Villain Ch 268. Speculations

The aftermath of the exhilarating hunt spread like wildfire throughout the players. Players from all corners gathered in bustling bars, cozy taverns, and charming tea shops, their voices filled with excitement and curiosity. The unusual events that had unfolded during the hunt had ignited a storm of speculation, triggering a flurry of animated conversations and wild theories.

Theories sprouted like mushrooms after a rainstorm, each player adding their own twist to the unfolding mystery. Some believed that it was a clever strategy devised by the game developers to spice up the gameplay and keep the players on their toes. After all, unexpected events and challenges were not uncommon in the gaming world. Others speculated that the hunt was intricately tied to the game’s overarching storyline.

There were whispers and hushed discussions, with players speculating that perhaps the villains themselves had orchestrated this grand hunt as a way to showcase their power and dominance. It was a twisted form of honor, a dark invitation extended only to the most skilled and formidable players. The villains seemed to specifically target high-level individuals, often associated with the prestigious guilds that ruled the game’s hierarchy. This led to the conjecture that the hunt was a cunning ploy to lure these influential players into a larger, more epic event.

Simply, the hunt was a symbol, a sign that players had managed to capture the villains’ attention.

The events left a lasting impact on the player community. Once they had connected the dots and recognized the villains’ presence, a frenzy of activity ensued. Players scattered throughout the maps, feverishly searching for any trace or hint that could lead them to the villains’ whereabouts. It was as if they hoped to assume the role of hunters, turning the tables on their tormentors.

andasnovel.com However, their efforts to locate the villains proved to be in vain. Like shadows in the night, the assailants struck swiftly and disappeared just as quickly. Within the span of a mere hour since the first attack, the onslaught and ambushes abruptly ceased, leaving behind a palpable sense of uncertainty and confusion. It was as if the villains had grown bored with their game, vanishing into the depths of the virtual world, perhaps to engage in other nefarious activities.

The reaction among the players varied greatly. Some heaved a sigh of relief, grateful for the respite that allowed them to resume their own quests and endeavors. The absence of further attacks meant that they could return to their normal routine, focusing on leveling up, improving their skills, and exploring the maps. For them, the villains’ departure was a welcome reprieve from the constant threat that had loomed over their virtual lives.

On the other hand, there were those who felt a twinge of disappointment at the villains’ sudden disappearance. It was as if they had been overlooked, deemed unworthy of the villains’ attention. They yearned for a chance to prove themselves, to showcase their skills and tenacity in a head-on confrontation with these formidable foes. The absence of further encounters left them questioning their own abilities, wondering if they were truly deserving of being marked as targets by the villains.

Meanwhile, Allen, taking a break from his intense gaming session, found himself standing in his kitchen, engrossed in his smartphone. With a plate of Chicken Shawarma and baby potatoes before him, he balanced his phone in one hand while casually munching on his dinner with the other. The aroma of the flavorful dish wafted through the air, tempting his taste buds as he scrolled down his phone screen.

As he read through the latest updates and discussions in the gaming forum, a mix of excitement and curiosity swirled within him. The forum was abuzz with chatter about the recent attacks by the villains. Allen couldn’t help but be drawn into the whirlwind of theories and speculations surrounding this extraordinary event. It seemed that players from all corners were sharing their experiences and opinions, each attempting to unravel the mysteries behind the villains’ actions.

“Does this have anything to do with the game’s storyline?”

– (Reply) “I don’t think so.”

– (Reply) “That could be related. We don’t know yet.”

“Why didn’t they attack me? Are they afraid of me?” – 1 like.

– (Reply) “I hope this is just a joke.”

– (Reply) “It’s not a joke!”

– (Reply) “What level are you?”

“I think this is the way the villains give the honor to the eye-catching players.” 15 likes.

– (Reply) “I put my bet on this.”

He shook his head, amused by the extent to which players were willing to speculate and create their own narratives.

“Man, they’re really going off on wild tangents,” Allen muttered to himself, his confusion evident. On one hand, he understood the desire to make sense of the situation and find meaning in the villains’ actions. After all, he himself had indulged in such speculation in the past. While the truth was simply the villains received quests to make weapons.

But apart from all the speculation and funny comments, he also checked other things, especially serious discussions and of course, about himself, the real him, a player who had used Godlike as his nickname, not the devil emperor. Most people were wondering if he would ever make his comeback in this game.

With a wistful smile, Allen reminisced about his days as Godlike, the winner of the international tournament, and a renowned figure in the gaming community. He had once been revered for his exceptional skills and strategic prowess. But as fate would have it, he decided to adopt the nickname Azazel, embracing a darker persona for the game. Little did he know that this choice would turn his world upside down, leading him down a path he never expected. From a hero, a winner of an international tournament, to a cruel villain. 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝑙．𝑐𝘰𝘮

Locking his phone screen, he glanced at the clock and realized the event was about to start. He finished his dinner, washed his dishes, and put his VR device on.

‘Let’s see how we can have fun with them,’ he thought. For sure, he already had a plan in his head for this event.