I've Become the King of Villains in the Game
Chapter 1032 - 670 Double Ceremony _4

Chapter 1032: Chapter 670 Double Ceremony _4

The sound gradually faded away, heading upstairs.

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Sun Continent, Far East Mist Sea.

On the boundless sea, waves surged, and strong winds howled.

The sky flashed with lightning and thunder, the storm rampaging in the ocean.

Crack!!

A blue-purple lightning streaked across, illuminating the dim view.

Two gigantic Divers fought fiercely in the sea, causing waves to rise and loud noises to continue... Claws wrapped in arcs of electricity tore open hard fish scales, and blood splattered in the seawater.

The intense fight continued for several hours.

When the head of one Diver was severed by its opponent, and the corpse sank into the sea, the storm also ceased.

Some time later. NovelFire

At the edge of a deserted island’s beach, tens of kilometers away, elegant figures emerged from the sea, slowly climbing onto the sand.

The woman was covered in wounds, drenched in blood, her flaxen hair wet from seawater, clinging to her cheeks. Her pursed lips were colorless and slightly trembled, making her appear very miserable.

But her blue eyes were extremely determined.

Staggering for two steps, the woman could no longer stand, collapsing into the sand with a thud.

Her consciousness was somewhat hazy, struggling to shove several Mid Sequence deep-sea substances tightly grasped in her palm into her mouth, swallowing them in one gulp.

This was the spoils of her battle victory, enough to advance her accumulation further.

Before long, the woman fell unconscious.

In her dreams, she once again appeared in a familiar bay.

Beneath a gloomy sky, a massive square Stone Pillar stood on the distant sea, covered with barnacles, seaweed, and remnants of marine life.

A fish-headed monster, several hundred meters tall, clung to it, casting an indifferent gaze.

"Ilina, congratulations, you’ve killed another ’Honor Carnival’ contestant... Now, including you, only three remain in the Carnival."

The woman named Ilina knelt on the ground, prostrating towards the sea.

Her face bore an expression of fervor, speaking with trembling tone:

"Oh seeker of Bayleaf, great Heart of the Abyss, Your Majesty Dagon... Ilina beseeches you, grant new guidance."

"Of course, as a blood kin of the Lord Abasye, Ilina, you have the right to receive my guidance..."

The voice of the fish-headed Giant boomed like thunder.

In the next moment, Ilina felt a slight itch at the corners of her eyes, then two blue-black fish scales grew out, with intricate and mysterious patterns on the surface, resembling Bayleaf inscriptions.

Ilina’s heart filled with joy.

She knew this was a reward and strength bestowed by Your Majesty Dagon.

"Go, fight, duel, become the last winner... Only then can you receive the Father’s grace."

The fish-headed Giant’s voice resounded in her ears.

Ilina’s consciousness blurred once more.

When the woman by the shore disappeared, Dagon still clung to the gigantic Stone Pillar in the sea, the ever-open, bulging black eyes showing a hint of expectation and resentment.

"Soon... Azure King, your death is nigh..."

Dagon’s massive webbed claw brushed over its own neck.

As if the sharpness of the past still caused it profound pain.

Present-day deserted island.

Ilina awoke, finding it was already the next morning.

She hurriedly raised her hand to touch the corners of her eyes, feeling the cold fish scales, and relaxed inwardly.

Standing up, Ilina gazed around with her blue eyes.

Two twisted vistas flickered in the southwest and northeast directions, as if indicating something.

"The extreme north of the continent, and the middle of the continent..."

Ilina took a deep breath, revealing a cold smile.

"The final winner will be me!"

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In no time, six months passed.

Spring of Solar Calendar 4429 arrived.

Fake Moon of the Immortal Realm.

Second floor of apartment seven on Denton Street, Floey stood in front of the kitchen stove, glanced down at her flat belly, and sighed in disappointment.

Then, She lifted the fried pork cutlet from the pan, sliced it into strips, placed it on the rice, drizzled a spoonful of black pepper sauce over it, and took the tray downstairs.

By the flower shop’s floor-to-ceiling window, that elegant figure remained bent over writing.

For this half year, it was like this every day.

Floey gently placed the steaming food on a nearby table and poured a glass of milk.

Just then, a low yet joyful exclamation was heard:

"Finally finished..."

"Hmm?"

Floey raised an eyebrow curiously, turned her head to look.

Only to find her lover capping the pen, placing two thick, hard-covered "scripts" on the table.

One with gold and white carvings, engraved with "Arno Tresor" lettering.

The other with blue carvings, embossed with "Dennie Lucius" lettering.

"Lord Jack, is your ceremony all prepared?"

Floey asked excitedly.

Chen Lun stood up from the chair, walked over slowly, and gently embraced Floey.

"Yes, all prepared..."

An expectant glint flashed in Chen Lun’s eyes.

He had spent half a year making all the preparations, finally able to formally commence the Promotion Ceremony.

"Yeah, Floey, your food still smells so enticing... Let’s eat something before the ceremony starts."

Chen Lun, in high spirits, chuckled lightly.

Floey raised a corner of her mouth, personally fastening a napkin around him.