Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Villain Ch 665. Ruins

Like the previous war event, once the announcement appeared, the city of Gorroc was left in a state of utter chaos. The once bustling streets were now eerily quiet, save for the sounds of groans and cries of pain echoing through the air. The monsters and villains that had wreaked havoc upon the city had vanished without a trace.

In the aftermath of the battle, players wandered the streets in a daze, their faces etched with exhaustion and despair. The wounds of war were still fresh, both physical and emotional, and the weight of their loss hung heavy upon their shoulders.

Amidst the rubble and debris, the flickering flames cast an eerie glow upon the scene, casting long shadows that danced across the broken landscape. The smell of smoke and burning debris filled the air.

Though the emperor's evil laughter was conspicuously absent, the aftermath of his actions spoke volumes, leaving a scar on the city that would not soon be forgotten.

The sky turned ominously dark. The once pristine crystal at the heart of the city began to pulse with an eerie, corrupted energy, its once radiant glow now tainted by the influence of the emperor. It was a chilling reminder that the city was now under the control of the devil emperor.

Despite the automatic reconstruction efforts, the scars of battle still marred the landscape, with damaged buildings serving as a grim reminder. NPCs, who had fled in terror during the chaos of the war event, cautiously began to return to their respective posts, their expressions etched with fear and uncertainty.

The players went about the task of healing their wounds and calming their frayed nerves, the announcement of the monsters and boss monsters that now guarded each floor of the tower fell on deaf ears. Most were too preoccupied with their own thoughts and emotions to pay much heed.

Meanwhile, the devil emperor's soldiers emerged from the shadows, their ominous presence serving as a stark reminder of the new order that had been established within the city.

The tank players trudged wearily back into town, their mounts moving with sluggish reluctance as if mirroring the defeat that weighed heavy on their riders. Demoralization painted their once determined faces, replaced now by expressions of weariness and despair.

Their bodies bore the marks of battle, covered in wounds that oozed with blood and pain. Limbs hung limp, armor dented and broken from the relentless onslaught they had faced on the battlefield. Every step they took seemed to sap what little strength remained within them, their movements labored and slow.

Their HP dwindled precariously low, each movement fueled by the potions they had hastily consumed in a desperate bid to keep themselves upright. The taste of bitterness lingered on their tongues. A heavy silence descended upon them, broken only by the sound of labored breaths and the soft clink of armor.

Many players huddled together in small groups, their faces drawn and weary as they sought solace in each other's company. Some sat quietly, lost in their own thoughts, while others engaged in hushed conversations, their voices tinged with a sense of resignation.

Amidst the subdued atmosphere, information about the event in Eyon Village began to circulate among the players. The news of victory in the village brought a faint sense of relief to the weary players, a reminder that there was still hope to be found.

The victory, albeit slim, served as a beacon of light in the midst of their despair. It was a small victory, to be sure, but it was a victory nonetheless.

The players gathered according to their respective guilds, mingled with a sense of urgency and reflection. Murmurs filled the space as they formed clusters, their voices hushed as they discussed the events that had unfolded during the war event. Mostly about Sophia, Father^Alex and VirtualValkyrie.

But perhaps the most talked-about topic was the unexpected intimacy between the emperor and one of his subordinates.

Sophia's name became the main topic of conversation, though not in the way she might have hoped. Mocking chuckles and whispered remarks followed her as players recounted her attempts to attract the emperor's attention, only to fail miserably.

Twice Sophia had shouted, her voice ringing out across the battlefield in a desperate bid to catch the emperor's eye. Twice she had been ignored, her efforts met with nothing but silence and indifference. It was embarrassing, to say the least, and many players couldn't help but laugh at her futile attempts.

But it was Sophia's last scream that garnered the most ridicule. As she shouted for the emperor's attention, it was as if she was inviting her own demise. The other monsters, drawn by her cries, closed in on her like vultures circling their prey, making her final act seem like nothing short of foolishness.

For many players, Sophia's actions were a source of amusement and disbelief. How could someone with her level of popularity and experience stoop to such desperate measures? It was a question that lingered in the minds of many, casting doubt on Sophia's abilities and reputation as a skilled player.

Rumors began to spread like wildfire, painting Sophia in a less-than-flattering light. Some whispered that she was nothing more than a "pick me girl" seeking attention from the emperor, while others speculated that she had lost her touch and was no longer worthy of her status as a pro player.

For Elio, Sophia's missteps were a stroke of luck. With her reputation tarnished, he saw an opportunity to distance himself from her and recruit new healers who could potentially fill her shoes. It was a ruthless move, but in the cutthroat world of gaming, players were always looking for an edge, even if it meant stepping on their peers to get ahead.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

At different location, the players gathered around Father^Alex. It seemed like everyone wanted a piece of the action, eager to hear the details of his encounter with the devil emperor.

From every corner of the gathering, players bombarded Father^Alex with questions, their voices rising in a cacophony of curiosity and concern. Some were from rival guilds, looking for any scrap of information they could use against their enemies. Others were from his own guild, their expressions a mix of confusion and disbelief as they tried to make sense of the situation.

Mastercraft and Red_King struggled to hold back the crowd, their voices barely audible over the din. They did their best to shield Father^Alex from the onslaught of questions, but it was clear that they were overwhelmed by the sheer number of players demanding answers.

Father^Alex, for his part, looked flustered and panicked as he tried to fend off the barrage of inquiries. His hands shook as he attempted to explain himself, his words coming out in a frantic jumble as he denied any wrongdoing.

"I didn't do anything," he exclaimed, his voice rising above the clamor of the crowd. "The emperor targeted me for no reason. I swear, I have no idea why he singled me out."

But his protests fell on deaf ears as the players continued to press him for answers. They wanted to know what had transpired between him and the devil emperor, what secrets he might be hiding, and why he had become the target of the emperor's wrath.

For Father^Alex, the pressure was overwhelming. He felt like he was being judged by his peers, his every word scrutinized for any hint of guilt or deception.

Other things, one name also seemed to dominate their conversations: VirtualValkyrie. Her daring ambush on the devil emperor had captured the attention of players from all corners of the city, sparking both admiration and intrigue.

Whispers of her bravery and cunning spread like wildfire among the gathered players. Many marveled at her audacity, impressed by her ability to launch a surprise attack on one of the most feared figures in the game. Others speculated about her motives and methods, wondering how she had managed to evade the emperor's defenses and strike at him unseen.

But despite the buzz surrounding her actions, VirtualValkyrie herself was nowhere to be found. Players searched the bustling city streets and crowded squares, hoping to catch a glimpse of the elusive gamer who had dared to challenge the devil emperor. But their efforts were in vain, as she seemed to have vanished without a trace.

Another topic dominated their conversations: the devil emperor's intimate display with one of his subordinates. Many players couldn't believe what they had witnessed during the chaos of battle. The devil emperor, known for his ruthless tactics and merciless demeanor, had shown a side of himself that few had ever imagined. His intimate embrace and kiss to his subordinate had left many players reeling.

Some players speculated about the nature of their relationship. Players also recounted how the emperor and his subordinate fought with ease. Strategies that had been carefully planned and executed were rendered useless in the face of their effortless teamwork.

It was like... No matter how skilled or organized they were, they could never hope to match the sheer strength and coordination of their opponents.