As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Winter raised his head and was about to speak, but something stuck in his throat. His eyes were confused, as if his brain was blank and he had forgotten something.

The next moment, his facial features suddenly twisted, his limbs trembled uncontrollably, and a strange and extraordinary fluctuation flashed across his body.

As Roy's eyes flashed with golden flames, an indescribable tentacle-like figure tore open Winter's chest!

In reality, Winter's body did not die, but his spirit was completely destroyed.

"save him!"

Jon Snow kicked the door open, but Winter was already foaming at the mouth and collapsed on the spot.

The Count and Countess hurriedly called a priest and a magician to treat him.

In Roy's soul, Phoenix had already pronounced the result in advance.

"It's useless. His soul is already useless."

"He died? In just a moment?" Roy felt horrified.

"Em... You can't say he's dead, after all, his soul isn't completely annihilated. But anyway, he's become a vegetable."

"What on earth was going on just now? A soul attack? Did the undead leave a backup plan for him?"

Roy was certain that the [School of the Undead] didn't have similar methods, at least not in the Western Continent.

When it comes to soul attacks, that is the Lich's forte.

[Pale Queen Anissas] is a great lich.

But Phoenix's tone revealed a hint of disdain: "Are you looking down on me?"

"With the level of those skeletons, even if they really did something, I would be able to see it in advance and even cure him."

"But this breath..." Phoenix said solemnly, "The disgusting smell of the sea, the same evil methods as before, this is C'Thun's handiwork."

"C'Thun, [Lord of the Abyss]?!"

Roy didn't react at first, but he immediately remembered that Rowling's notes mentioned this evil god.

The faith of the Abyssal Diver, a monster that is said to live in the deep sea abyss. Legend has it that in the First Age, most of the creatures on the sea perished at its hands, becoming the seedbed of C'Thun.

Roy suspected that Leviathan suffered heavy damage because of this evil god of the deep sea.

But this is strange.

The [Abyss Diver]'s activities are in the South China Sea Country. Even if he is extremely crazy, there is no reason for him to attack the prince of the empire, right?

Could it be that the aide is the [Abyss Diver]?

It still doesn't make sense. If he had the time to infiltrate the Empire, why not stir up trouble in the South China Sea Kingdom?

The newspaper said that the sea beast disaster that had plagued the South China Sea country for many years had been quelled, so that the authorities finally had the energy to deal with the cultists.

There is no reason and no ability for [Abyss Diver] to attack the enemy prince.

Phoenix guessed his confusion and said meaningfully, "It's C'Thun's power, but it may not be C'Thun who did it."

"Perhaps someone has stolen his power. It seems that the aide has something special."

"And, besides C'Thun, I always feel that there is another force that is somewhat familiar..." Phoenix was a little confused.

Even the usually arrogant Phoenix admitted the other party's extraordinaryness, so Roy had to be more vigilant.

Moreover, the fact that the demigod feels familiar means that the other party is not from this era.

There is no clue about each other in the original work or Rowling's notes.

Unlike the demons and cultists, this is the first time that an enemy has completely hidden in the darkness and their true identity is unknown.

Seriously, why are there so many pitfalls in a lesbian gal game?!

Thinking about it this way, I can't even bear to look at those happy endings in the original game! Who knew that behind those happy endings, there were so many pitfalls hidden. Are you, the production team, just waiting to release a sequel to backstab the players?!

Although full of resentment, Roy did not forget to explain what had happened to Jon Snow.

However, there is not without good news.

"Hey, let's save this kid's life first."

"Once my strength is restored, I can forcibly dispel C'Thun's power, pick up some remaining souls, and find clues about the caster."

Roy conveyed Phoenix's advice and once again saved Winter's life from Britney's axe.

However, for Winter himself, becoming a mentally ill, half-dead ghost, perhaps it would be better for him to die.

No one present cared about his life or death.

Only the prison guards would stop abusing Winter because of his vegetative state.

Regardless, Winter's fate is sealed.

Just knowing that there is a hidden aide beside the Winter Queen is a gain.

The long winter vacation is coming to an end, and it's time for Roy to return home.

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Lieyang Valley.

Looking at the empty altar, the clown's smile froze slightly.

Then, he clapped his hands vigorously and laughed until he could hardly breathe. Then his expression changed and he kicked the altar hard, smashing it to pieces!

"I finally took action once, but you made me lose so completely!"

"Boiled!"

After his rage, he suddenly fell to his knees, crying bitterly as if he had lost everything in one night.

"Oh my god, I finally saved that stupid bird from the devil, and then I kindly fed it for so many years. How could it be easy for me?!"

"We were transported back to the pre-liberation era overnight, and they didn't even leave us a sip of soup. Is this even humane?"

Not long after crying, he performed a Sichuan Opera face-changing, his face full of vicissitudes of life and deep sorrow. He sat down on the broken altar and assumed a meditative posture.

"Honestly, this is so weird..."

"This generation's false king's blood should have died long ago at the hands of those lizards or the little tree people. Not only did it grow so fast, but it also happened to ruin my plans. But I don't remember revealing any flaws in the Empire's plans..."

Three seconds later, the clown gave up thinking, raised his head and showed a sunny smile: "Oh, forget it, maybe this is fate!"

"A story that goes smoothly is too boring. Even if I'm the protagonist, I still have to face some challenges occasionally, right?"

"The more powerful the villain, the greater the sense of accomplishment after defeating him!"

With a snap, the clown's neck twisted 180 degrees, and he raised the corners of his mouth exaggeratedly towards the void in a posture that was impossible for a human to do.

"You think this is more interesting, right?"

The empty world gave no response.

But the clown didn't care at all. He assumed a restrained position, lay down on his side, and snapped his fingers leisurely.

The light and shadow in the air present a scene of white doves soaring, the port busy, and people praying peacefully.

White Harbor is the only church city in the Western Continent and also the venue for this Saint Election.

At this moment, after taking off all his disguises, a hint of superiority and detachment flashed in the man's turbid and dark eyes.

"Unfortunately, you're not quite qualified to be a villain right now."

"I'd be disappointed, Roy Ironblad, if you can't even handle those bastards in white."

Chapter 1 Against the Heavens

New semester, new atmosphere.

At the opening ceremony, the energetic freshmen entered the auditorium with full of anticipation for the future, while the sophomores and juniors who arrived earlier reunited with their friends and talked about each other's holidays.

Looking around curiously, the freshmen were more concerned about their classmates and seniors.

What attracts the most attention are the handsome men and beautiful women.

When you first arrive, who knows who is who? Your appearance is the most obvious.

As red as fire, as green as emerald, with a charming figure and silver hair like snow.

A quick glance captured one extraordinary figure after another, causing countless freshmen to secretly cheer and look forward to a wonderful college life. Some were even ready to take action.

There is a kind of beauty that is untouched by the world.

Senior students, on the other hand, are much more mature.

Or the number 13.

I have already realized the gap between myself and others, and I have become much more relaxed. It’s good enough to be able to feast my eyes!

They did not let hormones take over their brains. They admired the handsome or beautiful figures, but did not forget to exchange information.

This wave is called not delaying either.

During the short three-month winter vacation, a lot of big news happened in Vizseya.

"Have you heard? The chaos in the Kingdom of Golden Sands has finally been settled!"

"Shouldn't you say he's worthy of being Senior Douglas? Before him, few people could clean up the mess that place had!"

"The South China Sea country is making quite a fuss!"

"Yeah, I remember at the end of last year, Senior Jason was in a lot of trouble. They said he attended an underground auction and lost a national treasure or something."

“But in the end, he still cleared the rhythm!”

"That's right! They've spent money to improve law and order along the coast and eliminated many cultist dens. What national treasure? This is what benefits the people's livelihood!"

Due to historical reasons, the Kingdom of Sands is the only country that allows polygamy.

In the extraordinary world, too many mortal wives will dilute the bloodline of future generations. At the same time, too many royal members who inherit extraordinary powers will also sow the seeds of disaster.

This resulted in the Kingdom of Sands being caught up in a perennial struggle for royal power, with a very unstable political situation, making it the only little brother to be pulled in the foot in peacetime.

Who would have thought that this generation would have a tough guy named Douglas. Although he did not start from a high point, he developed rapidly in just a few years. He beat his brothers and sisters so hard that they could not fight back and consolidated his power.

He has now been designated by the king as the heir to the throne.

You know, this might be the only heir to the throne in a hundred years who didn't need a coup to take power! His value is far beyond the reach of heirs from other countries!

As for Jason, his life was much smoother than Douglas's journey to the throne.

Born with a silver spoon in his mouth and owning the huge Blue Moon Chamber of Commerce, he had clearly won at the starting line, but he still had an ambitious heart.

He wants to do big things.

The days of having nothing to eat and nothing to wear are so boring!

How could it be more exciting to fight pirates, kill sea monsters, engage in intrigue, and engage in business wars and conquests every day?

In reality, Jason was indeed capable of exploiting his already significant advantages to the fullest. In business, he successfully propelled the Blue Moon Chamber of Commerce to new heights. Politically, he vigorously combated the cultists, winning the unanimous support of the nobility and the people alike, wielding power far beyond that of a prince.

The only Waterloo was last year when they failed to bring back the national treasure, which led to the domestic opposition taking advantage of the situation and launching a criticism and denunciation campaign.

But thanks to the record of severely damaging the cultists, this crisis was quickly resolved.

After all, compared to the national treasure that has not been seen for many years, people are more concerned about physical safety.

It seems that cultists are a great joy to people all over the world.

The two third-year princes, the team doctor, were not only respected by the seniors, but even the freshmen had heard of them and unconsciously admired them. They were considered the most dazzling stars in the academy, on par with Lyanna, who suppressed the demon rebellion of Cassandra's family.

If it weren't for Roy Einblad.

When the old man, the "Sage," finished his opening speech, the black-haired boy's appearance on stage created a climax that was no less than the former.

The difference is that the old students were not surprised, they were more cheering, while the new students were shocked and confused.

"Roy Ironblad? Who is this guy?"

"Isn't this the evil young man who molested the little girl?!"

"No, no, no, the version has been updated. I heard that he is now a sworn knight of the Lionheart Kingdom, but he is just a knight after all, not even a member of the royal family, right?"

"Although it looks good, it's still not as good as our Jason pigeon!"

"Can't we invite the legendary Lionheart Princess to the stage? We want to see a beautiful woman!"

The whispers of the freshmen exuded a clear stupidity that made the seniors frown.