The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick

Chapter 153: Using a Cannon to Shoot Mosquitoes

A golden light gradually emerged from Viktor's body, his eyes flickering with a golden-yellow glow.

As his energy circulated, the surrounding air began to ripple continuously, spreading outwards like waves.

Feeling the power flowing through his body, Viktor experienced an unprecedented sense of comfort.

[Viktor: Kravina] Lv: 43 —— Lv: 45 [Upgrade status in progress —— Time remaining 1:59:50]

HP: 16000+5000 [Equipped with Gaia] / 21000

MP: 17500/19000

It was hard to imagine that a mage would have HP higher than MP.

He carefully felt his lightened body, noticing that almost all aspects of his attributes had been enhanced.

It was roughly equivalent to a two-level increase.

Counting the previously accumulated experience, he could use this ability to temporarily reach level 45 attributes.

This was Madam Cassandra's ability [Upgrade].

However, it now belonged to Vega.

Even the power of the Inheritance Temple could be stolen by Vega.

Madam Cassandra's ability was merely a gift passed down from her diluted holy bloodline.

Those warriors trembled as they watched Viktor's aura continuously rise.

The man standing before them was already incredibly powerful, and under Madam Cassandra's [Upgrade], how much stronger would he become?

They dared not imagine.

Viktor didn't care about the warriors' thoughts. He turned around and looked at Elsa lying on the ground.

He bent down, reached out a hand, and grabbed Elsa's chin, forcibly lifting her head.

Seeing the expression of humiliation, hatred, and unwillingness intertwined on her face, he felt no ripple in his heart.

"So, what are you still struggling for, Elsa?" Viktor's demonic voice sounded in Elsa's ear, breaking down her psychological defenses step by step.

"Are you going to sacrifice yourself to save everyone here?"

"Or..."

"Let everyone here accompany you in death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door suddenly burst open.

Outside, another batch of new warriors rushed in.

They were well-equipped, their bodies covered in various steel armors flowing with magic, holding glowing firearms in their hands.

Aurelianne couldn't comprehend these novel things at all. She could only watch helplessly as those warriors gathered nearby, pointing their dark gun barrels at Viktor.

A muscular man wearing incomplete armor slowly walked in.

It was the guard from outside earlier, his body also emanating an extremely powerful fourth-tier aura.

Blood energy gradually rose from his body, his form slightly swelling, looking exactly like a wild beast.

Two powerful auras collided, causing the surrounding air to bend slightly.

Soon, his gaze swept across the surroundings.

Those warriors who came to support first were all lying on the ground, like puppets that had lost control, completely sunk into the earth.

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Madam Cassandra's eyes were unfocused, kneeling there lifelessly.

Elsa was also grabbed by the chin and lifted up by Viktor, as if being coerced.

Seeing this, the man understood everything that had happened.

He looked at Viktor, his body faintly emanating the aura of a powerful being.

"Viktor Kravina, you are already guilty of heinous crimes! Will you not surrender?"

He waved his hand, and those subordinates wearing fine armor immediately became alert, blue fluorescence flowing on their gun bodies.

"Do you want to taste what it's like to be shot into a sieve?"

Viktor didn't turn his head, but just glanced at those waiting warriors behind him with a cold sidelong glance.

"It seems they didn't give you a chance to save them."

He lowered his hand, letting Elsa fall powerlessly back into the soil.

The cloak on his body began to burn under the slightly trembling golden light, the intense flames stabbing towards the sky, gradually lighting up with red patterns.

The red patterns gradually crawled up from his skin, passing through his shoulders and neck, reaching around his eyes.

"It seems I don't need to continue playing with you anymore."

Suddenly, an incredibly shocking aura accompanied by scorching heat burst out, filling the entire space.

Before Viktor could turn around, that fourth-tier warrior sensed an unparalleled crisis, widened his eyes, and ordered the soldiers:

"Quick! Launch the attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless warriors pulled their triggers, and the sky-piercing blue flames flashed wildly.

Endless bullets mixed with the glow of magic power, the hot air and magic power blended together, making people feel extremely stuffy.

The blue bullets traced smooth trajectories in the air, shooting towards Viktor at high speed.

However, Viktor just casually waved his hand.

A wall of fire rose from the ground out of thin air, stopping in front of Viktor.

Those blue bullets turned to powder the moment they touched the fire wall, dissipating in the air.

But those warriors didn't stop attacking, whether due to fear or excitement, making them even more frenzied.

Even their bullet reloading actions became faster.

The gunfire continued to flash, the attack never ceasing.

Aurelianne crouched behind Viktor, covering her ears with both hands.

But even with her ears covered, the thunderous sound still kept entering her ears.

Shock and confusion rose from her heart, making Aurelianne feel utterly perplexed.

What kind of weapon was that?

Finally, that thick wall of fire seemed about to disappear.

The warriors seemed to see a faint hope, and the commander also appeared extremely excited, shouting:

"Everyone continue! He can't hold on much longer!"

The frenzied hail of bullets rushed towards the fire wall, they completely disregarded whether the bullets would be consumed.

However, the fire that seemed about to dissipate was like a wall of sighs, blocking all the bullets outside.

It couldn't be penetrated at all!

Only Viktor's voice sounded faintly behind the fire wall.

"You call this firepower?"

As he finished speaking, Viktor's movements finally changed.

He put one hand in his pocket, standing sideways, and raised the other hand, making a gun gesture.

Sparks seemed to appear at his fingertips.

A complex red array began to construct in mid-air, those exquisite and complex harmonious patterns gradually began to connect with each other, forming an extremely regular array.

Energy began to gather towards the center of the array, sparks gradually coming together.

The flickering flame in the center of the magic array became more and more violent, more and more rapid.

The surrounding air gradually began to fluctuate, sparks scattered, as if unable to control that power.

Elsa raised her head, being the closest, she felt the sense of crisis more intensely.

Suddenly, she widened her eyes and hurriedly shouted.

"Viktor! I agree..."

"Too late."

A desperate voice sounded in Elsa's ear, blocking her last words.

She stared blankly at the light emanating from Viktor's fingertips, and in a daze, seemed to hear a faint whisper.

"Bang."

As the words fell, a line of golden fire shot out from Viktor's fingers, like flames surging from a gun barrel.

Accompanied by a strong sonic boom, instantly! An extremely wild red light, like the sun, covered the entire space.

The intense pillar of fire, like a fierce beast, surged towards the enemy.

Fire tongues danced.

Seeing this incredibly powerful magic, the commander's eyes bulged, and he ordered loudly:

"Defend! Defend quickly!"

Countless soldiers stepped forward, taking out shields flowing with blue magic from their backs, standing in front.

A blue light gradually connected them, a cyan energy shield slowly rising from the ground.

[Blue Array Interception]

The warriors shouted fiercely, the huge barrier seemed to withstand the surging powerful flames.

But the next second, the raging flames carrying endless energy seemed to completely devour that barrier.

The raging flames surrounded them, making a terrifying crackling sound.

White hot light, like a nuclear explosion.

Swallowed all the countless people present.

[Flame Severance Resentment]

The surrounding ruins were illuminated by the flames, smoke and dust filled the air, and the screams from the enemies abruptly stopped.

Only Viktor still stood in that reddish-brown light, the glow of the flames reflected in his eyes, like the dance of fire spirits.

Aurelianne and Elsa watched the whole process from a safe position.

At this moment, only shock remained in their hearts.

War magic.

They had never seen any mage who could release such powerful war magic so easily by himself.

Elsa, with dust on her face, looked at the flames that continued to roll forward in shock.

In her mind, one thought occupied everything.

Awe.

Finally, the fire gradually dissipated.

And the red stripes on Viktor's body also gradually subsided, his coat regained its color, dimmed down, and swayed in the wind.

He stood calmly in front of the giant pillar of fire, his finger still pointing towards the direction of the enemy, as if announcing the arrival of victory.

The fire pillar gradually dispersed.

And those warriors at the forefront had long disappeared under the constantly surging flames.

A large number of firearms were melted by this flame, red-hot molten iron sank to the ground, and even human bodies were completely vaporized.

That seemingly invincible barrier only withstood part of the damage from this magic.

Many warriors' bodies still retained the upper half of charred flesh.

But their lower bodies had turned to ashes in the flames, dissipating with sparks.

They were already dead, only half a corpse left.

Those warriors who had just broken free from Viktor's restraints were completely submerged by a violent flame, dying gloriously.

Not even a complete skeleton was left.

Only the fourth-tier leader remained, barely alive after being burned by the flames.

Viktor walked to him step by step.

Looking at him with an extremely cold gaze.

He didn't even have time to beg for mercy.

The next second.

A flame flew from Viktor's palm onto his body.

Gradually devouring his last bit of life.

Viktor turned around, no longer looking at the warrior who had turned to ashes.

Instead, he looked at Elsa, whose mind was already occupied by fear.

His voice sounded indifferently.

"Last chance."

"Pledge allegiance, or..."

"Perish."