The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick

Lian froze for a moment. He stared at Viktor with confusion before his gaze quickly dropped to the black scales in Viktor's hands.

"You call this raw material?"

It didn't look anything like material for crafting a staff by any stretch of the imagination.

Though the scales seemed vaguely familiar, he couldn't quite place where he had seen them before.

Dismissing the scales, Lian asked what was really on his mind.

"Are you here alone?"

"Where's Heim Horn?"

Heim Horn was the council's chief administrator.

Being stateless, he wasn't required to reside in other countries like the rest of the council members.

For instance, although Lian was also a council member, he had to spend most of his time in Midi City.

Moreover, since Heim possessed countless phantom clones, the management of the Mage City primarily fell to him.

"The others are still in the Magic Library," Viktor replied tersely while temporarily stowing away the black scales.

The scales vanished from his hand into his backpack.

Then, without a hint of guilt, he said to Lian:

"They're tied up at the moment."

Showing absolutely no sign of being the culprit behind their predicament.

Hearing his explanation, Lian decided not to press the matter.

After all, this collaboration was between him and Viktor.

Heim's presence or absence made little difference.

He reached into his backpack and pulled out a long blueprint, then handed it to Viktor.

"This is the blueprint I got from Rachel."

The preset blueprint had been delivered directly to Lian Kent by Rachel herself.

This showed they were indeed taking Viktor's staff seriously.

Viktor accepted the blueprint and slowly unfolded it. Green patterns danced across the surface, constructing a ghostly image of a staff that floated in the air, clearly displaying its design.

The staff's body was jet black and remarkably slender.

Its base was wrapped in a thick metal ring, from which protruded a sharp gem pulsing with green magical energy.

The staff extended upward until it began to curve at the top,

The curved section was meticulously crafted, forming three rotating tiers. Finally, it extended backward, resembling delicate wings.

From the center of these three tiers protruded a golden prominence, its tip appearing to be carved into a majestic bird's head.

The blueprint also detailed the materials required for crafting this staff.

Dragon blood from magic veins, Flame Rock, Hurricane Steel, and something called Chaos Dragon Scales.

They all sounded rather impressive.

Materials like "Flame Rock" and "Hurricane Steel" were used to forge exceptionally durable weapons.

They were extremely rare because these materials contained magical elements.

Weapons forged from them could absorb their corresponding elements.

Lian had barely ever encountered them.

Just the locations where these materials could be obtained were enough to deter most people.

'Flame Rock' had to be harvested from the hottest stone during an active volcanic eruption.

As for 'Hurricane Steel', it had to be forged and solidified in the eye of a storm to create the hardest metal.

Lian was familiar with dragon blood though.

You just needed to draw blood from any dragon above fourth rank.

Dragon blood infused into weapons could enhance their durability.

But... could something crafted with these materials still be considered a staff?

Was Viktor planning to become a warrior?

However, he raised no objections about this - after all, his job was simply to follow the procedure and craft it.

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"I'm not too familiar with the sources of the other materials, but I do know something about these 'Chaos Dragon Scales'."

"They must be obtained from the Chaos Dragon King."

Like the Storm Dragon King, the Chaos Dragon King was also a magical elemental creature that existed above the Mage City.

Essentially, it wasn't a true dragon.

Viktor was well aware of that creature.

Lian continued:

"If you want to start crafting the staff immediately, I suggest we begin with the Chaos Dragon King."

"However, that fellow is formidable."

As he spoke, he glanced at Viktor.

For others, nobody would dare provoke the Chaos Dragon King.

But given the power Viktor had demonstrated, that creature would probably have to willingly become crafting material.

"Then let's deal with it first."

Sure enough, Viktor just nodded and replied casually.

As if he didn't take that dangerous magical creature seriously at all.

At this point, Lian started rummaging through his overalls for something.

"Remember what we agreed on at the beginning? One condition, and I'll help you forge the staff."

Viktor naturally remembered.

As long as the condition wasn't excessive, he could agree to Lian's terms.

So, he asked:

"What's your request then?"

"Hmm... wait a second, found it."

As he finished speaking, he pulled out a magic cube from his pocket.

The cube opened in his hand, gradually expanding.

The intricately detailed cube particles slowly unfolded, spinning out an orb of magical power that emitted golden light.

Lian tossed it into the air, then spoke:

"Actually, I've always been deeply interested in researching your super large-scale attack magic."

"So, I was thinking, if I could study and inject war magic into items like these, then release them all through a trigger mechanism."

"Wouldn't that power be absolutely incredible?"

Lian grew more excited as he spoke, gazing at the distant sky as if already envisioning his research's spectacular success.

This was super war magic that could bypass complicated steps entirely.

"So, I just need to record your battle process from the sidelines when you fight."

He pointed at the magic cube floating in the air as he explained.

Viktor nodded.

This kind of condition carried absolutely no burden, so he might as well agree.

"Alright."

In truth, in the player crafting manual, there were items that could store magic and use it all at once.

Players often used these kinds of items during dungeon missions, PvE, and team boss fights.

But because PvP prohibited the use of items, Viktor rarely crafted or collected these magical items.

If everything from the player crafting manual were to be revealed, it would cause a devastating impact on this world's tech tree.

However, only Viktor could craft these things - others couldn't replicate them.

Many people had purchased potions from the Kravina family and attempted to replicate Viktor's magic potions.

But after all this time, they still didn't even know what materials Viktor used.

They could only conclude that Viktor's secrecy was too thorough.

Seeing Viktor agree, Lian started reaching into his overalls again.

"Well then, I need to prepare some weapons in advance..."

But before he could get ready, a purple vortex suddenly formed beneath his feet.

The whirlpool-like magical power gradually condensed, as if the entire void was spinning within it.

Lian stared at the teleportation gate under his feet, feeling the churning magical power within, completely stunned.

Then he heard Viktor say calmly:

"I personally value efficiency."

"Let's depart directly."

The next second, the purple vortex didn't even wait for Lian's consent before forcibly enveloping both of them.

After a swirling dissipated, both figures had vanished without a trace above the clouds.

.......

The Magic Library was no longer its former self.

After experiencing a devastating explosion, it was now a floating ruin.

Bookshelves floating in mid-air were broken and shattered, countless books gently drifting through the air, scattered everywhere.

Heim Horn gazed at the Magic Library in ruins, his heart bleeding.

Although the Magic Library could be restored, it would take time.

His heart ached terribly.

Worth noting, these magic books were specially protected, so the knowledge within wouldn't be destroyed.

So many chaotic spells naturally needed someone to organize and categorize them,

And this weighty responsibility, as if arranged by fate itself, naturally fell upon Heim Horn's shoulders.

Looking at the countless books floating in the chaotic sky, Heim Horn felt his head throbbing.

Some books were slightly ajar, freed from their bookshelf constraints.

Some even extended two legs formed of magical power from their pages, stepping and jumping across the floating debris.

Many books even automatically channeled magical power, constantly releasing the spells recorded within them into the air.

Countless spells collided in the air, creating what appeared to be a brilliant fireworks display beneath the sky.

The entire library contained at least tens of thousands of different spells.

"How long will it take to organize all this..."

He should have known - Viktor was a madman who left destruction in his wake.

Bringing him to the Magic Library could only end badly.

Beside him, Cocotte was yawning, tears of sleepiness already staining her cheeks.

Looking at the chaos before her, she was already starting to doze off.

She understood that if she didn't find a place to sleep quickly, Heim Horn would probably rope her into helping organize the magic.

However, this also raised a new question in both their minds:

What did Viktor want with those scales?

Although that's what they wondered, the significance of the scales far exceeded their practical function.

After all, it was the "Scales of the Goddess of Justice" that had been maintained since the founding of the Mage Council.

It was said to have been personally crafted by the Grand Mage.

Basically every mage who joined the council had the fortune to see these scales, but everyone considered them just a symbolic item representing morality.

No one paid them much attention.

After all, even if they bore the name of 'Goddess of Justice', they were still just a forgery.

And whether gods even existed in this world was still uncertain.

In any case, Viktor's behavior this time was somewhat malicious, but...

There are many ways to measure morality, not necessarily needing scales.

So it's fine if they're lost.

Mainly because he couldn't beat Viktor anyway.

"Ah, let's organize the bookshelves first."

Heim Horn sighed, suddenly remembering Viktor's teaching assistant Henie was still here.

Turning his head to look, he saw Henie standing quietly on a floating cloud platform in the distance.

The books drifting around seemed to be following her instructions, surrounding her.

Various wonderful spells flickered dimly around her, releasing dazzling light in layers.

Seeing this scene, Heim Horn was completely dumbfounded:

"???"

What was going on?

This was the first time the library had been blown up, so it was also his first time seeing such an unusual situation.

However, he didn't dwell on it much, even though these spells always appeared to be competing with each other, as if wanting Henie to learn them first.

Meanwhile, Henie was very focused, and took out the huge book she had been holding in her arms,

She placed it on the ground, then lay down on it.

While taking notes with a pen, she carefully compared the surrounding books.

She was muttering to herself:

"I see, so that's how it is."

"Mmhmm... I completely understand now."

Heim Horn: ?

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