A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"I personally slew a powerful figure and indirectly participated in the annihilation of three enemy heroes! Gentlemen, we still need to work harder." (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the previous sentences.)

On his face, composed of dark branches, one could almost see a smug expression.

"Although I wasn't involved in a lot of the overall work... I managed to take down two enemies single-handedly and cleanly on my own!"

Gwen twirled lightly, the scissors flying nimbly in her hands, the sound light and cheerful:

"And I just managed to pull off a spectacular solo kill on that last enemy! Hehe, my master has already promised me I can grant any wish!"

Gwen's boasting plunged the room into silence. The heroes all knew perfectly well that this was Wang Chong's blatant favoritism towards Gwen.

Especially the demon king who was "single-handedly killed" by Gwen, had already been completely outmaneuvered by Karthus's simple maze magic before that, trapped and disoriented, and had long since lost his fighting ability.

"Hehe, I could hear how lively it was from a distance."

In this subtle silence, Wang Chong's deep and majestic voice pierced through the churning black mist, clearly reaching the ears of every hero. Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately straightened up, bowing or nodding respectfully to greet their king.

Wang Chong's figure slowly emerged from the thick, impenetrable black mist. Surprisingly, he was not wearing any "accessories" and was not accompanied by any attendants.

"Since you all have made outstanding contributions this time, it is only natural that you should be rewarded accordingly." Wang Chong's gaze swept over the heroes present, and his voice was steady and powerful. "The greatest credit belongs to the best hero of this time... Maokai, step forward."

Maokai's heavy tree roots took a step forward and respectfully bowed his head.

Wang Chong scrutinized the towering tree spirit before him—a being that originally loathed dilapidated black mist the most, whose soul and body had now been completely tainted and assimilated by the curse of ruin.

Therefore, Wang Chong was not stingy with his efforts. With a wave of his hand, four thick, ink-black torrents of energy, each capable of holding a hundred men, were precisely injected into Maokai's body.

Therefore, Wang Chong was not stingy with his efforts. With a wave of his hand, four thick, ink-black torrents of energy, each capable of holding a hundred men, were precisely injected into Maokai's body.

"Take this gift and return to the Hall of Heroes to recuperate," Wang Chong calmly commanded.

"I will obey Your Majesty's command!"

Maokai's voice trembled slightly as the power was infused into him, filled with immense excitement and satisfaction. After receiving this generous blessing, his massive figure rapidly faded and vanished from the spot.

“Next, Vigus, Thresh, and Hecarim,” Wang Chong continued, “each of you personally defeated a powerful enemy and effectively participated in the conquest of another demon lord. Each of you will be granted three portions of Ruined Black Mist, each equivalent to a hundred men.”

"Thank you for your grace, my king!" Thresh and Hecarim bowed respectfully, devoutly accepting the three streams of dense black mist power surging towards them. In the dim light of the merging power, their figures faded and disappeared.

"Phew...it's finally over." Vigus lazily stepped forward, received her share of the three streams of black mist power, and just as she turned to slip away, her wrist was instantly grabbed by a strong hand.

She looked up in astonishment and saw Wang Chong wearing an extremely "kind" smile, a smile that sent chills down her spine.

"You can't leave yet." Wang Chong's tone was calm, but carried an unquestionable air.

"Huh?" Vigus instantly realized that she had most likely been caught slacking off by this not-so-grumpy king. Her already dejected face fell even more, clearly showing the words "I'm doomed."

Wang Chong ignored Vigus's "life is meaningless" expression and turned his gaze to the remaining heroes, continuing to bestow rewards:

“Karczas.” Wang Chong looked at the Soul Singer. “Although you failed to finish off any of the enemy heroes with your own hands, you successfully held off four powerful enemies single-handedly, buying crucial time for the overall situation. This is a great achievement. I hereby grant you two copies of the Ruined King’s Mist, each worth hundreds of enemies.”

"I am deeply grateful for Your Majesty's appreciation. This is merely my duty, and I dare not claim credit for it."

Karthus bowed deeply, his invisible waist bent, his posture utterly respectful. He readily accepted the two pure powers, and after receiving a barely perceptible nod from Wang Chong, his figure vanished like smoke.

"Yoric, Elise, you have each slain a Demon Lord. I have witnessed your performance; you are to receive a Hundred-Man Scale of Ruined Black Mist."

Wang Chong's gaze swept over the three of them before settling on Kalista.

“Kalista.” He looked specifically at the Spear of Vengeance, “Although you have Vigus’s help, with your strength, it was only a matter of time before you killed that powerful enemy. Therefore, you will still be able to obtain a portion of the power of destruction equivalent to a hundred people.”

The three bowed their heads as instructed, accepting the power. Kalista, receiving the black mist, couldn't hide a hint of frustration on her face.

If it weren't for the incredibly tough and massive enemy that was so difficult to deal with, taking up so much time, her contribution should have been even greater, at least on par with Thresh and the others, or at the very least, comparable to Karthus. This regret left her feeling quite uneasy.

She could only secretly resolve that next time she would put on a good performance, not asking for anything else, but at least to outshine that bastard Hecarim.

After the three figures disappeared into the black mist, only Gwen, who was waiting for her "special reward," and Vigus, who was worried and knew that a tough job was about to begin, remained on the empty plain.

Wang Chong's gaze seemed to pierce through space, watching the heroes return to the mysterious Hall of Heroes, his thoughts drifting away with them.

Chapter 349: Gwen Wants a Reward

In this operation, he activated a Reality Marble throughout the entire Internalized Universe. To ensure safety, he did not use a normal Reality Marble, but rather the [Great Event of Ruin], which can only be activated once a month.

This also explains why the heroes summoned this time not only have physical bodies, but also possess highly independent thinking abilities and personalities.

After successfully unleashing this power, a great deal of core information flowed into Wang Chong's mind:

Firstly, the heroes of the Shadow Isles are destined for the Hall of Heroes.

He can enter through the Dimensional House's teleportation function. And it is the dwelling place of all summoned heroes.

If more champions from League of Legends are acquired in the future, they will be gradually added to the Hall of Fame.

More importantly, even if a hero unfortunately "dies" in battle, he will not truly perish. Instead, he will be instantly teleported back to the Hall of Heroes and will be fully revived after just one month of recuperation, thus avoiding permanent loss.

Secondly, regarding the activation mechanism of the Reality Boundary:

When a [Great Decay Event] is initiated, its specific form depends on the size of the target world and the number of hostile units. If the world is small or there are not many enemies, the traditional method of "pulling enemies into the Realm of Destruction" will still be used.

However, if the target world is too large, such as the external world of Terra which is far larger than the Shadow Isles themselves, the Shadow Isles will choose a specific area for "spatial replacement". Heroes can then carry the ruined black mist away from the core of the island and actively expand and erode it in all directions.

Thirdly, the methods for cultivating heroes:

He can enhance a hero's power by directly infusing his own decaying black mist. However, this method directly consumes and weakens his own black mist origin power.

However, thanks to the efficient conversion of Originium energy in Terra and the near-limitless energy extraction from his Third Law, he can now generate Black Mist power every day.

Therefore, it was quite easy for him to reward the heroes appropriately.

Of course, besides directly infusing Ruinous Mist, another way to enhance a hero's strength is by infusing Blue Essence.

As for the sources of Blue Essence: one is from gacha rewards (mainly byproducts of regular gacha draws); the other is from exchanging it in the system shop.

However, the exchange rate in the system shop is extremely expensive, requiring approximately 1 precious Villain Point to exchange for 1 Blue Essence. This investment has a very low cost-effectiveness, because to double a hero's original strength, at least 6000 Blue Essence are needed! The cost is staggering.

However, considering that the heroes currently summoned maintain 100% absolute loyalty to him, the so-called rewards are more symbolic and a means of maintaining motivation, so the power of ruin is sufficient as a substitute.

However, if Wang Chong really wants to cultivate these heroes in depth, he must find a more efficient way to obtain blue essence.

Wang Chong secretly speculated that the system's subsequent rewards might include content related to essence, to help him better improve this loyal Shadow Isles Legion.

"Hehe~ Master." Gwen couldn't contain her excitement, smiling sweetly as she leaned closer, her big eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Isn't it Gwen's turn next? Gwen can't wait to hear the good news~"

Vigus, standing to the side, glanced at Gwen, who was practically jumping for joy, and her inner monologue began again, filled with self-pity and dejection:

"Sigh...it's true what they say, different people have different fates. Those who are favored always live a life of luxury and have all their wishes fulfilled; while the unloved ones, like poor wretch like me, who knows how much hard labor they'll be forced to do later..."

"If I had known that His Majesty was narrow-minded, I should have tried harder to make a good impression. What a blunder! A huge blunder!"

"Of course there's good news."

Wang Chong's deep voice rang out, carrying a hint of barely perceptible laughter, completely igniting the light in Gwen's eyes. He took a step forward, closing the distance between himself and Gwen, their breaths almost merging in the pervasive black mist.

“Gwen has done a great job this time…” Wang Chong’s gaze fell on Gwen’s delicate, porcelain-doll-like face, watching her fair skin flush a lovely pink with excitement and anticipation. “She not only cleanly and efficiently eliminated two opponents, but also beautifully completed the final ‘single kill’…”

He deliberately emphasized the word "solo kill" slightly, with a hint of mischief in his tone.

Gwen's cheeks flushed even redder, like ripe peaches. She knew, of course, that her master was teasing her for "picking up" Karthus's spoils, but that didn't dampen her excitement in the slightest. She nodded vigorously, her small chin almost touching her chest, while the huge scissors swayed restlessly behind her.

“So…” Wang Chong’s voice softened, carrying a coaxing gentleness as he looked directly into Gwen’s incredibly bright eyes, “Master promised… Now, tell me, Gwen.”

Wang Chong leaned slightly closer to the expectant girl, his deep, magnetic voice brushing against her heart like a feather:

"What kind of reward do you want? Your... 'any wish'?"

Gwen's heart was pounding wildly in her chest, as if it wanted to burst out of her chest.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant:

That big hug, full of her master's presence, that made her feel incredibly safe? Her master's warm, broad hand landed on her head, gently stroking her hair, and uttering the words she had always dreamed of: "Gwen did a great job."

It was still... still that one that made her blush and burn with embarrassment at the mere thought of, yet also that she longed for so desperately...

Her gaze involuntarily fell on Wang Chong's sharply defined lips, her cheeks instantly turning a deep crimson, her small ears also tinged with pink. She opened her mouth, her voice barely audible, filled with immense shyness and longing:

"Gwen...Gwen wants..."

Wang Chong naturally saw through Gwen's thoughts, but like a hunter waiting for his prey to take the bait, he had to hear Gwen say it with his own ears.

Gwen's cheeks were so red they looked like they could bleed, and her small ears were also tinged with an alluring pink.

She bravely raised her large, star-filled eyes and looked directly into Wang Chong's deep gaze. Although her voice trembled with shyness, she mustered all her courage and finally spoke out the wish that had been lingering in her heart and made her feel hot all over:

"Gwen...Gwen wants...Master to kiss Gwen! Just...like lovers...but...but Gwen wants it to be gentler!"

She finished speaking in one breath, as if she had used up all her strength, and immediately lowered her head shyly, her hands tightly gripping the cold handle of the huge scissors behind her, her knuckles turning white, her body trembling slightly involuntarily, a mixture of anticipation and immense shyness.

A knowing smile slowly crept onto Wang Chong's lips, a smile tinged with a hint of mischief and indulgence. He wasn't surprised; from Gwen's almost burning cheeks and her evasive yet yearning eyes, he had already guessed the answer.

"Is this your wish?"

Wang Chong's deep voice carried a seductive magnetism. He reached out, his slender fingers gently lifting Gwen's delicate chin, forcing her to lift her flushed face again. The two were so close they could feel each other's breath, the atmosphere incredibly intimate.

"Mmm! Mmm-hmm!" Gwen nodded vigorously, her eyes shining brightly, filled with pure, unreserved expectation and attachment.

"As you wish, my little scissors." Wang Chong's voice deepened, carrying an undeniable gentleness.

The moment he finished speaking, he lowered his head.

Gwen instinctively closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently like the wings of a startled butterfly. She could feel her master's warm, uniquely scented breath brushing against her lips, sending a tingling electric current through her.

Immediately afterwards, a soft and warm touch, carrying a heart-pounding electric current, was accurately imprinted on her slightly parted, cherry blossom-pink lips.

"Waaah..."

A soft whimper, like the whimper of a kitten, escaped from Gwen's throat. Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The kiss wasn't deep, even restrained; it was merely a close press of lips and a gentle caress, carrying a sense of cherishing and comfort—far purer than Gwen had secretly fantasized, yet all the more moving. You sing of my longing for plum blossoms, but where are you in the forest...?

Her master's presence completely enveloped her, and an indescribable sense of immense happiness and satisfaction instantly overwhelmed all her defenses.

Clang!

The huge scissors slipped from her completely limp and powerless hands, crashing heavily to the ground with a dull metallic clang that stood out starkly in the silence.

Gwen, however, was completely unaware of this. As if her bones had been removed, she leaned softly against Wang Chong's firm chest, her hands unconsciously clutching his clothes tightly. Her small body trembled slightly with excitement and immense happiness.

Wang Chong's lips only lingered for a few seconds before parting.

He felt the girl's rapid heartbeat and burning heat in his arms, and seeing her still tightly closed eyes, flushed cheeks, and seemingly still immersed in a dizzying, cloud-like state, his smile deepened. He raised his hand and affectionately ruffled Gwen's soft, silver hair.

"Did you receive the reward?" Wang Chong's voice was slightly hoarse.

Gwen opened her eyes as if waking from a dream, her eyes filled with a shy mist, which was then replaced by a huge, dazzling joy, as if the starlight of the entire night sky had fallen into her eyes.

She nodded vigorously, her voice so sweet it could melt your heart: "Yes! Got it! Master is the best! Gwen... Gwen is so happy! So happy I could explode!"

She couldn't help but bury her head in Wang Chong's arms again, like a cat finally receiving its owner's affection, happily rubbing her head against his chest. The immense joy made her almost unable to stand up, and she could only rely entirely on her owner for support.

Chapter 350: Who's next?

"Tsk tsk... This is so cloying, the air feels like it's turned into honey, it's so sweet it's making me sick of it..."

Vigus, who had been observing the entire scene, stared at the two embracing figures with her large, dark-circled eyes, as if all her life had been drained away.

Vigus felt like a forgotten, mushroom-covered, old doll.

"Ugh... I just want to go back to my bed... Watching other people date is like a mental attack on me... Why do I have to stand here as punishment... I just want to run away."

Despite her inner monologue flooding with frustration and despair, Vigus managed to suppress all her dejection and complaints, not daring to let a single breath escape her lips, thinking of Wang Chong's temper and the blow she had suffered for her previous "slacking off."

She could only stand there like a gloomy, expressionless stone, trying to minimize her presence and praying that this "romantic drama" would end soon.

Meanwhile, surrounded by immense happiness, Gwen snuggled in Wang Chong's arms for a while before finally snapping out of her blissful reverie.

Just then, Gwen keenly caught a faint, utterly dejected gaze seemingly fixed on her. Curious, she tilted her head slightly, her gaze landing on a short, hooded figure with perky ears to her side.

"Alas--?!"

A short gasp shattered the sweet moment. Gwen suddenly remembered that, besides her and her master, there was another person present in this clearing shrouded in black mist.

Vigus's resentful expression, as if she had nothing to live for but had to pretend not to exist, instantly extinguished Gwen's shyness and enthusiasm like a bucket of cold water, causing a strong sense of embarrassment to surge in her heart.

"That...that master!"

Gwen sprang away from Wang Chong's arms like a startled rabbit, forgetting to pick up the huge scissors. She covered her burning cheeks with both hands, her voice somewhat incoherent.

“Gwen suddenly remembered! Um… um! Right! During the battle just now, Gwen’s hair seemed to have come loose, and she needs to go back and comb it again. Yes, Master, Gwen can’t look so messy and sloppy.”

She dared not look at Wang Chong or Vigus again. With a light touch of her toes, she transformed into a flustered blue streak of light, disappearing into the thick black fog with a "whoosh," leaving only a lingering tone filled with immense embarrassment:

"Goodbye, Master! Gwen will come to see you again later!"

Even the signature clanging sound of her scissors became chaotic and quickly faded away due to the panic.

The warm, soft touch in his arms vanished abruptly, and Wang Chong smiled helplessly as he watched Gwen flee in the direction she had fled as if her tail had been stepped on.