I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 786 - 485: The Chosen One

Chen Lun pondered for a long time.

He began to recall the scene after he woke from his transformation. Uncontrollably, he had entered his Mythical Creature Form, and in the mist of his blurred consciousness, he instinctively wreaked havoc on the surroundings, reducing the spire in the Mural World to ruins.

’Every Transcendent who treks the path of divine, once undergoing the supernatural transformation to become a Mythical Creature, will inevitably develop traits unique to their own Mythical Creature form... If based on the background setting of the game, this could be understood as a unique entry under the BOSS template.’

Chen Lun looked at his palms, gazing thoughtfully and remaining silent.

’So... what are my own Mythical Creature traits?’

Understanding himself before the transformation was easier since he was still considered "human" and couldn’t possibly be categorized as a "Supernatural Creature" with traits of "ultimate beauty," like the Sea Demon hybrid girl Lucy.

But now, Chen Lun had clearly transformed from "human" to "Mythical Creature," yet his traits remained elusive.

He pondered for a moment and thought of a rather simplistic method.

That was to compare what aspect of himself had become particularly prominent before and after the transformation, to tentatively determine the effects of his Mythical Creature traits.

Chen Lun made up his mind and immediately employed "Multitasking," his brain beginning to operate at high speed.

After his promotion to a higher position, his abilities from Sequence Nine to Sequence Five had all been qualitatively enhanced, plus the Mythical Creature trait "Enlightening Skull" he acquired from Carmen, this max level passive had already far surpassed the past.

His eyelids slightly drooped, his eyes instantly turning white, with dazzling light sweeping across from beneath, like diamonds sparkling under the sunlight.

In less than ten seconds, Chen Lun recalled, compared, calculated, and deduced hundreds of times in his mind, thoroughly sorting through each of his abilities and attributes multiple times, and eventually noticed something awry.

’Even though I have ascended to Saint, and Mystical Weight along with the skill "Animal Mimicry" have been enhanced accordingly, logically, it should only enable me to learn and mimic traits of other Saints... But why can I retain traits of "Crystallization Cells" and "Strings of Sorrow", which belong to the Mural God and Death, crossing tiers to keep Angel and True God traits?’

Chen Lun’s eyes returned to normal, his gaze deepening.

At first, he hadn’t noticed this point, but now, after analyzing, he immediately sensed the hint.

’If it really is special in this aspect, then it might be worth trying a bit more to confirm...’

Thinking thus, Chen Lun directly took out an ordinary deck of cards.

Woosh woosh woosh!

The cards, one by one, floated up and began to circle around him, dancing like butterflies.

’Generous Council, Senate Governor Houston’s exact location...’

Chen Lun’s expression remained calm as he silently recited in his mind.

A mysterious and eerie atmosphere quietly emerged around him, full of mystery and deceit, his body’s outline starting to blur and distort, with a grey mist appearing out of nowhere, enveloping a few meters around him.

Woosh!

A card abruptly paused, flipped over, and was fixed in front of Chen Lun, displaying the "Hearts K."

Chen Lun squinted his eyes, instantly considering dozens of interpretations, then quickly confirmed the approximate area:

"Royal City Bixie Crost."

Woosh woosh!

Then two more cards flipped and settled, revealing a "Spades K" and a "Spades 2." Chen Lun’s expression stayed the same, his inner surprise growing stronger.

A simple divination with cards was still pinpointing the location precisely and continuously narrowing down the area!

"Spirit World of the Royal City, the second layer."

Woosh woosh woosh...

This time, a sequence of eight or nine consecutive cards autonomously flipped and paused, revealing different faces. Chen Lun, showing surprise, quickly interpreted their meaning:

"Centered around the Sun Palace, southwest, ninety-eight degrees, twenty-one kilometers away, a three-story residence with white walls."

The cards wooshed, then neatly and orderly fell back into his palm, stacked together.

Chen Lun took a deep breath.

This finally confirmed his unique trait...

’Casual divination can easily locate the position of fellow Saints, even down to specific locations... Just how high has my own Mystical Weight reached to have such a crushing effect even against Saint Level Mystical Resistance!’

Logically speaking, even Saints skilled in divination shouldn’t be able to locate the exact position of their peers so effortlessly, considering that after the supernatural transformation, every Saint’s Mystical Resistance becomes quite formidable.

Even with thorough preparation, using rituals or Mysterious Objects, they could at most obtain a vague prediction, identifying a rough area.

Only a Sequence higher than the target producing a prioritized judgment level of Mystical Weight could lead to the situation just experienced... This was also why, during the initial strategy discussion with the Silver Dragon Witch, Blaze Her Majesty, She mentioned calling on Shuoli King Priscilla Her Majesty to personally perform the divination instead of Her own.

Because only Priscilla, at the Angel Rank, could accurately divine Governor Houston’s exact location and thereby execute the surrounding attack.

As Chen Lun was deep in thought, a notification suddenly popped up on his screen—

[You have unearthed your own Mythical Creature trait...]

["Chosen of Destiny"]

Chen Lun was momentarily stunned, instantly recalling the information about his own Mythical Creature trait in his mind.

’...Significantly boosts Mystical Weight, having a very high priority judgment level in skills assessment, divination, and anti-divination.’

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Royal City Bixie Crost.

Central District.

Prince Dazlert once again issued orders, convening members of the Royal Family, the Imperial Judgement Group, and the Seven Gods Church for an urgent meeting in the Royal Palace conference room.

Under the gloomy sky, the light was obscured by dense clouds, making the Central District appear particularly dim even though it was the afternoon.

In front of the Sun Palace, high-ranking individuals gradually descended the marble steps, a man with a goatee and dressed in an armor gray robe suddenly halted in his tracks.

"Governor Houston?"

Aberhard from the History and Ritual Association turned his head and asked softly.

Alongside him, there were also the members of the Hailing Group, led by Camacho.

"Aberhard, President, and Camacho, High Priest, you go ahead and wait in the conference room, and I will come shortly,"

Houston chuckled lightly and turned to walk towards the other side.

There, the main priests of the Constellation Sect dressed in silver robes were silently moving forward. Seeing Houston approach with large strides, they all stopped in their tracks and lifted their expressionless faces.

"What is it, Mr. Houston?"

The Silver Dragon Witch Blaze said calmly.

Houston glanced at them and said with meaning,

"The towering tree outside the city seems to have fallen down this morning..."

"Yes, the Royal Family’s ’Sunlit Holy Guard’ was deployed in full force, the Solar Monastery also dispatched several archbishops, and Pope Deferny even took the Sun Church’s town church Mysterious Object [Aries Forging Hammer]... Even Lady Moose, facing such a lineup, would undoubtedly retreat,"

Blaze said indifferently.

Houston pondered for a moment and looked up at the constellation’s archbishops.

"Perhaps this is the reason for today’s meeting... Gentlemen, how about we all step back and let this matter end here?"

Among the members of the Constellation Sect, there was no sight of "Papa" the chief priest—Shuoli King Priscilla’s puppet incarnation... It seemed that Blaze was the current leader.

Blaze silently stared at Houston, who still maintained a smile on his face.

"Lady Moose has only retreated, not fallen, Mr. Houston,"

The witch slowly said.

"That proves nothing, Naturalist Sect wouldn’t dare step even one step into the Royal City... You have no chance of winning,"

Houston said with a laugh.

"The Prince won’t change his mind either... If you give in now, both sides still have room to maneuver, and Noah Silver Dragon might not be in any life-threatening danger, at most he might suffer a bit, and after the ’Solar Cross Society’ is completely erased, His Highness will most likely release him after a few years,"

Aberhard and Camacho and others had not gone ahead to the meeting room, they stood not far away, casting interested looks.

Blaze, however, ignored everyone’s gazes and shook her head with a scoff.

"Give in... Laughable."

Her calm gaze turned cold.

"There is absolutely no possibility of giving in."

"I think you are insane, Blaze Shelley,"

Houston’s smile gradually disappeared, and he responded indifferently.

Soon, the higher-ups from the Moon Church and the Madman School also stepped onto the marble steps one after another, and upon seeing this scene, they all frowned and stopped in their tracks.

The atmosphere turned slightly oppressive and solemn.

"Governor Houston, I haven’t seen you for a few days, and you have become a spokesperson for the Royal Family? To be honest, you don’t seem to have a talent for this, the meeting hasn’t even started, and you have already made the situation tense,"

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Everyone turned their heads, only to see a tall young man with a black top hat and a silver staff leisurely walking over. His face wore a polite smile, as if the slightly sarcastic words did not come from him.

"Jack, it’s you..."

Houston’s icy gaze swept over, and he laughed coldly.

"I gave you a chance, yet you didn’t pack your things and scram... and now you dare to appear before me, do you really think I won’t do anything?"

He maintained a cold smile, his lips suddenly revealing a trace of ferocity.

"Merely Mid Sequence, like a never-ending fly."

Whoosh!

His gray robe with a golden border fluttered, the armor underneath creaking lightly. Houston’s tall figure suddenly burst forth, dragging out a long shadow, and abruptly appeared in front of the young man in the black hat.

He opened his gauntlet covered in overlapping iron plates, swooping down on the other’s head.

The sharp shadow swallowed the already dim light, seeming to shred the person in front of him the next second!

Clang!

The young man in the black hat raised the silver staff, barely blocking the shadow claw, emitting a clear sound of clashing. However, the terrifying force from Houston immediately sent the young man flying.

The latter spat out a mouthful of striking fresh blood in mid-air, his condition miserable.

The next second, Houston expressionlessly waved his hand, the shadow on his right arm instantly morphed into a spike, swiftly stretching out and piercing through the young man’s heart in mid-air.

Putt!

The shadow then exploded from the young man’s chest like a sea urchin.

Blood rained down.

"An incarnation of Sequence Five? Thought it was some miraculous technique, turns out it’s easily defeatable,"

Houston stood still, glanced at the blood plasma on the ground, and spoke indifferently.

The crowd on the scene just quietly watched this unfold, seemingly uninterested in the internal conflicts of the Generous Council, only the Silver Dragon Witch Blaze slightly furrowed her brows.

"The meeting should be starting soon, later..."

Houston started to speak lightly but his expression suddenly stiffened midway, his eyes revealing an unbelievable shock as he exclaimed angrily,

"Damn it! How is this possible?! Jack, you dare..."

As the words fell,

Houston’s incarnation exploded with a bang, right on the spot!