I Became the King of Villains In the Game

Chen Lun led the seven team members directly into the turbulent flow.

The fuzzy and distorted black-blue field of vision immediately flew backwards, and everyone felt as if their bodies were being dragged by hundreds of hands, and the inexplicable pulling force came from all directions.

At this moment, time creates an illusion that is difficult to judge. It seems that several minutes have passed, and it seems that it is only a few seconds.

When everyone came back to their senses, they found themselves standing in a vast wheat field.

The breeze is blowing, very comfortable.

Surrounded by wheat seedlings that have not been planted for a long time, the eyes are full of greenery.

Farther away, there are scarecrows standing in the wheat fields, long fences, a row of farmhouses and the outline of buildings at the end.

"where is this place?"

Wells looked at the surrounding scene and asked in a deep voice.

"It's not clear yet, but from the environmental point of view, it should be the northern part of the empire."

Xibei observed the environment and said softly.

"Rahn, you and Xibei should go to the vicinity to find out the situation and find out where we are."

Chen Lun gave instructions to the two young players.

"No problem, Captain."

Lahn and Sibei nodded, saluted their chests and responded, then rushed out of the wheat field with a swish, and headed towards the farmhouse across the afterimage.

"Wells, the five of you are searching the vicinity to see if there are any traces of polluting organisms... Twenty minutes later, everyone converges on the road on the north side of the wheat field."

Chen Lun continued to give orders to the team members.

"Yes, Captain."

The rest of the team members obeyed his orders, discussed briefly, and headed towards different places tacitly. Chen Lun silently observed the surrounding scene, and walked slowly.

'This spiritual turbulence connects the third layer of the spiritual world and the present world, but the polluting creatures that are thrown out will not gather in the same area, they may be scattered around several kilometers. '

Thinking to himself, he walked to the main road on the north side of the wheat field along the way.

Chen Lun's keen eyes scanned the surroundings, trying to search for traces of polluting creatures, but found nothing. This is a very ordinary and peaceful suburban farm, not as chaotic and barren as imagined.

'There's no pollution at all... which is kind of weird. '

He frowned slightly.

After thinking about it, Chen Lun took out a poker card and played it in his hand, and did some divination by the way.

"There are polluting creatures coming here from the spirit world."

Swish Swish Swish!

The playing cards popped out of their own accord, giving three positive omens.

Chen Lun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The polluting organisms have wreaked havoc here."

He went on to the second divination.

This time, the three playing cards gave the opposite answer.

negative!

'Since the polluting organisms were thrown here, but no damage was done to it...could it be that the local shelter found them in time and cleaned them up? '

Chen Lun was thinking.

Not long after, the members of the investigation team returned one after another.

The first is Lahn and Xibei. They asked the farmer of the farmhouse, and they learned that this land belongs to the town of Saint Ai, a very ordinary small town, belonging to Limbang Privet City.

The investigation results of Wells, Federica and the other five people were quite consistent, that is, no traces of polluting organisms were found.

Everyone was a little puzzled. Obviously, the turbulence in the spirit world leads to this town. They also saw many polluted crocodiles being caught in the turbulence and disappearing, so why is there no trace here?

Chen Lun was slightly taken aback when he heard La En's report.

‘The Hometown of Saint Ai... Isn’t this the location recorded in the manuscript I got in the museum of the Simon family in Peacock City? Mr. Sid of the Mitchell family mentioned this town in his travel essay, and expressed his hope to spend his old age here. '

He shook his head.

Noticing that the team members were all staring at him, Chen Lun said:

"Although the situation is somewhat unexpected, we still need to double-check."

He turned to look at the buildings in the distance.

"Let's go to the town of Saint Ai's Township first. It's best to check with the local shelter, maybe we can get some information from them."

"Yes, Captain."

The team members didn't have any objections, and even the three thorns in Mattison honestly bowed their heads in response.

The investigation group were all Sequence Five Transcendents, who belonged to the elite of the Middle Sequence. Their physical strength was not outstanding, but it was far beyond the average level. They entered the town within a short while.

Looking at the scene on the street, Chen Lun couldn't help feeling that Mr. Sid really had a good eye.

There are not many carriages on the spacious road, and there is no rush, and the leisurely driving will not be like the frantic ringing of bells in a big city, and the environment is peaceful. Rows of tall landscape trees are planted on both sides of the street, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

On the wooden benches on the side of the road, many elderly people can be seen relaxing and chatting.

There are very few shops here, and it seems that all the locals who visit here are very familiar with each other, and they will chat enthusiastically when shopping.

"Captain, the shelter station of the village of Saint Ai is just ahead."

At this time, Lahn pointed to a three-story building not far away and said.

The building is located directly across from the street junction with no other adjacent buildings.

"Um."

Chen Lun nodded to express his understanding.

Immediately, he led the crowd to the fence outside the building, and pressed the doorbell next to the gate.

beep... beep...

half an hour.

A male voice came from the fixed intercom:

"Who? What's the matter?"

Chen Lun said calmly:

"A team of the Imperial Jury. I'm Captain Jack Speight, number 01061... We are on a mission, and we stopped by the village of Saint Ai to investigate. If there are related matters, we need to call the intelligence library of the shelter branch of the place."

The voice on the intercom faltered.

It seems that the sound of breathing can be heard faintly.

Soon, the male voice sounded again, but it was obviously a lot more nervous.

"Please... please wait a moment, Sir Jack, I will notify the person in charge immediately."

"ASAP."

Chen Lun said something lightly.

An investigation team of eight people stood quietly at the door of the building.

Their positions are very particular, three people inside, four people outside, guarding the captain Jack, and at the same time scanning the surroundings without a trace, paying attention to every corner.

This is the basic quality of the members of the Imperial Jury, and they will never let down their vigilance at any time.

Soon, the iron door of the shelter building opened with a click, and a dozen people walked quickly inside, all wearing black uniforms. The leader was a middle-aged man with a scar on his left cheek.

"Sir Jack, my lord, the head of the Asylum in the Village of St. Ai, Mata."

The middle-aged man walked up to Chen Lun and the others, and saluted humbly by patting his chest.

The imperial jury can be said to be the superior unit of the asylum. Except for the person in charge at the main city level, the rest of the asylums in various regions within the territory should be called officers even if they see ordinary members of the jury.

"Everyone, please, if there is anything you need to do, you can discuss it in detail in the conference room."

Mata asked respectfully.

Chen Lun nodded and raised his hand to signal the team members to follow him in.

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After a while.

The investigating group leaves the shelter building.

But everyone's expressions were full of doubts. Lahn glanced at the captain who was walking in the front, and asked involuntarily:

"Captain, this matter is too strange, even the local shelter has not found traces of polluted creatures... Could it be that the turbulence in the spiritual world threw polluted creatures to other places?"

"Impossible. Although the turbulent flow will bring disorder in the spirit world to the present world, it must also follow the rules of the mysterious realm...Since we have been teleported here, the polluting creatures will never be too far apart."

Wells said in a low voice.

"But the local shelter is located in this area, so it's not like there are no clues."

Xi Bei frowned, she thought for a while and said:

"Unless...the shelter here is hiding something and deceiving us."

Chen Lun silently listened to the team members' discussion, shook his head and said:

"Captain Mata didn't lie."

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

They secretly thought in their hearts that since the captain said so, it shouldn't be a problem with the shelter. The captain had definitely used some method to test the team leader just now.

Chen Lun's eyes were deep.

'What is certain is that the polluting creatures were indeed thrown into the village of Sheng'ai by the turbulence of the spirit world, but they were eliminated shortly after their arrival... Not only did the shelter not know about it, but they didn't even leave a trace. '

Chen Lun thought about the results of the previous divination, and always felt that there was some secret hidden behind this incident.

‘Either there is some hidden power in this little-known town, or someone is secretly protecting it. '

He led the crowd walking on the street, and said slowly:

"Since there are no polluting creatures here, we don't need to expend too much energy to continue the investigation... The most urgent task is to investigate the root of the pollution in the depths of the spirit world."

"Yes, Captain."

Everyone replied.

Chen Lun nodded slightly, intending to find a hidden place to return to the spirit world.

He took a last look at this seemingly ordinary and peaceful town, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by an old man. The other party leaned on the bench by the street, staring at the empty space ahead with a smile on his face, and said to himself:

"Is what you said true?"

The old man tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening.

He nodded immediately, with a slightly relieved expression.

"It turns out that my time is up... It seems that Little Muken will need to rely on himself in the future. I have already written the will, and I will leave the old house to him. It’s something hundreds of years old in the hometown of Ai.”

The team members noticed the abnormality of the captain, and immediately followed his gaze to look at the old man, each of them looked a little strange.

In their eyes, the old man may have some mental problems, and he looks a little out of order. Afterwards, the old man fell into a long silence, his eyes dazed, wondering what he was thinking.

"let's go."

Chen Lun didn't want to waste any more time, and after greeting his teammates, he left the street.

Shortly after the investigation team left.

The old man sitting on the bench by the street suddenly turned his head, looked at the place where Chen Lun and the others were before, with a puzzled expression, and said to himself:

"Mr. Angel, what are you looking at?"

The old man seemed to be asking someone.

half an hour.

"Interesting little guy? Why didn't I see it? Ah... well, why should the old thing who is almost dead be so curious? By the way, your kingdom of God should be very big, can I meet some old friends? Aha, This is really great! That drunkard Pino, I really miss him..."

The old man leaned back on the bench slowly, smiled and closed his eyes.

Finally, he murmured subtly:

"The legend of you has always been circulated in the hometown of Shengai, but no one has ever believed it... It is my honor to see you with my own eyes before I die."

Immediately, the old man's aura gradually faded until it dissipated.

Under the tree behind the wooden chair, a small white snake the size of a finger meandered away towards the distance, but unexpectedly it was gently grabbed by a palm.

The little white snake curled up in a ball as if in stress, raised its head, and looked at the stranger with emerald green snake eyes, but at this moment, time seemed to stop.

Only a gentle voice sounded:

"Interesting little guy, we are quite destined... I will take this snake to the cemetery. It happens that the boring time is long, so let it be with me."

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The third layer of the spiritual world.

in a dark environment.

Chen Lun's pupils suddenly shrank.

He felt that the white snake he had left in Sheng'ai's hometown was suddenly disconnected, and at the same time, there was also the last recorded picture and sound of the white snake.

'Mr. Angel...'

Chen Lun took a deep breath.

When communicating with Team Leader Mata at the shelter, he learned about a legend about the hometown of Saint Ai from the other party.

The local old people said that there is an angel guarding there silently, which is why the hometown of Shengai is so peaceful, but only dying people can see him and be invited by him to go to the kingdom of God... But this is just a legend after all, Even the imperial officials could not find the slightest evidence.

So much so that the shelter just regarded it as a rumor and ignored it.

But Chen Lun observed the old man's last words and deeds through the white snake, and the white snake was suddenly cut off, and realized that the legend might not be false...

'If there really is an angel in the town of Saint Ai, then the mysterious disappearance of the pollution would make sense... But how could there be such a big man in an ordinary town? '

As Chen Lun was thinking, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind.

‘Sid Mitchell… the recorder of that manuscript, will he be the one? '

He thought for a while, took another deep breath, and chose to let these thoughts go.

‘Forget it, let’s do the matter at hand first. '

Chen Lun led a group of investigation team members to explore the third layer of the spirit world.

For several days in a row, they spent in a dark environment, and found two sources of pollution. Such a high probability also reflects the pollution in the spirit world from the side, which is indeed very serious.

until a week later.

Chen Lun lit a bonfire in the dark open space, looked at the team members sitting in a circle, and said in a deep voice:

"During this period of time, we have discovered many sources of pollution and removed them... But this is a drop in the bucket for the entire turmoil in the spiritual world. It is too much time and energy to go on like this."

He pointed to the boundary not far from the bonfire, where the light was extremely dark and extremely deep.

"Now that we have reached the deepest part of the third layer of the spirit world, I think it's time to enter the dark world."

"Captain, it's all up to you."

La En handed the roasted meat to his teammates and smiled at Chen Lun.

"Well, eat something and take a rest, we are officially going to the dark world."

Chen Lun nodded.

After a while.

After the team members rested, they each took out a bottle of "True Sight Potion" and drank it, and the insight skyrocketed in a very short time. They looked up, and saw straight white thin lines emerging from the pitch-black space in front of them——

That is the entrance to the dark world in the deepest part of the spirit world!

At this time, a figure was one step ahead of them and walked forward slowly.

"team leader……"

Lahn and the others hurriedly followed.

At the same time, Rahn suddenly realized something, quickly looked at his teammates, and said in a low voice:

"It's the same as last time! Captain Jack... it seems he still hasn't drunk the 'True Sight Potion'!"

"?!"

The six of Wells and Mattison were shocked.

When entering the third level of the spirit world, Captain Jack doesn't need to drink the "True Sight Potion". Now he can even explore the dark world with his own insight? !

"As expected of a strong man who can defeat the incarnation of a saint, the captain, he is no longer an extraordinary man on the same level as us."

Under Federica's black veil, there was a deep respect.

The three of Matheson looked at each other and did not speak tacitly. Only the self-mockery in their eyes made them understand that the previous hostility towards Jack was just a childish farce.

The other party doesn't even bother to pay attention to himself...