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

Devin Reiser slowly opened his eyes.

After the darkness in front of him dissipated, he saw a gray sky.

Just like his current situation, without any light.

This was outside the academy.

"You're awake."

A voice sounded leisurely from behind, Devin carefully identified that it didn't belong to Viktor.

He suddenly woke up, shaking his body, trying to escape this desolate place.

But he found that his body was still restrained.

The sluggish body reaction also made him temporarily unable to feel the pain.

Devin looked down, his body was wrapped in an unknown liquid like black ink.

It was these solution-like things that had completely entangled him here.

"How does it feel to be restrained?"

Henie's voice sounded beside him, her expression neither happy nor sad.

Devin raised his head to look at her, his face full of shock.

"You... who are you!?"

Henie: "..."

She casually cast a magic array, water rose floating in the air, like a mirror reflecting her face.

Mysterious patterns like mud entangled from her neck, winding to her forehead, sparsely covered with exquisite runes.

Those patterns and runes swayed unstably as if they had life.

In this appearance, even Henie could barely recognize herself.

No wonder this disgusting fat pig couldn't recognize her.

"Heh, hehe."

"Professor Devin is really forgetful of important people, it's normal not to remember a nobody like me."

"Do you want to see more clearly?"

Henie completely took off her black ink hood, looking Devin in the eye, countless scenes flashed in her eyes, Professor Devin was stunned there, the memories in his brain suddenly became clear.

Burning books, malicious humiliation, the girl's cry that gradually became hoarse as she kept holding back.

And the ugly him leaves triumphantly.

"It's, it's you!? Viktor's damn teaching assistant!"

"You, Viktor, do you all want to torture me to death before you're satisfied?"

Henie didn't care about what Devin said, because his attitude had already made her believe that Professor Devin had been at odds with Viktor for a long time.

It can only be said that she thought of people too simply.

Now, Devin's life was in her hands.

She could take revenge at any time.

But Henie didn't feel as happy as if she had avenged a great grudge.

After all, she accomplished everything by borrowing power.

There was no resistance during the implementation of the plan, everything went surprisingly smoothly.

Controlling the entire academy, and forcibly restraining Devin Reiser in the academy.

It was like a story progressing smoothly.

This suddenly made Henie realize how fragile mages were.

Knights could still cope with crises relying on their strong physical functions, but once mages lost their magic,

They were useless.

There were so many third-tier mages in the academy, not one of them could stop her from sealing the academy.

However.

"I still have to thank you, Professor Devin, you made me understand that staying weak will only lead to continuous bullying."

Henie didn't move, both hands hidden under her robe, not reaching out.

But the black ink suddenly moved fiercely along her shadow, climbing onto Devin.

He was instantly scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

This thing gave him a very bad feeling.

"What, what on earth is this thing?"

Devin could only force a smile again, hurriedly saying:

"Miss Henie, perhaps we can reconcile."

"As long as you let me go..."

"No need to explain, Professor Devin."

Henie interrupted him, her fluorescent yellow eyes covered with an astonishing layer of black, even the eyeballs couldn't be seen, like an emotionless knife-wielder.

"After resolving the grudge between us, I will turn myself in."

The black tentacles instantly became extremely excited, not caring about violently hitting each other to the point of breaking, quickly recovering again, swaying towards Professor Devin in an overwhelming manner.

Devin widened his eyes, his heart almost jumping to his throat.

"My life is over!"

"Henie!"

The tentacles stopped in an instant, uniformly stopping in front of Devin, almost only a hair's breadth away.

Devin was breathing heavily, the feeling of death descending upon him made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

A familiar voice sounded, Henie couldn't help but turn to look.

Erica stood panting opposite her.

Her unfamiliar appearance startled Erica.

"You... how did you become like this?"

"This is a side effect of magic, don't worry about it."

Henie didn't care about her current appearance at all, even though she knew she must look very ugly now.

But Erica was a bit confused.

"Henie, you can use magic now?"

Henie didn't reply to her, turning her head away.

Seeing Devin Reiser tied up by countless black ink tentacles, Erica was instantly shocked.

"Devin Reiser!? Why is he here?"

"Wasn't Professor Viktor said to have tied him up?"

Hearing Erica mention Viktor's name, Henie was stunned, turning back in disbelief, slowly walking to Erica's side.

The patterns on her face slowly receded, the excited emotions even revealing her original true appearance.

"Erica, what did you say? Who tied up Devin?"

"Professor Viktor."

Henie stepped back a few steps, not daring to believe.

"The professor... the professor is still alive?"

Erica: "?"

This time it was Erica's turn to be stunned, she opened her mouth, asking confusedly:

"Who told you Viktor was dead?"

Her gaze involuntarily locked onto the trembling Professor Devin.

......

"I didn't expect such things to happen before and after..."

"Then you now..."

Erica looked at Henie's unfamiliar appearance, having a guess in her heart.

She knew that demons would take advantage when a person was most empty, attaching to people, constantly absorbing people's negative emotions as nourishment for their growth.

She suddenly understood what the 'dirty thing' Kevla mentioned was.

Erica slowly walked to Henie's side, patted her shoulder, saying gently:

"It's okay, Henie."

"Let's go find Professor Viktor, he must have a way to drive these things off your body!"

Henie stepped back, smiling bitterly and shaking her head.

"It's too late, Erica."

A smile returned to her face, seemingly having recovered her mood after knowing about Viktor's news.

But correspondingly, there was also more of a death wish on her face.

"I borrowed too much power, a barrier that can cover the entire academy, even a saint mage like the principal would need a lot of time to prepare."

"Do you think the demon will let me go?"

"It can't wait to swallow me into its stomach now."

Listening to Henie's narration, Erica's heart trembled.

"So, you knew early on that it was a demon that approached you, right?"

Henie nodded.

"After I take my revenge, I will turn myself in."

"Someone like me who no one cares about, dying in prison, won't affect anyone."

She smiled as if relieved, the surrounding tentacles once again swaying in an almost frenzied manner.

Devin Reiser was scared and trembling all over.

If he had known such consequences would occur, he wouldn't have dared to bully this little teaching assistant back then!

Now it was too late for regrets.

Erica was silent for a while, then looked fiercely at the immobilized Devin Reiser.

"How do you want to take revenge? Kill him?"

"I support you."

Henie looked at Erica puzzledly, chuckling:

"Erica, how could you think that way?"

"He burned ten years of accumulated knowledge, ruined my dream."

"Correspondingly, I will only make all his knowledge disappear."

"For a professor, shouldn't this be the most painful punishment?"

Erica: "..."

Devin Reiser: "..."

The tentacles also stopped, no one knew why.

Perhaps even the demon was rendered speechless by her words.

Erica fearlessly approached Henie again, grabbing her shoulders with both hands, saying solemnly:

"Devin Reiser publicly humiliated you, right?"

"Yes."

Henie nodded.

"He burned your life's work, made students deliberately harass you, play pranks on you, ruined your reputation, and finally drove you out of the academy!"

"That's correct."

Erica started shaking Henie's shoulders continuously.

"Wake up, Henie! You traded your life with a demon, and you only want to make this fat pig's knowledge disappear? That's enough?"

"If it's just that, you might as well directly beat him into an idiot!"

Devin: "..."

"You look obviously like a villain now! Since you're a villain, do your job properly!"

"Isn't it good to kill him?"

"But..."

Henie started to lower her head and think.

"To simply take away a person's life like this, how am I any different from a demon then?"

Devin frantically nodded his only movable pig head on the side, Erica grabbed the ink on the ground and smeared it on his face.

To her, Devin Reiser's face was more disgusting than these tentacles.

"Help!"

Erica held her head, sighing heavily, feeling depressed.

Henie's worldview was completely different from hers.

As a noble, and one of the most top-tier families, Erica had understood the dark side of society early on.

But Henie was different, she hadn't experienced the intrigues and deceptions among nobles.

Life and death were still a distant concept to her.

And casually defining others' life and death was equally impossible in Henie's eyes.

Perhaps she thought too simply, since she lost her job, she would make Devin Reiser lose all his knowledge, this way, he would receive an equal punishment.

Henie was still too naive!

Naive to the extreme!

"Forget it! If you don't kill, I'll kill for you!"

"After he's dead, come back with me to the professor's side, he must have a way to keep you alive!"

With that said, terrifying flames instantly condensed in Erica's hand.

[Second-tier Magic: Flame Bullet]!

Before Henie could reach out to stop her, that dense fireball flew towards Professor Devin's face.

Just as it was about to touch Devin,

Biubiubiu~!

Three silver flying blades suddenly shot out, dispersing the flames, blocking the magic, and falling to the ground with a clang.

Erica stood there stunned, looking at her dispersed magic, suddenly turning her head.

A beautiful woman with purple hair, smiling at the two of them.

Shaking a few silver flying knives in her hand, she waved at them.

"Two cute little girls."

"Do you want to tell my sister what game you're playing?"