I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 815 - 509: Turn Me into a Cat too

A gray-blue field of vision.

On the vast grasslands.

There stands a towering tree thousands of meters high, its entire body golden and ethereal.

Beneath it, a woman with long orange-red hair sits expressionlessly against the trunk. Beside her stands a strange man wearing a black top hat and dressed in ancient robes.

"Whose letter has made the great Cat God so furious?"

The man stroked his inverted mustache, teasing.

"Someone wearing a hat just as stupid as yours."

Maggie said flatly.

Oscar coughed, then replied seriously:

"You can insult my character, but not my taste... I happen to like this hat very much."

"You used to say the same about your mustache, but Miss Holy Tree has mocked you quite a bit for it."

Maggie rolled her eyes.

Oscar sighed, somewhat dejectedly, and then spoke with a hint of concern:

"You didn’t hurt Him, did you? Though Philip died by His hand, you can’t blame Him for it..."

"I know, no need for your explanation!"

Maggie said coldly.

After speaking, she glanced at the letter in her hand, her tone softening:

"He’s just transformed into a cat, will recover in a few days..."

Maggie suddenly frowned, showing a hint of pain.

It took her a while to compose herself, then she sighed and said:

"Even if I wanted to harm Him from a distance now, it would be difficult. His weight is too high, causing me to suffer a minor backlash... I really don’t know how He manages it, being only Sequence Four."

"A person of Destiny... This is the only Unique Divinity that Mr. Klaff ever possessed. To break this cycle, only He can do it."

Oscar took off his black hat, playing with it as he shook his head in amazement.

"So similar... even the taste."

"So, is this why you don’t want to become a god?"

Maggie sneered.

"I remember you already possessed three pieces of Unique Divinity originally, plus the ’Divine Relic’ left to you by Ring Duke, you should be just one step away from Sequence Zero... Besides Conrad and a few other Kings of Angels, you have no opponents left."

"It’s not that I don’t want to... it’s that I don’t dare, Maggie."

Oscar’s expression grew serious.

"Once I ascend to that position, I will have to bear all of this, but I lack the confidence to break it... I am far inferior to Mr. Klaff, even He couldn’t do it, let alone myself."

He said this with a hint of helplessness, glancing at the woman sitting on the ground.

"And you know very well, I can’t free myself now..."

"Maybe this was one of Ring Duke’s backup plans, intentionally gifting you that ’Divine Relic’ to bind you with responsibilities, stripping away your freedom... that position was left for Jack."

Maggie laughed sarcastically.

Oscar’s expression immediately became stern and serious.

"Maggie, even though Mr. Klaff has fallen, I don’t want to hear you speak of Him like this... even if what you say is true, I willingly accept it because you cannot fathom the terrifying nature of those beings. The Far East is the only breakthrough. Even if I guard it for billions of years, I will wait for the arrival of a new god of Destiny."

Maggie was stunned.

She frowned, seemingly struck by a thought.

"Miss Holy Tree only mentioned briefly to me that outside Mist Island, there truly is vaster territory?"

"I don’t know..."

Oscar simply shook his head.

Maggie appeared somewhat surprised.

"The Spirit World was shattered by Mr. Jing Yao, and reality severed by Mr. Klaff, precisely to avoid contact... even the Kings of Angels cannot glimpse the world beyond Mist Island."

Oscar’s gaze was profound, his tone indifferent.

"At that time, the Old Man of the Bones was annihilated by Mr. Klaff, primarily because He instinctively sought to connect all worlds... originally, Mr. Klaff planned to spare Him, as an out-of-control Death held little threat, but the act of connecting all worlds was intolerable to Him."

Maggie remained silent for a long time.

She joked:

"In that case, you wouldn’t want to follow Jack like you did Ring Duke, right?"

"If He truly achieves what I envision, why not follow Him."

Oscar said calmly.

Maggie was initially stunned, then burst into laughter, cursing:

"You’re a damned lunatic!"

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Royal City Bixie Crost.

Generous Church residential area.

A black cat passed through the corridor on the third floor of the apartment building, appearing lazy and meandering, with a look of occasional resignation in its eyes.

Chen Lun looked at the panel, noticing an additional status on himself, and sighed silently.

[Golden Divine Punishment: Transformed into a Cat (Mythical Transformation Magic)]

Status Description: You are subjected to the divine punishment from Cat God Maggie Milna, forcing you to operate in the form of a cat. (Duration: 72 hours)

’My strength hasn’t been sealed, but I can’t appear in my original form...’

Chen Lun looked at the countdown of the transformation magic and exhaled deeply.

Although the Cat God had imposed divine punishment, she hadn’t really gone all out. This also showed that Maggie, although saddened by Philip’s death, didn’t take her anger out on him.

Perhaps this divine punishment was half to vent, and half as a slight punishment for him divining the location without permission.

’Forget it, let it be a venting, it’s only three days... I might as well take a rest in the church district.’

The black cat crawled up the empty wooden stairs and arrived at the hall on the first floor.

To be honest, he didn’t really want to be on bad terms with the Cat God.

The other party was first a Sub-God level Angel, and aside from strength, she had always helped him alongside Philip, almost like a "teacher’s wife". Chen Lun’s feelings for her were mostly gratitude and respect, which was why, although he sensed the arrival of the golden lightning, he didn’t dodge.

Meow——

Just as Chen Lun planned to leave through the living room door, he suddenly heard a cat’s meow, calm and even slightly ingratiating.

He turned his head to see a white cat, twice his size, approaching gracefully. Its smooth snow-white fur fluttered adorably with each step.

It was Biebu, the stray white kitten that Chen Lun had once adopted.

This female cat, after ingesting low-sequence natural substances, had grown to the size of a small leopard, with physical qualities surpassing ordinary cats.

At this moment, it looked excited and delighted, circling around Chen Lun and constantly rubbing its tail and backside against his body.

’Is this the max level passive[Friend of Animals]combined with 105 charm points? Even though I am now a black cat, I still can’t hide my appeal...’

Chen Lun lifted his paw in frustration, pressing down on Biebu’s body, which stopped moving obediently with a meow.

’Damn, I’m not like Philip, who has this kind of fetish...’

He was about to turn and leave when he suddenly saw Connie, holding a cat food bowl, looking at the scene in astonishment.

She then shouted:

"Don’t move!"

Connie walked over quickly and took a cooked salmon from the cat food bowl, laying it on the ground using a handkerchief.

"This fish is for you, but you can’t bully Biebu. If she gets pregnant, Mr. Jack will castrate you!"

Chen Lun was initially stunned.

Then he silently complained, had he ever given such an order?

He lowered his head, looking at the slightly cooked salmon in front of him with disgust. Its eyes were bulging white, staring back at him as if telling some intricate sea story.

’Screw that!’

Chen Lun kicked the salmon away furiously and turned to leave through the living room door.

Connie raised her hand to cover her shocked mouth.

"A cat that doesn’t like fish... Is he scared of being castrated?"

She murmured softly, suddenly hearing a familiar voice coming from the black cat:

"Connie, this month’s salary, deduct 50 Copper Kro."

"Ah! It’s Mr. Jack!"

Connie gasped, her face blushing with awkwardness as she said:

"Didn’t expect, ahem, you’ve turned into a black cat again! Rest assured, I won’t tell anyone..."

"Deduct 100 Copper Kro!"

The voice came again, but the black cat had disappeared.

Connie stood there in bewilderment, wondering if it was a mistake. Did she hear a hint of frustration in that voice?

A moment later.

Chen Lun wandered aimlessly in the garden under the nightfall, feeling bored after a few laps, he sighed and returned to the apartment. But this time, instead of taking the front door, he went around the outer wall to the kitchen, jumped onto the windowsill, and saw a beautiful girl with long pale gold hair, wearing an apron, busy at the stove.

"Hmm?"

Floey looked up, her light purple eyes meeting the black cat’s gaze.

The next second, the black cat lightly leaped into her arms.

Floey wasn’t surprised. She put down the large spoon in her hand, smiled gently, and carried the black cat to the living room sofa.

"You are already a Saint, yet still so playful..."

She lifted her fair hand, gently stroking the black cat’s head and neck, whispering softly.

Chen Lun opened his mouth, initially wanting to explain, but then he decided against it and lazily responded:

"Just taking a break, experiencing life in a non-human form."

Perhaps Floey’s touch was indeed soothing, Chen Lun adjusted his posture, resting his head on her bosom, placing his paws under his head, curling his entire body, and subconsciously purring.

Floey’s body stiffened slightly.

But she didn’t resist, instead slowing her movements to avoid disturbing the black cat’s rest. Her eyes grew more tender, and the blush on her cheeks became more apparent.

She lowered her head, quietly observing the black cat’s sleeping posture. The ends of her pale gold hair fell on its body like a cool spring breeze, making it sway its tail contentedly.

For some reason, Floey suddenly had a thought and cautiously asked:

"Could you, one day, turn me into a cat too..."

The black cat suddenly opened its eyes, noticing a trace of panic flashing across Floey’s face.