The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick-Chapter 420: So It Was My Family’s Tomb That Was Robbed
Helnersen gently set down the crimson armor and chest, which appeared particularly ancient wrapped in soil, dust rising around them.
The three curiously gathered around, staring at the dust-covered, scratched items, exchanging puzzled glances. These objects looked as if they had just been excavated from underground.
No wonder Cocotte had mistakenly thought Helnersen was grave robbing.
"Whose ancestral relics are these?" Lia couldn't help wondering.
This family was truly unfortunate to have their tomb dug up by a bear-man.
Her gaze fell on the gaps in the crimson armor filled with dark soil. The armor itself bore numerous battle scars, which Lia examined carefully. Beside it, the treasure chest, though dust-covered, still emitted patches of crimson-gold radiance, as if narrating tales of ancient glory.
Lia began calculating in her mind. These antiques would fetch a considerable sum on the market.
But she quickly thought of something more important: "Helnersen, where is Viktor?"
She remembered Viktor had specifically asked Helnersen to accompany him, saying they had business to attend to. Now Helnersen had returned, but Viktor was nowhere to be found.
Helnersen turned around and replied steadily: "The master will return soon."
Lia shrugged, nodded, and sighed helplessly. "Fine." Once again, she had no idea where he'd gone—Viktor was always so busy.
But still... "These items—did Viktor ask you to bring them back?" Lia looked up inquiringly, her gaze fixed on Helnersen.
After a moment's hesitation, Helnersen answered: "These are from the former master's tomb. The master asked me to take him there, and I believe he might need them."
Upon hearing "former master's tomb," Lia's brow furrowed. She froze momentarily, processing what Helnersen had just said.
"What?"
Holy shit!
Father's tomb?!
So Cocotte was right—they really had gone grave robbing. Grave robbing was bad enough, but their own family's tomb?
Veins bulged on Lia's forehead. She felt a flame rushing into her heart, her chest burning hot, her head heavy as if filled with lead.
Viktor, oh Viktor, you've really outdone yourself this time. Not even sparing your own father?
Lia had tolerated everything else Viktor did, but this was beyond acceptable. Of all the tombs to rob—why their father's? No, robbing any tomb was wrong!
Lia stamped her foot and angrily declared: "When Viktor returns, tell him to find me in my room!" Then, pointing at the armor and treasure chest, she added: "Put these items... in my room for now."
Since they were taken from the tomb, they were naturally her father's relics, and Lia didn't dare misplace them. Especially the treasure chest, which might contain something significant inside.
"I understand," Helnersen responded in his deep voice. He bent his broad waist, picked up the treasure chest and armor again, and walked toward Lia's room with measured steps.
Lia sighed, turned around, and caught Cocotte and Vinia quickly averting their gazes.
"Sorry you two had to witness that embarrassing scene."
Cocotte was one thing—she was a household employee after all. But Vinia was merely an elven friend, so some consideration was necessary.
However, both Cocotte and Vinia wore extremely solemn expressions. Especially Cocotte, who stared at Helnersen's retreating figure before beckoning Lia closer.
Lia moved toward her, and Cocotte whispered mysteriously: "Hmm... that treasure chest and armor—I sense something off about them. Be careful."
Though puzzled, Lia nodded. Inwardly, she dismissed the concern. An armor and a treasure chest—what danger could they possibly pose?
......
Night crawled across the sky, dispersing the dusk's glow. Stars twinkled above like countless brilliant diamonds, sparkling brightly.
Lia had just returned from the bathroom to her bedroom, changing into comfortable sleepwear. The crimson armor stood quietly in a corner of the room, while the mysterious treasure chest, now wiped clean by Lia, sat quietly beside it.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, Lia leaned closer to inspect the items. She was now genuinely curious about what treasures her father's burial goods might contain.
Just as her hand was about to touch the treasure chest's surface, Cocotte's warning flashed through her mind. Her irresistible curiosity battled with growing hesitation.
"Forget it," she decided. "I'll ask Viktor when he returns."
Lia yawned and turned over on the bed. In the end, sleepiness conquered curiosity. She pulled up the covers and drifted off in one smooth motion.
......
The heavy dark purple restraint pressing on Cerberus began to shatter under its violent resistance. Strong limbs drove rapidly rotating gears, steel and white bones jointly supporting its enormous body as it landed on all fours, nimbly moving through the raging sea of fire.
Orange afterimages intertwined with flames and mist in the hazy scene, making even Viktor's gravity magic seem elusive.
The beast raised its heads and howled, sending deafening sound waves spreading outward like shock waves. These vibrations shook the surrounding flames, causing them to fly rapidly into the air, circle a few times, then fall back down.
Upon touching the ground, the orange rain of fire immediately outlined limbs and a torso. A canine head burning with flames appeared above the body, baring long fangs and emitting threatening growls toward Viktor.
Dense flames quickly surged forward, rapidly pouncing toward him.
Viktor flipped his palm, and the azure magic behind him surged like a spring, flowing along the patterns of his windbreaker. His arms wrapped in water element magic, a huge wave appeared beneath his feet and began to rotate, its edges sharp as knives.
[Fourth-tier Magic: Echo Blade]
The fire hounds rushing toward him were all cut in half at the waist, falling to the ground and disappearing.
The three-headed hell hound stood its ground as the fire hounds fell. It bared its three sets of long fangs, igniting flames that fitted into sharp steel points.
Simultaneously, azure-colored patterns flowed over Viktor's body. Water vapor in the surrounding air slowly gathered together, suspended like countless crystal-clear droplets. Each water droplet reflected Viktor's figure, and gradually, those reflections began to twist.
A huge blade formed in front of Viktor, passing through the scorching space, stirring the surrounding floating water droplets as it grew larger and larger.
The formation under his feet rapidly constructed itself, patterns passing through runic forms as the huge magic array flickered with azure light.
[Fourth-tier Magic: Converging Thousand Blades]
As the magic array descended, Cerberus sensed the danger and raised its three heads. In their shared vision, countless blades similar to the one before Viktor appeared around their body, growing larger by the second.
Water droplets fell from the sky like raindrops, instantly transforming into giant swords, pointing directly at the fiery area where Cerberus stood.
BANG!
Thick white steam burst forth instantly, high-temperature air waves rolling over the flames, pressing them back into the ground.
Viktor stared intently ahead, clearly seeing Cerberus's figure breaking through the dense fog.
Vega flapped its wings and soared high, taking off from Viktor's shoulder to circle in the air, its sharp gaze closely following the battle below. It witnessed Viktor once again manipulating the azure magic array under his feet, summoning waterfall-like surging spears that scattered in all directions.
Continuous explosions ignited spectacular sparks in the sky. Even from high above, Vega could feel the shocking power emanating from the battle.
Viktor moved, only to find his body had become somewhat heavy.
The gate of flames behind Cerberus twisted, flames fusing into its body like invisible chains. Thick red iron chains trembled section by section, colliding and emitting sharp metallic impact sounds as intermittent red flames accompanied them into the hell hound's body.
Viktor glanced at Cerberus's rapidly passing shadow and noticed a threatening buff had appeared:
[The Underworld is still watching you; you feel fear gradually eroding your spine]
[Your speed -20%]
Viktor narrowed his eyes, easily avoiding the burning steel fangs. The next second, just as he retreated a step, the fire hound roared. A flame tongue like an arrow tore through the air, its heat wave rushing straight at Viktor.
He calmly raised his arm, azure magic extending along it. The formation quickly took shape as he struck out with his palm, immediately releasing energy like a tidal wave rushing toward the swift tongue.
[Fourth-tier Magic: Tidal Surge]
Sizzle—
With that sound, Cerberus's fire tongue spewed scalding steam. Then, the twisted abyssal giant mouth slowly closed, its steel fangs seemingly withdrawn by an invisible hand.
Viktor stared at it, his gaze sharp, noticing a new status added under its name:
[A god is watching your struggle for amusement; it bets you cannot pass through the Gates of Hell without divine guidance]
[Cerberus—Power amplification +35%]
This was the unique mechanism of the Gates of Hell at work.
In the game, once players entered the Gates of Hell, the first challenge they faced was this mini-boss—Cerberus. Although a level 65 boss, the trouble it brought players wasn't just in its numerical advantages.
Cerberus stood before the Gates of Hell, its frequent enhancements during battle stemming from the endless power of the Underworld's depths. Strength, agility, defense, endurance... it could even strip away players' beneficial effects.
However, these enhancements weren't simply because Hell favored its guard dog. They came from the wagers between the Underworld and the gods.
Once players set foot in the Gates of Hell and engaged in battle, they became the object of divine attention. This place was like a vast, eternally burning arena under the gods' observation.
As such, this battle was no longer a simple confrontation, but a contest of glory and power.
Viktor stared at the ferocious hell hound and slowly raised one arm. Golden magic burst forth from his chest, gradually gathering before his raised palm. A brilliant golden beam flashed out, its dazzling radiance surpassing the heat of all flames.
Golden air currents rotated and gathered in his palm, soft golden wheat ears seeming to dance lightly there. The steel skeletons hanging at the abyss's gate, with red sparks jumping in their hollow eye sockets, appeared dim in this dazzling golden light. The surrounding flames, like disturbed snakes, hurriedly retreated into the ground when touched by the golden light's baptism.
[The blessing of the Goddess of Fertility is favoring you]
[The Queen of the Underworld "???" has set her sights on you]
[Your life and magic recovery speed amplified +250%]
Viktor extended his other hand horizontally, tearing open a void rift in the center of the scorching space. He inserted his arm into it, retrieving a black staff from what seemed like another world, its top decorated with a golden bird head.
The magic within his body flowed along the staff, merging into the golden bird head. The bird's eyes burst forth with dazzling golden light, and behind it, a virtual golden scale swayed slowly in the air.
[The scales of the Goddess of Justice are examining this fair contest]
[The gods begin to suspect whether you are also her agent, and burn with anger]
[The Underworld has developed a strong interest in your fate]
[You have been given the following status:]
[Magic decreased by 35%—Magic increased by 35%]
[Strength decreased by 35%—Strength increased by 35%]
[Due to mutual cancellation, you gained no additional effects]
[The scales of the Goddess of Justice examine again, seeking balance]
The scale gradually stabilized, golden light scattered, and the deep gate of hell seemed to emit a low echo as it trembled. The flames in the skeleton's eye sockets extinguished, and the chains extending into Cerberus's body all broke, returning to the abyss of hell.
With the rotation of gears, intense sparks burst forth.
BOOM—
With a thunderous noise, the gate of hell that could pass through the Underworld slammed shut.
Viktor quietly watched Cerberus, witnessing the beneficial effects on it gradually disappear. Finally, this mighty guardian returned to its initial state. Even the flames on its surface seemed to dim.
Simultaneously, Viktor waved the staff in his hand, and pale green flames instantly covered the azure magic patterns. The dark green ghost fire between the golden bird head's eyes also erupted, netherworld and flames intertwining.
The pale green light around him intensified, endless magical energy enveloping the earth like ghostly mist. Behind him, a pale green rift slowly opened in the ground, as if a door to another world was gradually revealing itself.
BOOM BOOM BOOM—
As the ground trembled, Cerberus began to shudder. It widened its six eyes, staring at the huge gate burning with pale green ghost fire slowly rising behind Viktor.
"Now," Viktor said calmly, "welcome to my domain." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Chapter 420: So It Was My Family’s Tomb That Was Robbed
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