I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 305 - 217: The Power of the Portrait (Requesting Monthly Votes!)_4

Chapter 305: Chapter 217: The Power of the Portrait (Requesting Monthly Votes!)_4

Even three Transcendents of Sequence Eight perished at their hands!

“And what good does this do for them? Is their guild’s brain trust a bunch of idiots?”

Landon was mentally and physically exhausted as he subconsciously clenched his fists.

The assets that the Lost Name Guild had accumulated in Ice Glutinous Town and Soy Bean Town were almost completely squandered in these two attacks. Whether it was their Contribution Degree with the Church or the Levels that members had painstakingly trained up, all plummeted.

The incarnation of the Minotaur, Doghead Gold, continued to wreak havoc among the crowd. With three punches and two kicks, he outright shattered several Lost Name players’ bodies, their round shields as flimsy as paper, breaking at a single poke.

“Why hasn’t Priest Okon made a move yet! Almost all of our people are getting killed offline!”

A breath caught in Landon’s chest, leaving him immensely frustrated.

Just then.

A figure in a dark red robe descended from the sky, landing before the four-armed Minotaur, then threw a punch.

Boom!

Doghead Gold threw a punch in retaliation, only to find that the stranger’s punching force greatly exceeded his own.

With a few crunches, Doghead Gold screamed as three of his arms broke in reverse and he was sent flying backward.

Crash!

His large frame even knocked down several of his allies, causing them fatal injuries.

“It hurts…”

Doghead Gold cried out with a wheezy voice, struggling up from the ground before ruthlessly snapping his arms back into place, the crackling sounds making him howl in pain once again.

As his injuries rapidly healed, he roared:

“Brothers, take notice! A huge monster has appeared! A boss priest from the Church!!”

Players cast their gaze in his direction, exclamations erupting continuously.

Dongyang and the others immediately shifted their targets, gathering around Doghead Gold.

“— Our levels are all at 20 now, but we still can’t scout out any data on the opponent, this must be a Mid Sequence Transcendent. What should we do?!”

Forget No Taboo sent a message.

“— Split some people to deal with the remaining enemies, then concentrate firepower for a round on him and see how it goes!”

Dongyang conveyed his suggestion.

He began to command the team through the team channel, with Chenxi and Doghead Gold also delegating command to him.

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Soon, fifty to sixty players raised their Firearms, taking aim at the robust figure of Priest Okon.

“Fear stems from inadequate firepower! Fire at will!”

Boom boom boom…!!

Beads as dense as a shower of hail came pouring down, but Priest Okon remained expressionless, his eyes beneath hiding an endless Wrath.

He had just reported the situation to the higher-ups in the prayer room, which had delayed him slightly; to his surprise, the area had already collapsed into disorder, and now only he remained capable of combat.

“You… Blasphemers! Deserve a death a million times over, ahhh!!”

In an instant, Priest Okon’s body swelled, transforming into a standing giant monster.

It stood four to five meters tall, its skinless face elongated, showing its sharp teeth, its body covered in dark gray, tough long fur.

“Ha—!!”

Visible sound waves Diffused in all directions, the steel beads trembled apart, losing their momentum as they fell to the ground.

Dongyang and his companions held their breath for a moment.

They remembered the bishop monster from Jack’s mixed-cut video, which looked exactly like the priest before them—[Flesh Faction Sequence Seven—Ghoul]!

“How are we supposed to take this guy down?! He’s not something we can handle at our current stage!”

The Horseman spoke up.

Dongyang and the others opened their mouths, but for a moment, they could think of no strategy.

The gap in strength was too great; no commands would be of any use.

“I’ll distract him.”

At this moment, a figure, not particularly tall, stood in front of Dongyang and the others.

The players all turned to look at him, astonishment showing in their eyes.

“Polaris!”

“You’ll be killed in a second if you go up there! Let our Minotaurs take the front!”

Doghead Gold spoke in his wheezy voice.

Polaris took a deep breath and shook his head.

His hand secretly reached into his coat, where he kept his two secret weapons, the portrait and scroll given to him by Mr. Jack!

No one saw.

At the top of the burning church, a Gentleman in a black suit leaned on his Silver Staff, silently overlooking the scene.

The breeze brushed under the brim of his black hat, stirring his hair as his eyes gleamed with amusement.

“Let’s see your performance, Polaris.”