The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick

Just as the First Prince reeled in shock, the sound of approaching footsteps suddenly echoed through the night.

Viktor glanced up to see Lia and Gwen hurrying toward them with urgent strides.

Behind Gwen followed a hooded demon hunter whose identity Viktor immediately recognized through certain... distinctive physical characteristics.

At this moment, Lia surveyed the dispirited nobles scattered around the courtyard before her gaze inevitably drifted toward the nearby elves.

Witnessing this nightmarish scene, her brow furrowed with deep concern as confusion clouded her features:

"What in heaven's name has happened here?"

The elves' anguished cries were far from coincidental. She could clearly observe several elves writhing in sudden, inexplicable agony.

These normally serene beings would never display such tortured expressions without grave cause.

She recalled that thunderous earthquake moments earlier—as if the very earth itself had erupted in righteous fury.

Obviously, all these catastrophic events were intimately connected to the elves' mysterious affliction.

Sharp-witted Lia detected the unmistakable scent of monumental crisis unfolding.

Her intuition screamed that extraordinary—and dangerous—events were transpiring here.

But Viktor offered no response to Lia's concerns, merely standing motionless while calling out with characteristic calm:

"Cocotte."

"Coming, coming!"

Accompanied by a cheerful girlish voice drifting from above, a fluffy, ethereal white cloud descended gracefully from the midnight sky.

Landing with feather-light elegance beside Viktor.

Cocotte cast a sympathetic glance toward the elves collapsed in agony nearby, her lips pursing with genuine sorrow:

Collecting herself, she addressed Viktor with growing concern:

"It appears our people have encountered serious trouble... What would you have me do?"

Viktor gazed into the distance as if monitoring some unseen threat.

Upon hearing Cocotte's inquiry, he responded with chilling indifference:

"Take Lia away. Bring her somewhere safe."

These words struck Lia like a physical blow.

She stood frozen in complete bewilderment, her eyes trembling as they searched Viktor's impassive features:

"Viktor... what are you saying?"

"Yes, Mr. Viktor—what exactly do you mean by this?"

Upon hearing Viktor's intention to remove Lia from the scene, panic seized the remaining nobles' hearts.

Their faces drained of color as they protested with desperate urgency:

"Your sister's life matters, civilians' lives matter—but don't our noble lives matter too?"

"We also deserve protection!"

Viktor completely ignored the surrounding nobles' frantic protests, addressing only Lia with unwavering composure:

"Exactly what I said."

Lia opened her mouth to argue further, but suddenly felt overwhelming fatigue crash over her like a tidal wave.

As if every ounce of strength had been ruthlessly drained from her body.

She collapsed backward, lacking even the energy to complete a single sentence.

So... impossibly sleepy...

Her eyes fluttered open hazily, eyelids growing impossibly heavy.

Looking up to see Cocotte's concerned face materializing in the starlit sky, feeling soft clouds cushioning her weakening form.

Her body sank into that ethereal softness as consciousness began slipping away.

Lia struggled desperately to keep her eyes open, fighting against the magical slumber.

But gradually, Viktor's distinctive black windbreaker blurred before her failing vision.

Viktor... no...

"Brother..."

Finally, Lia's eyes closed as she surrendered to deep, enchanted sleep.

The entire courtyard fell into profound silence.

Only after Lia had completely succumbed to slumber did Viktor turn around, fixing Gwen with an expressionless stare.

"Gwen, coordinate with the demon hunters. Escort these nobles and elves to the central square immediately."

This was the middle district—escape to the outer regions was impossible given the time constraints.

Even if Viktor could cast teleportation magic, transporting so many people would require enormous magical reserves.

He needed to conserve every ounce of power for the battles ahead.

Therefore, their only option was the palace's central square.

It offered open space capable of accommodating large crowds.

Most crucially—wherever the Emperor resided was the safest sanctuary available.

Gwen nodded with grim determination, accepting Viktor's command without question.

She swiftly drew her blade, raising it toward the heavens while issuing sharp orders:

"Everyone—follow me and evacuate this area immediately!"

The other demon hunters sprang into action—Viktor's commands were absolute.

They began herding the nobles toward safety.

When they encountered nobles moving too slowly due to poor mobility, the demon hunters would "encourage" them with well-placed kicks.

The elves received more considerate treatment—demon hunters carefully arranged them in the carriages each noble had arrived in.

Even the wounded were gently assisted to safety.

Fortunately, residents throughout the middle district had already been evacuated—most had likely gathered in the central square by now.

The First Prince stood transfixed, watching Viktor orchestrate this massive evacuation with military precision.

Even he could recognize the extreme urgency of their situation.

Otherwise, Viktor wouldn't bother with such elaborate arrangements—he could simply unleash devastating magic and obliterate everything.

Finally, the First Prince watched as Viktor turned toward him, those penetrating eyes sweeping over both him and his mother.

"Your Highness, please depart with the Empress immediately."

"You may join the others at the central square to help protect civilians—but the coming battle is far beyond your capabilities."

The First Prince started to protest, but Claudia beside him nodded without hesitation, firmly grasping his arm and pulling him away.

The First Prince could only watch helplessly as Viktor's figure grew increasingly distant.

Only after their departure did Cocotte survey their surroundings.

At this moment, only she and Viktor remained—along with Erica's crystalline prison behind him.

Poor Erica...

But quickly, she straightened with renewed seriousness:

"Viktor..."

"Can you truly handle this alone?"

She could sense Viktor's current state carried unprecedented gravity.

Yet despite this crushing weight, his displayed calm continued radiating reassurance.

"The plan remains unchanged, Cocotte."

"Ensure the other council members are prepared."

Hearing Viktor's response, Cocotte nodded decisively.

She didn't fear Viktor requesting assistance—rather, she worried he might refuse to ask for help when needed.

If that occurred, hope might truly be lost.

Turning back one final time, she addressed Viktor:

She patted the clouds beneath her, rising toward the heavens while preparing to spirit Lia to safety.

Just before departure, Cocotte cast one last concerned glance at Viktor:

"You can manage this yourself, right?"

"We'll wait for your return in a safe place."

Without awaiting Viktor's response, Cocotte activated her magical power.

The clouds responded to her command, expanding while releasing pale luminescence that swiftly carried her away from this doomed night sky.

White mist traced an elegant curved path through the air, lingering long after her departure.

Viktor gazed upward at that vanishing white speck, maintaining perfect silence.

Now only he and Vega remained in the courtyard.

One human, one crow—and Erica sealed within her golden ice prison.

After a full thirty minutes passed, absolutely no trace of living presence remained except for them.

Vega perched on Viktor's shoulder, covering her beak with one wing while yawning with casual indifference.

"In the end, it's just the two of us left, Viktor."

"Yes."

Viktor stared into the empty wasteland ahead with profound intensity:

"Originally, I intended to prepare longer—but unfortunately, that cunning little deity didn't grant me such luxury."

"You calculated his every move from beginning to end, yet won't permit him to return the favor?"

Vega observed with leisurely amusement as Viktor responded with cold indifference:

"Precisely."

"However, he certainly never calculated that the trouble he prepared for me is exactly what I've been anticipating."

In that instant, both Viktor's eyes and Vega's single orb simultaneously blazed with azure flames.

[Connection Successful—]

[MP: 99999999/99999999]

Behind Viktor, windcoats of five distinct colors erupted into supernatural flames—torrents of blazing light in five different hues shooting toward the heavens.

Terrifying infernos danced through the air, transforming into the spectral souls of five impossibly monstrous beasts.

Beneath this scorching radiance, an even more thunderous earthquake erupted.

This time, however, the magnitude was—

Heaven collapsing, earth splitting apart.

The barren landscape completely shattered, chaotic rock formations thrusting upward like grasping fingers.

Vast clouds of dust spiraled into the sky like gray curtains dancing across eternity.

Supremely chaotic power rapidly enveloped the earth—wave after wave of stone undulations obscuring everything as if the planet itself churned with apocalyptic fury.

Dust tsunamis hundreds of meters high stained even the pitch-black heavens with hazy brown veils.

The once-profound night sky appeared draped with dense, terrestrial shrouds.

Clouds converged, moonlight faded to nothing.

Like omens of celestial collapse—filling observers with primal dread.

Accompanied by earth-shaking tremors, mountain-sized shadows rose from the fractured ground.

An earth-brown colossus erupted skyward, its massive joints nearly consumed by reddish-brown vegetation clusters.

A body larger than mountain ranges continuously emanated crushing atmospheric pressure—a single glance sufficient to make Viktor's spirit quake.

But this trembling wasn't born of fear—rather, it was pure, intoxicating excitement.

Six eyes suddenly blazed open, eight pupils erupting with crimson radiance.

Like six blood-red moons plummeting from heaven, embedding themselves within profound mountain ranges.

And this represented merely half of its head.

Breaking through gloom and dust storms, penetrating cloud layers—already appearing terrifyingly magnificent.

But...

"My apologies."

"Right now, you cannot emerge yet."

Viktor's eyes flickered with five streams of devastating luminescence as terrifying magical power expanded exponentially.

The roars of five disasters rapidly converged, melding into absolute divine authority.

Countless formation arrays blazing with multicolored radiance ignited layer upon layer in all directions around Viktor.

Enormously complex wheel rings stacked infinitely upward, extending into the cloud layers.

Intricate patterns intertwined and spiraled together, forming three-dimensional spider web architectures.

Rising majestically like impossibly complex works of divine artistry.

These patterns fitted and fused seamlessly—countless delicate totems and elaborate biological runes embedded within these colossal magical constructs.

In one explosive moment, a supremely chaotic domain of brilliant multicolored energy coalesced.

A magical space extending hundreds of miles burst through cloud cover, pressing downward toward earth while beginning to envelop the chaotically protruding terrain.

Shockwaves rose hundreds of meters, tearing through withered and scorched dimensional fabric.

BOOM!

[War Magic—Five Thousand Wide Area Domain]

The colossal impact shattered the devastated landscape, erupting with radiance as if concentrated daylight had been weaponized.

Dust gradually settled—yet that half-mountain-sized head bore no wounds whatsoever, not even the surrounding stone showed the slightest crack.

Viktor felt no surprise. He observed that health bar extending across thousands of miles and narrowed his eyes with predatory focus.

Even beneath that catastrophic war magic, this terrible entity had sustained virtually no damage.

But this had triggered active combat status between both combatants.

Viktor's gaze slowly descended, settling upon this monster's designation and power level.

[Earth Disaster—Urano]

lv70—

At that moment, his lips curved upward in a smile of absolute, intoxicated pleasure.

"My dear companion."

Like the apex of supreme arrogance, radiating absolute spiritual dominance:

"This will be our most glorious battle yet."

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