-handled spoon and fought a few moves with a monk. He was punched flying and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

  He got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Before he had time to chat privately in the chat room, he shouted anxiously:

   "Deputy meeting! We can't stand it anymore! These three monks are all [Sequence 8] Transcendents! Brothers' muskets don't work against those heavy armored monsters!"

  Dongyang endured the pain, turned his head and roared:

   "Brothers of the Hall of Heroes, put on your gloves and use fire! Don't be afraid of accidental injury!"

   Then speak in the chat room as fast as possible:

   "—I'll take the bomb to change my life with the monk!"

  The other players were shocked.

   Vice President, have they been pushed to this extent? !

   "— Vice! Don't forget we're on the train and got the painting from Jack!"

   Crazy Ben saw that Dongyang was about to go up and blew himself up, so he immediately spoke to remind him.

  Dongyang was slightly taken aback.

   "Yeah! How did I forget this one?!"

  Boom!

  Countless flames sprayed from the player's gloves, and the dozen or so heavy armored guards at the front were the first to bear the brunt, covered in orange flames.

   The iron armor, which is not afraid of bullets, can't defend against these flames. Under the high temperature, the heavy armor is like a moving oven, suffocating the flesh inside!

   "Ah! Ahhhh...!"

  The heavy-armored guards let out a dull and miserable wail, and fell down on the red body. The corpses exuded heat waves and white smoke, and there was a smell of cooked meat, which was horrible.

   "Hmph! Damn heresy, accept the trial!"

  The three monks couldn't stand it anymore, so they shot immediately.

   Their physical fitness is amazing, their movements are fast, and they come to the players in one jump.

  The next second, the players turned the muzzles of their guns and the palms of their gloves, and bullets and flames hit them.

  But the monks waved their hands, and the big mouths in their palms actually inhaled and ate all the flames and bullets, and there was a creepy jingle sound while chewing.

   Immediately, the three monks rushed into the player group, ready to start a massacre.

   "What! Go to hell, you guys!"

  Dongyang also got angry, cursed, took out the ten paintings and threw them out.

   Hum!

  Suddenly there was a rapid and low-pitched tremor in the field.

  Ten dark figures sprang out from the portrait, rushed to the three monks at an extremely fast speed, and drew a series of cold lights.

  Whoo, whoo, whoo...!

  The three monks were besieged by ten black shadows, and the countless daggers were like drizzle, and there were endless chirping sounds.

  They waved their hands to resist, but they just scattered the black shadows, but there were more and more blood scratches on their bodies.

   The time for a few breaths is fleeting.

  The ten black shadows dissipated, and the ten oil paintings in midair fell weakly, and the faces of Golov and Patton painted on them became blurred.

   "You...these **** heretics!"

  The three monks had ugly faces and were panting heavily.

  Although the body is covered with scars, it does not seem to have been seriously injured.

  Dongyang and the others felt unwilling, but they didn't expect that they didn't kill each other.

  What they don't know is that Golov and Barton are just [Sequence 9] Transcendents after all, and the oil painting only preserves a small part of their power. It was thanks to the large number of oil paintings that such injuries could be caused to the three monks of the Red Apple Church.

   "I'm here to help you!"

  Chenxi rushed over suddenly.

  The battle situation in the rear has been roughly crushed by Kotoujin and the others, and she also freed her hand. Seeing that Dongyang and the others couldn't bear it, Chenxi directly threw out the oil painting that belonged to Floyd.

  A blond blind woman wearing a black cloak emerged, raising the black and purple scythe in her hand, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"careful!"

  The monk reminded loudly.

  But the sickle had already been swung, and an invisible and sharp edge slashed across, and the three monks stood in place as if struck by lightning.

   "Poof...!"

  The three knelt down feebly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

   "Our souls... have been severely damaged!"

   Their eyes were red and their faces were covered with blue veins. After their souls were cut, their bodies also suffered inexplicable injuries.

  Floy's figure disappeared.

  But the three monks were also seriously injured, and their strength was greatly reduced.

  Polaris suddenly jumped out at this time, and his right hand turned into a crocodile head, biting a monk's neck fiercely.

"die!"

  He kicked his feet, and his body turned for several weeks like a crocodile preying on prey, directly tearing the monk's body.

  The other two monks were shocked, but when they wanted to resist, they found that their hands and feet were weak. The next second, the crocodile bite of Polaris had struck!

   After two screams, Polaris' palm bit off their heads abruptly!

   "We actually killed three [Sequence 8] Transcendents!"

  Dongyang, Chenxi and others looked at Polaris whose hands were covered in blood, and felt incredible.

  Relying on the oil paintings of the circus, they directly injured the monks of the church, and finally the Polaris sneak attack completed the kill. This series of cooperation is perfect, which makes other players amazed.

   "The oil painting exchanged from Jack is really easy to use!"

  The horse man smiled.

  He glanced at Polaris, who was holding his head, and cast a blank stare at him.

   "Of course, Brother Polaris is also very good!"

  The death of three monks basically declared the end of this battle. Many heavily armored guards are still fighting with the players, but that is just a stubborn resistance.

  The raging flames continued, and the entire church seemed to be turned into a sea of ​​hell. Many places had been ignited, but no one was paying attention at the moment, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger.

  In the church hall.

  The fire has spread inside, and many wooden benches are burning.

  But those town residents were indifferent, and they prostrated themselves on the ground to pray, as if the flames burned them alive and were unwilling to leave.

  Looking at these innocent town residents, Chen Lun sighed and put down the book in hand.

  He stood up slowly, flicked the shell necklace on his chest [The Siren's Song] lightly, and whistled. The sound waves of hypnosis dispersed, and the residents of the small town were startled for a moment, and then got up one after another.

   "You all leave here through the back door, and then go to the second block ahead, there is an abandoned department store... Someone will settle you there."

  Chen Lun's voice echoed in the church hall.

  The "department store" he was talking about was actually the residence of the shelter in Youdou Town. Although many people were evacuated due to the plague, it was not a problem to give these ordinary people a place to stay.

  The residents of these small towns are not all believers of the Red Apple Church. They have lost their place of refuge after encountering the plague. This church has become their life-saving straw, praying for shelter.

   Out of his bottom line, Chen Lun didn't want to see them die here in vain.

"thanks, thanks…!"

  The residents of the small town wept bitterly, wondering whether Chen Lun in their eyes had become an angel or a **** after being hypnotized, and one by one obediently escaped from the back door.

  Chen Lun's eyes remained unchanged, he glanced at them, then turned and left.

  In the courtyard at the front door of the church, the battle is coming to an end.

  The rotten hounds and heavy armored guards of the church were killed to only a few sporadic ones, no longer a threat. Lost name guild players also went offline in large numbers because the number of resurrections was exhausted.

  Langton saw that the situation was not good, and planned to pull the remaining team to evacuate.

   "Damn Heroic Spirit Hall! There is also Shen Ai and Chu Xi! They openly attacked the Red Apple Church...! How dare you! How dare you!"

  At the same time, he really couldn't figure out how Dongyang and the others had the strength to fight against a church in a small town after only two or three months of public testing.

  Even three [Sequence 8] monks died at their hands!

   "And what good does it do them! Is their guild's think tank a bunch of idiots?"

  Langton was exhausted physically and mentally, and subconsciously clenched his fists.

  The Lost Name Guild's accumulation in Bingnuo Town and Youdou Town was almost completely destroyed in these two attacks. Whether it is the degree of contribution in the church or the level that the members have worked hard to achieve, they all drop.

  Koboujin, who turned into a tauren, was still raging in the crowd. He punched and kicked several unnamed players directly, and the round shields in their hands were like paper, which could be broken with a single poke.

   "Why didn't Father Aokang take action! Our people are almost going to be killed off the assembly line!"

   Langton took a deep breath in his chest, making him extremely depressed.

at this time.

  A figure in a dark red robe descended from the sky, landed in front of the four-handed tauren, and then punched out.

  Boom!

  Gou Toujin counterattacked with his fist, but unexpectedly, the opponent's punch was far stronger than his own.

   After a few rattles, Goutoujin screamed, and three arms broke in reverse, and flew out backwards.

  Boom!

  His tall body even knocked down several companions, causing several fatal injuries to them.

"it hurts…"

  The dog-headed golden urn yelled angrily, got up from the ground, and then cruelly folded his arm back, rubbed it a few times, and made him howl again.

  The injury is recovering quickly, he also roared:

   "Brothers, pay attention! The big monster has appeared! The priest BOSS of the church!"

  The players cast their gazes one after another, and there were constant exclamations.

  Dongyang and the others immediately changed their targets and gathered at the Goutoujin side.

   "—We're both at level 20, but we still can't find any data about the other party. This must be a mid-sequence transcendent. What should we do?!"

   Wang Wang Wuji sent a text message.

  "—Split some people to deal with the remaining enemies, and then concentrate on attacking him for a round!"

   Dongyang said in a speech.

  He took command on the team channel, and Chen Xi and Gou Tou Jin also handed over the command to him.

   Soon, fifty or sixty players raised their muskets and aimed at the burly Father Aokang.

   "Fear of lack of firepower! Shoot me!"

   Bang bang bang...!

  Dense small steel **** came overwhelmingly, Father Aokang was expressionless, and there was infinite anger hidden in his eyes.

  He reported the situation to the higher-ups in the prayer room just now, and he wasted a little time. He didn't expect that this place was already defeated, and he was the only one left with combat power.

   "You... these blasphemers! You deserve death!"

  Father O'Connell's body instantly swelled and turned into a huge standing monster.

  It is four to five meters high, with a long and narrow skinless face, showing sharp teeth, and covered with black and gray hard long hair.

"what-!"

  The sound waves visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, and the small steel **** were shaken away, lost their power, and fell to the ground one after another.

  Dongyang and his party stopped breathing.

  They remembered that in the mixed-cut video about Jack, the bishop monster that appeared was exactly the same as the priest in front of them—[Flesh and Flesh Faction Sequence 7-Ghoul]!

   "How do we kill this guy?! This is not what we can fight at this stage!"

  The horseman said.

  Dongyang and the others opened their mouths, but didn't think of a countermeasure for a while.

  The gap in strength is too great, and any command is useless.

   "I will contain him."

  At this time, a not tall figure stood in front of Dongyang and the others.

   The players looked at him one after another, with surprise in their eyes.

   "North Star!"

   "You will be caught in seconds if you go up! Let us tauren stand in front!"

  Golden urn with a dog's head sounding the airway.

  Polaris took a deep breath and shook his head.

  His hand secretly touched his bosom, where his two hole cards were hidden, which were the portrait and scroll given to him by Mr. Jack!

   None of them saw it.

  On the top of the burning church, a gentleman in black was holding a silver cane, silently overlooking the scene.

  The breeze brushed the hair under the black hat, and the eyes flashed a smile.

   "Watch your show, Polaris."

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  (end of this chapter)

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