I Became the King of Villains In the Game Chapter 353

  Chapter 353 We finally meet, Jack

  Alex stood quietly in place, silent in this stagnant and dead dreamland.

   Another half hour passed.

   "Don't meddle too much in Jack's fate, it won't do you any good..."

   Alex said slowly.

  Philip shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I... didn't do this on purpose. After receiving the guidance of fate, I knew that he would be the key to breaking the situation, and also an important person who could help me completely get rid of the entanglement in the dream world... He doesn't mean anything malicious, it's just that... life is really like a dream, I seem to have known him for a long time, and I want to help him reach a high position quickly, and help him step onto the real stage."

  Alex gave him a deep look.

   Thoughtful.

   Immediately, another subtle word was murmured.

  Philip was taken aback suddenly, because he heard four vague words:

   "The Ring of Fate..."

  Alex raised his head and warned indifferently:

  "The guidance of fate may not always be true and correct. Please keep in mind... In addition, excessive and blind promotion will bring bad luck that backfires."

  Philip was dazed, and finally bowed his head deeply.

   "Thank you for your instruction, Your Majesty."

  Alex didn't speak anymore, and the silver rings in his eyes slowly faded away.

  The surrounding scenes seem to have pressed the start button, and then "moved" again, returning to normal.

  Alexis was unaware of all this. He once again had a look of vigilance and doubt on his face. He pointed at Philip and yelled loudly:

   "The suspicious-looking person, I order you to catch it now! Otherwise, my sword will cut off your head!"

  As if to confirm his words, a dazzling sword fell from the sky and fell into Alex's hands. Like a hero in myths and legends, he flew up with a sword in his hand, and his body radiated golden light, illuminating the entire night sky.

  The princess raised her head, clasped her hands together and prayed, her beautiful eyes were full of adoration and admiration.

  The onlookers at the bonfire party also cheered wildly, shouting Alex's name.

   And seeing this scene, Philip took a deep breath.

  He knew that the other party was almost invincible in this exclusive dreamland...

   If he is cut by a sword, it will be quite troublesome.

  But after meeting His Majesty, he finally obtained permission to leave here.

  Philip was about to wake up.

  But at this moment, a faint voice of prayer was heard—

   "The one who favors fate, the practitioner of joy, the smiling clown... Sir Philip, if you hear the voice of your subordinates, I implore you to save the tea party. The despicable Murder Club has sent five incarnations of the Knights of the Round Table to imprison us..."

  He frowned involuntarily.

   "Is this Manolan's voice?"

  Jack Winery.

Spirit world.

  The people at the evening tea party, headed by Manolan, are being bound by "cocoon cages" made of shadow mud, hanging high in the air, and the dark silk threads are directly connected to the ceiling.

   Directly below, five high-backed chairs were cast in black shadows, on which sat five Knights of the Round Table.

  Chen Lun, holding a silver cane in one hand and a black top hat in the other, stood by the side, watching this scene with great interest.

   "You only have ten seconds."

   Knight Mulenga spoke indifferently.

   "When the time is up, the shadow will run through your body and draw out your spirituality, and this process will last for 43,200 seconds... At that time, every second will be an extraordinary pain."

  Manolan felt the cold shadow tightly wrapping himself, and sweat covered his cheeks.

  He knew his time was running out.

  Mouth slowly opened, but did not dare to speak easily.

  Every member of the Twilight Tea Club has signed a "Numerical Contract", and his own destiny is closely related to the Tea Club. Once he leaks the secret and causes the Tea Club to be severely injured or even destroyed by the other party, he himself will die in the end.

  Speaking is death, not speaking is death.

   Just speaking out slows down the process without making any difference.

  The tremendous pressure brought by death made him almost faint.

  Manolan could only frantically pray to Chairman Howard and Acting Chairman Philip in his heart, praying that they could hear his voice and perform miracles.

   "Ten, nine, eight..."

  Knight Mulenga rested his hands on the armrests of the dark high-back chair and spoke indifferently.

  The cold countdown echoed throughout the space.

  Manolan's heart was already beating violently, and he could hardly stand the torture anymore.

   "Four, three, two..."

   Just as the countdown was about to reach one hour, Manolan felt hardened and gritted his teeth to speak.

   And just at this moment.

  Mulenga stopped talking, and together with the other four knights of the round table, they all looked towards the right hand side. Manolan and the others were breathless, and they also turned their bloodshot eyes, looking along the line of sight——

  It was originally just a corner of the living room, and there was an old vertical wooden clock.

   The pendulum swings left and right as the second hand jumps, making a clicking sound.

  But in the invisible air ahead, a blond man slowly walked out.

  A retro dress with black and white stripes, the iconic big back hair, haggard face, deep dark circles...

  Manolan and others immediately recognized the person who came, it was the acting president of the tea party, Your Majesty Philip!

  They couldn't help being overjoyed, and a bright light of hope was born in their red eyes.

   Saved!

  The five Knights of the Round Table stood up in unison, staring at the strange visitor with serious expressions and vigilance.

  They all clearly felt the mythical aura of this blond man.

  This means that the other party is also a high-ranking person.

   Moreover, the sequence is one order higher!

   What they care most about is that this person is coming in person, not an incarnation like them!

   "Who is your Excellency?"

   Ginsberg asked in a deep voice.

  Philip looked around for a week, sighed a little troubled, and said in a tired tone:

   "You can call me Philip, and now I am forced to serve as the acting president of the Evening Tea Party."

  The pupils of the five Knights of the Round Table narrowed slightly, and they looked at each other silently.

  The acting president of the evening tea party? !

  They have never heard of such a No. 1 person.

  The current situation seems to be a bit troublesome...

  'Philip? ! '

   Standing aside, Chen Lun only felt a shock all over his body. He stared at the tired blond man not far away, feeling unbelievable.

  'Isn't he already dead? ! How could it be... Could it be that it was just a coincidence that they had the same name...'

  From the moment Philip appeared, Chen Lun was vigilant. The other party ignored the space disturbed by the "spiritual breath fire" and set foot in this area without being affected.

  The reactions of the five round table knights around him also told him that the other party was by no means a simple character.

  Nine times out of ten, he is a high-ranking person!

   "Everyone, don't be nervous, haha..."

  Philip raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and said with a smile.

  But everyone present did not react, and the fear on the faces of the five knights of the round table deepened.

   "Why so serious? Just smile."

  Philip coughed twice in embarrassment, but no one paid attention.

  He shrugged, and then looked at the gentleman in black beside the five knights of the round table, with a sincere smile on his face, and his tone was quite emotional:

   "Jack, we finally meet."

  Including the five knights of the round table, everyone present was very surprised.

  Jack actually knew this man? !

  Chen Lun widened his eyes even more, and asked with great uncertainty:

   "You... are you really Philip?!"

   "Why do you have such a problem? It's weird..."

  Philip was a little surprised. He patted his black and white striped dress. He was very proud, and said slightly ostentatiously:

   "How about it? Is my outfit hot enough? Isn't it handsome? It's like a wild male zebra, attracting everyone's attention!"

  He also winked at Chen Lun, as if sharing with a friend, whispered:

   “I was wearing it the other day with a beautiful zebra lady…”

  Philip flicked his tongue and cast a look that you understand.

  Chen Lun was stunned.

  He can basically confirm now...

  The other party was the Philip I knew.

   "We'll talk later."

  Philip said something to him, and then smiled and looked at the other knights of the round table:

   "My friends, what happened? Can you tell me?"

  The five knights of the round table exchanged eye contact, but they still couldn't figure out what the other party's attitude was.

   But due to the opponent's strength, it was not easy to turn his face, so the tall Ginsburg knight stepped forward, and Shen Sheng told the general story.

"I see…"

  Philip nodded with a look of understanding.

  He said apologetically to the Knights of the Round Table:

   "I'm really sorry, I've just been 'leaved from prison', so I don't understand many things... Some time ago, I was held back by an old friend and wasted some time. I didn't expect so many things to happen at the tea party."

   All did not understand His words very well.

   But Philip was still talking to himself, and then he looked up at the tea party trapped in the black cocoon, and asked aloud:

   "Manolan, choose to intervene in the seat competition, and lead the tea party to side with the Black Sword Brotherhood... Whose idea is this?"

  Manolan didn't know why the acting president asked such a question. After struggling for a few seconds, he said in a deep voice:

   "It is the common wish of the tea party..."

   "Shit!"

  Anderson, who was also hung on the side, cursed.

   "Your Majesty Philip, during the period when the chairman and you are not at the tea party, the internal discourse power is all controlled by Manolan and his henchmen... They coerce and lure the rest of the members, and finally let this decision win with absolute votes!"

   "Your Majesty Philip! Don't trust what he says alone! It's all about him..."

  Manolan cursed angrily.

   But was soon interrupted by Philip.

   "Okay, shut up."

  He shook his head helplessly, and looked at the five members of the Knights of the Round Table.

   Pointing to the many black cocoons above his head, he said with a smile:

   "I'm really sorry, I let you watch a farce... This is a group of damned scourges, you should kill them quickly."

  Manolan and others looked in disbelief.

   "Phi...Your Majesty Philip! You...?!"

  Philip tilted his head, grinned, and said in a weird tone like teasing a child:

   "Shut up and laugh."

   Immediately.

  All the people at the tea party who were trapped in the cocoons of shadows above their heads were all speechless, with weird smiles on their faces without exception. Only their eyes were filled with extreme fear.

   "Mr. Philip, what do you mean?"

   Ginsberg asked in a deep voice.

  Philip spread his hands.

   "I'm serious. Hurry up and kill these guys above me, and then talk about peace..."

  He pointed to the gentleman in black beside the Knights of the Round Table, chuckled and said:

   "For Jack's sake, I will take the remaining members of the tea party and withdraw from the cooperation with the Black Knife Brotherhood..."

  Philip rested his chin in thought for two seconds.

   "Well, then it is not impossible to cooperate with your club..."

  The five knights of the round table looked at each other.

  The scene was silent for a while.

   The Knights of the Round Table seemed to communicate in a way that others could not understand.

  Considering that Philip is powerful and it is inconvenient for them to conflict with him, they plan to report this matter to the Knight Commander. At this time, Knight Bindu came forward and nodded to Philip:

   "Your Excellency, this matter is of great importance, so why don't you have a private discussion with the Knight Commander?"

"no problem."

   Philip smiled.

  At the same time, he blinked at Chen Lun again, as if to say:

how about it? Interesting enough.

   Thanks for the birth of the third leader of this book!

   Thank you, the leader of Qianglong Zhixiang o for the reward!

   The boss is spending money! Thank you very much Carrot!

  (end of this chapter)

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