I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

"Archbishop Carmen's scroll is really powerful... it actually replicated the Captain's former skills."

Maggie looked at the massive black hole in the sky, quite surprised.

All the members of the Polaris Squad were equally astonished.

Seeing this familiar scene, they felt both excited and a hint of nostalgia.

Mr. Jack used this very move in the past to defeat many powerful enemies.

Unexpectedly, after all these years, they could see it again.

As a Sequence Three Demigod Wizard, Carmen's personally crafted scroll was immensely powerful, directly wiping out the three high-ranking incarnations from the History and Ritual Association, as well as all the members of the Antiquities Squad!

"Oh, I was wondering who it was, turns out to be Northern Brother!"

"Good fellow! We've finally caught you! Hahaha!"

"Get him! We couldn't beat you before, but now we're all stuck at Sequence Five, we shouldn't be afraid of you!"

At this moment, the opposing players charged enthusiastically.

Even though the Antiquities Squad and their leading high-level incarnations had been dealt with, these players weren't afraid at all.

Upon discovering Polaris, their desire for battle was further kindled.

The once worshipped top solo player was now stuck at the same Sequence Level as them, and they weren't going to miss the chance to beat him up, feeling lucky for such "good fortune."

Bang!

Noah seized the chance and threw the dark-golden cube in his hand.

The Hope Workshop instantly broke down into small units like building blocks, then self-assembled into a massive cabin door, which opened, allowing tall and strong Storm Crystal Puppets to march out in a row.

"Go!"

Noah raised his hand to command.

A total of eight Storm Crystal Puppets, equivalent to Mid Sequence Transcendents, charged towards the enemy players.

All members of the Polaris Squad also showed their skills, demonstrating the level expected of seasoned Sequence Five players.

The two sides engaged in a chaotic battle, with loud noises everywhere.

Among them, four Sequence Five enemy high-level players targeted Polaris.

All were Path of the Earth "Wax Sculptors."

Polaris guessed that they were likely early players who joined the History and Ritual Association.

But he kept a calm expression, showing no fear.

"Who gave you the illusion that there's no gap among Sequence Fives?"

"Calling you 'Northern Brother' is flattering you, times have changed, you're not the top player anymore!"

The four laughed aloud.

Each threw out a palm-sized wax sculpture.

The small sculptures grew in the wind, instantly transforming into four huge lifelike monsters several meters tall, all Supernatural Creatures they had killed and cast into wax figures.

At a glance, they had lion heads, leopard bodies, double wings on their backs, majestic and imposing.

The four high-level players also displayed their Sequence Abilities, turning into gargoyles.

Clang clang clang!!

However, Polaris, facing eight, wielded his Scepter Sword defensively and offensively, making sparks fly and clanging sound constantly, not falling behind.

Soon, his figure flickered all over the field.

Furthermore, he transformed his blue top hat and gloves into three adorable little pigs! One blue, two brown!

They hovered in mid-air, like machine guns, constantly spitting out red-black "Magic Flying Cards" from their mouths!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

Flying cards shot continuously, producing a scalp-tingling scream.

With Divination lock-on, all eight enemy targets were unavoidable!

A series of violent explosions drew the attention of everyone present.

The four wax figure monsters were shattered into pieces, debris raining from the sky.

The four high-level players were severely injured, hastily using "Historical Retrospection" to recover, staring at Polaris in shock and suspicion.

"Indeed, it's impressive..."

However, Polaris didn't speak.

He simply responded with an enigmatic smile.

Crack!

Crackle!

Polaris's body suddenly grew taller, transforming into a humanoid beast—

His tall body was entirely covered in armor-like dark green keratin layers, with twisted thick black patterns.

Three massive, ferocious crocodile heads, with six crimson eyes, glared fiercely, as spiky ridges rose like guns along his back, extending to the long thick tail.

And substantial blood vapor rose like flames from the patterns on his skin, making Polaris's image and aura quite terrifying to behold.

This was the result of Polaris combining all his Blessing Points into "Animal Mimicry"... all innate three memory slots capable of containing Supernatural Creature characteristics.

In a serendipitous event six months ago, he not only acquired the Mythological Knowledge of Sequence Four "Clown" from ruins in the Spirit World, but also encountered an ancient Supernatural Creature called "Crocodragon."

It took great effort back then to successfully mimic and retain three Supernatural Creature characteristics from it!

"Tyrant's Bite," "Body of the Crocodragon," and "Blood of Terror."

With Polaris going all out, these three abilities activated simultaneously, ordinary Sequence Fives were no match for him!

"Run!"

"Hit you with a stick! Stat monster?!"

"If you can't update, don't update! Version 3.2 is still so unbalanced!"

The four high-level players turned and fled.

Yet they forgot, the Path of Destiny excelled at spatial magic...

Swoosh!

The massive three-headed crocodile monster instantly teleported in front of them.

Leading with a simple yet effective slap—

Bang!!

Blood and flesh blossomed into a fireworks display in mid-air...

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The battle's outcome was unquestionable.

The History and Ritual Association was utterly defeated!

Although both sides are at Sequence Five, Polaris warned the squad years ago—

In the future, the gap between players will be determined by details!

As a result, the high-level players in the Polaris Squad have been diligently searching for opportunities these years, adding some Blessing entries to their panel, and focusing specifically on honing their Strength Skills.

Compared to the ordinary Sequence Five, their abilities are far more powerful.

In addition, with the powerful support of Noah and Maggie exerting force from the rear, losing is difficult.

The three of the Dawn Church have to admit, Jack's student has indeed surpassed most Undead Foreigners.

Even his teammates are all outstanding.

"Mr. Polaris, thank you all."

Noah solemnly said.

After reverting to human form, Polaris instructed everyone to gather the spoils.

"You're welcome, Lord Noah."

He turned and smiled at Noah.

Soon, everyone smoothly entered the residential building.

However, as soon as they reached the second floor, they were greeted by a pungent smell of blood.

The faces of Noah and the three changed slightly.

They quickened their pace and headed straight for the spacious room by the stairs.

Arriving at the doorway, everyone was momentarily stunned.

Inside, the corpses of dozens of white cats were strewn about, their Dawn Church gray robes stripped and casually discarded aside.

The ground was covered with blood, and some flies buzzed around.

A few of the white cat Missionaries were hanging upside down in the center of the room, their injuries grotesque, their eyes gouged out, their fur peeled, along with some whip marks, clearly having endured brutal torture and interrogation before death.

"The History and Ritual Association is provoking us..."

Alec said angrily, holding his nose.

"Jack isn't here, and their audacity is growing! Damn it! Noah, we must retaliate!"

"I support Alec's views, these guys don't regard the Dawn Church at all..."

Maggie clenched her fists, her small face cold.

"The lesson back then still didn't teach them pain!"

Noah said nothing but walked into the room expressionlessly.

He wasn't bothered by the disgusting and filthy environment and quietly, cautiously collected the bodies of the Missionaries.

The members of the Polaris Squad exchanged a solemn glance and then joined in, helping Noah with the cleanup.

"This revenge must be exacted!"

Noah's eyes were red.

He caressed the head of a white cat Missionary and whispered:

"We fight for a common Faith, and the abuse and pain Ryan suffered must be returned by us... Only in this way, will the Faith of the 'Azure King' not collapse, and He will not be disappointed upon His return."

The atmosphere was slightly oppressive and sorrowful.

But the silent scene was soon broken by a man's voice:

"Revenge? I think you won't get the chance..."

Everyone was startled.

Looking back, they saw a wine-red-haired man who had appeared earlier standing straight at the door.

His hands were in his pockets, a cigar was in his mouth.

"The true body of a Saint?!"

The Polaris Squad all changed colors.

The man exhaled a mouthful of smoke and raised his left hand.

His entire palm presented a deep gray marble texture, engraved with dense Array pattern.

"It's a simple trap to lure you into the net... If the Dawn Church people are all this stupid, then the plans of the president and the Angels can be easily accomplished."

As he spoke, the man turned his left hand, palm up, fingers lightly gripping.

Crack! Crack!

From the floor, stone-carved hands suddenly emerged, gripping the ankles of everyone on Noah's side, immobilizing them.

"Ban Magic? Be careful! He has grafted the Sequence Ability of [Grotesque] onto the remnants of the Magic Saint..."

Noah said solemnly.

"Don't be nervous; I'm not after your lives."

The man said mildly.

Whoosh—

From his fingertips shot a brilliant cyan Magic laser, sweeping across, instantly dispatching Dragon King, Tutu, Nana, and five other players, turning them into white light and vanishing.

Even Alec's body was severed, dying immediately.

Bang!

In an instant, Noah decisively used the power of [Bone Gallery], leveraging the Sequence Five [Mortician] traits embedded in the new artwork 'Black Bed' to perform Encoffining, his whole body transforming into shadows, escaping from the grip of the stone hands, disappearing from the room.

"The enemy has taken the bait, change the plan, proceed with the assassination."

From the shadows inside everyone's ear, Noah's barely audible voice came, sounding exceptionally calm, as if he had anticipated the appearance of the high-level Saint of the History and Ritual Association.

Moreover, Noah's voice carried a trace of inexplicable anticipation.

This is precisely the opportunity Noah had been waiting for.

An opportunity to ascend to higher rank!

He aims to transform through the Flesh Pathway, transitioning to the Sequence Four [Darkside] of Infiltration, having accumulated, anchored, obtained all high-level materials and knowledge...

Only the Saint Ritual remains!

As for the specific requirements, it involves participating in the assassination of a high-ranking entity entirely in shadow form, thereby receiving feedback from the ritual!

And this had been thoroughly discussed with Archbishop Martin even before the operation... among numerous possibilities, the likelihood of the opponent concealing a high-ranking true body was the greatest.

Therefore Noah specifically sought a special scroll from Archbishop Carmen, which became the crucial component for completing the ritual—

"Whisper of the Hydra!"

The core material of the scroll being a Mythical Might personally obtained by Carmen from Lady Sigh, containing "Deep Sea Angel Level Hypnosis Power"...

"Smartass."

Noah's voice echoed in the room.

Whoosh.

A scroll appeared out of thin air, covered with countless Magic patterns, alongside a mighty Nine-Headed Sea Monster.

The wine-red-haired man was momentarily taken aback.

Soon after, he heard the elegant singing of the opponent resonate in his ears...