I've Become the King of Villains in the Game
Chapter 1045 - 678: 9 Years Later_2

Chapter 1045: Chapter 678: 9 Years Later_2

At a glance, it was almost all withered grass and decayed vegetation, the ground covered with yellowish-brown mud and patches of bubbling, muddy swamps.

A young girl in a gray dress lightly touched the ground, her figure turned into a mass of pale flames, flickering away and then reappearing at a farther place. With just a few blinks, she arrived in front of a village surrounded by black trees.

The village seemed quite dead, as if abandoned for a long time.

However, the girl glanced over and chuckled softly.

"Hiding here, are we?"

She took a step, intending to enter straight from the Great Gate.

At that moment, strains of string music emerged from the village, akin to the ancient Nikuhpa harp and the waist harp, the sound monotone yet inexplicably harmonious, but the melody was quite mournful and bizarre.

Simultaneously, a human chorus accompanied the strings.

Voices of men, women, old, and young all joined, with a man’s voice leading. The entire song was quite beautiful; at least Dannie felt it was the most exquisite song she had ever heard.

Dannie could not understand the words of the song; it was in a strange language.

But the emotions within it deeply pierced her heart.

It was an overwhelming lament of sorrow, mixed with unwillingness and resentment, causing Dannie to stop in her tracks and listen closely with her eyes closed.

[You are influenced by mysterious power...]

[You hear the song played by a Sequence Four "Curse Master" from the Clamor Pathway, subjected to curses "Blood Coagulation," "Muscle Dissolution," "Breathing Difficulty," "Mental Paralysis," "Transcendent Exhaustion," "Mental Confusion"...]

[Mystical authority determination...]

[Mysterious Resistance determination...]

[Willpower determination...]

[The mysterious influence is ineffective on you; you have evaded all curses!]

Although Dannie was not affected by the mysterious influence, she was moved by the emotion in the song, as if an elderly person who survived war and massacre was gently narrating to her the cruelty of death and the remembrance of loved ones.

Tears unexpectedly trickled down the corner of Dannie’s eyes.

"As expected of the Outer God Pathway... Influencing things through song and bestowing curses?"

Dannie slowly opened her eyes, her gaze indifferent.

She raised her hand, allowing a wisp of pale flame to sway gently in her palm.

On the panel, the Faith attribute had surpassed 700 points, strongly amplifying the power of the Pale King Divine Art she wielded.

"Heavenly Ash."

Dannie closed her fingers, snapping them together.

The pale flame landed on the gateway of the village ahead.

Whom!!

The flames rose instantly, igniting upon contact, burning anything it touched.

The pale fire engulfed the village, igniting stone walls and houses, appearing like a mass of twisted pale region, continuously emanating rich Mythical Might and pollution.

This was the strength Dannie gained after ascending to Sequence Three [Door of Fire] of the Holy Fire Pathway, absorbing Destiny, Magic, and Nature pathway knowledge, and drawing from the Azure King Divine Art "Omnipresent."

Within mere seconds, the broken village was reduced to ashes, leaving a patch of scorched earth behind.

Yet at this moment, a figure dashed out, heading away from Dannie.

Expressionless, Dannie ignited with pale fire.

Immediately, a Flicker of flames.

She appeared before the person, raising her hand to grab their neck.

Picking him up, she saw it was an old man with dark skin, messy hair, a face gray and dim, his brows filled with resentment.

Especially those eyes, appearing to hide endless sorrow.

"You sure know how to hide; it took me quite some effort to find someone of such high rank as you..."

Dannie said blandly.

The old man did not speak, merely struggling hard and using the waist harp hanging at his waist to play tunes, continuously casting curse attacks on the girl before him.

The strange music, like waves of shouting and cursing, contained mythical-level curse power.

However, all of these were futile.

It was as if Dannie was a black hole, no matter how vicious the curse, sinking into her would not cause the slightest ripple.

"Are the Transcendents of the wasteland civilization all mute, unable to speak? I just heard you sing quite well..."

Dannie laughed.

The old man still kept his wrinkled lips tightly closed, coldly watching her.

"Not speaking doesn’t matter anyway; I have plenty of ways to extract what I want from you..."

Dannie immediately executed the Pale King Divine Art, forcibly invading the other’s mind using "Mental Steal."

The old man finally showed a panicked expression.

But it was too late.

The knowledge about the Clamor Pathway, and the locations and personnel information of various tribes of the wasteland civilization in his mind, were all stolen by Dannie.

’Sequence Nine [Singer] of the Clamor Pathway, Sequence Eight [Melodious Throat], Sequence Seven [Musician], Sequence Six [Encourager], Sequence Five [Missionary], Sequence Four [Curse Master], and Sequence Three [Clamorous Sound]...’

Dannie revealed a satisfied smile.

And on her slender, pale arm, a deep pale fire suddenly rose, instantly engulfing the old man.

The clamor Saint let out a miserable cry at once.

But even this scream contained a melody, like a dirge.

Listening to this deathly sound, Dannie even displayed an expression of enjoyment.

After a while.

Only three dark purple Mysterious Substances remained in her hand, the old man turning into a pile of ashes that dispersed.

It was then, footsteps sounded behind, accompanied by clapping.

Clap clap clap clap...

"Your Majesty Dannie, we searched for this priest of the wasteland civilization for several years and couldn’t catch his tail, yet you found him and easily killed him within days... worthy of being someone feared by the Nine Great Empires, we are in awe."

A man’s voice sounded.

Dannie turned, seeing seven or eight figures in white cloaks approaching, led by a man with deathly pale skin and long white hair.

"You’ve come again..."

Dannie said indifferently.

"Negotiations are out of the question; the six empires’ coalition doesn’t concern me at all."

"What if we agree to the conditions you presented earlier?"

The man said, holding out an ancient white marble slab with intricate, dense and profound patterns and texts engraved on it.

"This is an ancient calendar slab from our homeland, the City of the Sky ’Vexolomia,’ containing knowledge of the Winter Bell Pathway, from lower rank to upper rank, even authority..."

Dannie narrowed her eyes.

A year ago, when she had just ascended to demigod, the people from Sky Island Heaven sent envoys to secretly contact her.

Their intention was simple: to gain a foothold in the existing structure of the Outer Continent.

And she, the key figure who stirred up war, tearing apart order, was their long-observed cooperation target.

"Since you’re so sincere, I agree."

Dannie suddenly grinned, quickly snatching the slab away.

The envoy group from Heaven was taken aback.