Chapter 418 Web Of Deceit
Villain Ch 418. Web Of Deceit
Allen's sinister grin widened, his eyes gleaming with a dark amusement as he tilted his head ever so slightly. The thrill of the impending confrontation surged through his veins, and he savored every moment of the deadly game that was about to unfold.
"There you are," Allen's voice dripped with a chilling menace, his words laced with an eerie calmness that sent shivers down Elio's spine. It was a tone that spelled impending doom.
Elio, caught off guard and realizing the perilous situation he had stumbled into, instinctively considered fleeing or evading the Devil Emperor's grasp. However, he knew all too well that facing Allen head-on was a futile endeavor.
In a desperate scramble for survival, the thought of calling for assistance from his group crossed Elio's mind. However, the realization struck him like a hammer blow—most of the players he had brought here were inexperienced newcomers, fresh recruits to his guild. Elio had been guiding them, imparting knowledge on leveling up swiftly and the best hunting spots for acquiring valuable loot to upgrade their equipment.
He knew that involving his inexperienced comrades in this dire situation would only lead to their inevitable demise. As his gaze locked onto Allen's menacing figure, Elio understood that he was on his own in this treacherous encounter with the Devil Emperor.
But his hopes were short-lived as Allen, with a predatory grace, unfurled his dark wings and took off in pursuit.
With each powerful beat of his wings, Allen closed the gap between them, his hand reaching out menacingly. A sinister grin played on his lips as he uttered the ominous incantation in a voice that sent shivers down Elio's spine.
"Hellfire Rain..." The words dripped with malice, and the very air seemed to tremble in response to the malevolent incantation.
The flame blocked the path. Elio's heart raced with mounting panic, he abruptly realized that the relentless onslaught of hellfire prevented any chance of escape. He knew he had no choice but to confront the dire situation he found himself in.
Turning around swiftly, he raised his sword in trembling hands, determined to face not only the Devil Emperor but also the mob of monsters he had drawn. His gaze quickly surveyed his opposition, expecting to see the trio of Ghostly Knights and the duo of Undead Warriors. However, to his shock, Elio's eyes fell upon an unexpected sight that sent a chill down his spine.
A horrifying spectacle unfolded before Elio's eyes. The Devil Emperor's malevolent flames engulfed the monsters in a merciless inferno. The creatures, already grotesque and ghastly, now writhed and contorted in agony as the searing fire consumed them. Their hideous screams pierced the air, filling the corridor with echoes of suffering.
But the Devil Emperor's brutality didn't end there. With a cold and calculated demeanor, he descended upon the tormented monsters, his sword flashing like a dark omen. One by one, the creatures met their gruesome fate, their bodies falling to the ground in lifeless heaps. His strikes were swift and precise, severing limbs, splitting torsos, and decapitating heads. The corridor soon resembled a nightmarish battlefield, littered with the twisted remains of the once-formidable undead.
As the last of the monsters fell, the Devil Emperor's eyes turned back to Elio, his gaze filled with an eerie intensity.
Amidst the lingering flames and the smoldering remnants of the fallen monsters, the Devil Emperor approached Elio with an eerie, unhurried gait. He moved with an unsettling grace, his steps leaving faint traces of dark energy in their wake. As he drew closer, he seemed like a demon risen from the depths of hell itself, a malevolent entity that defied the laws of the virtual world.
His presence was foreboding, and his eyes, cold and calculating, bore into Elio with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine. The flames that danced around him cast eerie, flickering shadows on his menacing form, accentuating his otherworldly appearance.
Elio's heart pounded with terror as he desperately summoned his inventory screen, his trembling fingers hovering over the Home Crystal, the lifeline that could whisk him away from this nightmarish encounter. He knew that confronting the Devil Emperor was a death sentence, and his only hope was to escape.
But just as he was about to activate the crystal, he felt an invisible force seize his wrist. Panic surged through him as he realized that the Devil Emperor had raised his hand, and before he could react, a malevolent incantation escaped those cold lips.
"Telekinesis Blast!"
A surge of telekinetic energy slammed into Elio, sending him hurtling backward. The Home Crystal slipped from his grasp, forgotten as he was propelled away from it. Helpless and defenseless, Elio was at the mercy of the Devil Emperor's sinister powers.
The invisible power emanating from the Devil Emperor's outstretched hand clamped down on Elio's body, rendering him utterly immobilized. Elio fought desperately to break free, his muscles straining against the unseen shackles that held him captive. His heart raced, and he could feel the sweat bead on his forehead as he realized the dire situation he was in.
For a moment, Elio thought this was the end, that he would meet his demise at the hands of the merciless Devil Emperor. But then, to his astonishment, the Devil Emperor spoke, his voice a sinister whisper that sent shivers down Elio's spine.
"I want to talk," the Devil Emperor hissed, his eyes burning with an intensity that pierced Elio's very soul.
"You want to talk?" Elio repeated, still grappling with the shock of encountering the infamous Devil Emperor in such an unexpected manner. It was a stark departure from their usual encounters during events and wars.
The Devil Emperor's crimson eyes bore into Elio's, holding his gaze with an intensity that was difficult to ignore. Elio could sense that this conversation held weight and significance, though he couldn't fathom what it might entail.
"Yes. I have watched you and your guild for a while and it piqued my interest." Allen replied calmly, his tone measured. He had no intention of revealing the true nature of his concern. Instead, he chose his words carefully. "Consider it a word of caution. Your actions, and your affiliations, they cast shadows that others are keenly observing. Your priestess' web of deceit is far-reaching, and you and your guild are not exempt from its entanglements."
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