I Became the King of Villains In the Game

The solemn Red Apple Church.

On the outer wall of the minaret building under the night, the side face of the angel relief overlaps with the purple moon, and a round of coquettish light emerges.

A burst of dense footsteps came from the end of the street.

Two heavily armored guards with the red apple logo on their chests took the lead, holding torches and marching towards the church.

Behind them was a long queue of dozens of church guards.

A few guards were still holding dog leashes, and rotten hounds in red cloth followed the team obediently.

When they came to the church, the team entered in a long file, and entered through the gate in an orderly manner, leaving only two guards at the gate.

Church interior.

Prayer room.

A young woman slumped to the ground disheveled, with a deep gash in her throat and blood spilling all over the floor.

Apparently she had been dead for a long time.

Stilton's fat back in a monk's robe was standing not far from the corpse.

He was holding a beautiful short knife with blood dripping from the shiny blade.

"Qiangwei, why haven't you responded yet..."

Stilton wiped his sweat with a handkerchief in the other hand, and fixed his small eyes on a golden goblet on the altar.

The cup was full of blood, and ripples rippled out from time to time.

After a long time.

An old voice came from the goblet:

"Stilton, this is the third time you have called me...I hope you can give me a reason to convince me."

"Master Bishop!"

The fat monk was overjoyed, and he quickly approached the goblet.

"When will you leave for Emerald Town? The superhuman who destroyed Apple Orchard's prison is most likely hiding here now...

As long as you come, that guy will never escape! "

The blood in the cup was silent for a while, just when Stilton was a little puzzled, the old voice came again:

"Will reminded me before, now it seems that the sinner is probably a transcendent from the 'History and Ritual Association', who pretended to be a sacrifice and sneaked into the prison, and finally killed our priest Carter..."

"Their purpose is very clear, it is that pot of sunflowers [strange thing]...

The high level of the church made a simple speculation about it, and it is very likely that it is the legacy of the saint who caused the collapse of Tourmaline King City more than ten years ago. "

"If it wasn't for the double pressure from the Church of the Sun and the shelter, Lord Rafa wouldn't have secretly transferred it to a fringe town like Emerald Town...

It's just how did those nasty rat people know this news...? "

Extreme anger was suppressed in the old voice, and Stilton wiped his sweat frequently.

He wanted to remind but dared not remind His Excellency Bishop, he didn't want to know these inside stories at all.

"Is there a traitor in the church?"

Stilton asked in a low voice.

The blood stagnates in the cup.

"You are such a pig brain, Stilton! Who would dare to betray a person who believes in roses!?"

The old voice cursed, and then it seemed to suppress the anger, and gradually calmed down.

"Forget it, you won't understand...

Now you only need to know one thing, the sinner cannot escape, the church will make him into fertilizer in the garden. "

"After Carter's death, the church's extraordinary combat power in Emerald Town is vacant, so you don't need to worry about him for now...

Wherever he fled, he eventually joined his accomplices with what he had stolen. "

"Now the church has locked the people behind this operation, so that I can't get away for a while...but their death is coming soon."

"You stay silent for a while, there is no need to call me again if there is nothing important."

The old voice faded away, and the blood in the golden goblet became calm.

After listening to the bishop's words, Stilton was not only not at ease, but even more agitated.

After the priest's death, he has been in a state of extreme insecurity.

"During this time, I will stay in the church and not go out..."

He let out a long breath and turned to leave.

Suddenly, he saw a big black mouse on the ground, looking up at him.

"mouse……?"

Stilton was taken aback.

The big black mouse squeaked and ran away in the blink of an eye.

The fat monk watched the mouse run away, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart.

"How come there are mice suddenly..."

He had heard of some strange and extraordinary abilities in the mysterious field, so just in case, he hurriedly followed the mouse in the direction it left.

But as soon as he walked out of the prayer room and came to the outside yard, he suddenly saw the corpses of guards strewn all over the ground.

Without exception, they all had their necks turned 180 degrees, and there were many tiny teeth marks on their bodies.

Bloody and bloody, extremely tragic.

"!!"

Stilton was startled, and took a few steps back trembling.

"Come... come! That guy really came here!"

Why didn't you hear anything? It's all in the church!

Stilton immediately ran back to the prayer room, picked up the golden goblet and the crossbow hidden under the prayer table.

Then go back to the courtyard and run towards the back door of the church.

He pushed open the iron gate of the courtyard, and suddenly heard a shrill dog barking.

Immediately afterwards, the broken body of a rotten hound was thrown to the feet.

It was panting heavily, and it looked like it was going to die.

When he looked up, he saw a man hidden in a cloak grabbing a short sword from a church guard and stabbing him through the body.

The guard screamed and sprayed out dazzling blood.

thump!

The body fell, rolling aside along the brim hat.

Immediately afterwards, Stilton saw several big black mice surrounding the man in the cloak, and one of the familiar mice jumped into his palm and squeaked.

As if whispering to him.

The scene was very strange, and Stilton only felt the creeps all over his body.

Is this man the sinner who killed the priest and stole the [unearthly thing]...

Chen Lun laughed dumbfounded after hearing the little mouse's report.

It turned out that the random nonsense at that time was reported to the Red Apple Church by that fellow Will.

It's no wonder that they thought about it, the group of transcendents from the History and Ritual Association who took the [Earth faction] route really liked to steal things, especially things from other people's graves.

But what Chen Lun didn't know was that it was precisely because the History and Ritual Association recently dug the grave of a senior member of the Red Apple Church that they believed in this inference.

Chen Lun bent down to let the mouse go, then turned to look at Stilton.

The latter suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if falling into an ice cave.

"Heretical! Die!"

The roar of the urn urn exploded in the ears.

Two heavily armored guards strode forward from behind Chen Lun, and threw their spears at him head on.

Snapped!

Chen Lun turned around and raised his hands, grabbing the handle of the gun under the spearhead.

The vigorous swing stopped suddenly.

The two guards in heavy armor were slightly taken aback. They found that the palms of the cloaked man's exposed hands were covered with dark golden scales.

Shifting his gaze slightly, he saw a pair of vertical pupils like poisonous snakes under the hood of the cloak.

"die!"

The two only listened to a plain word.

next second.

Boom! ! Boom! !

The turbulent force was accompanied by severe pain, and the two heavily armored guards flew upside down.

Boom!

The heavy body hit the ground, and the stone road was full of cracks.

Many bricks cracked into rubble and flew everywhere.

The breastplate of the heavily armored guard seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and a large hole was sunk, and the body hidden inside might not be spared.

Under their fully enclosed helmets, bright red blood slowly gushed out.