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

Brilliant blue lightning tore through the dark clouds, striking the solid ground of the arena in an endless barrage.

The deafening thunder that followed was relentless, sending chills down the spines of the spectators as if they had been struck by lightning themselves.

The Storm Dragon King danced through the clouded sky with its 330-foot-long body, letting fierce lightning rage across its smooth scales. It swept past like a whirlwind, kicking up clouds of dust.

Those deep dragon eyes, like two blazing stars, locked firmly onto the proud man in the trench coat before it.

Behind Viktor, countless intricate formation arrays bloomed, their brilliant colors intertwining with the cold blue lightning to form a dazzling giant web. The incredible power seemed to completely envelop everything within the arena.

The nobles gazed at the massive dragon shadow emerging from the dark clouds, their hearts pounding like struck bells as waves of fear instantly overwhelmed their rationality.

"Is this... really a dragon...?"

"Such an enormous dragon... it's overwhelming..."

A noble stared at the Storm Dragon King hanging high above, his trembling finger following his clouded gaze toward the blue glow.

The other nobles wore identical expressions of shock and disbelief, their bodies rigid as if struck by unprecedented awe.

Clearly, few present recognized the Storm Dragon King. While many mages weren't part of the Mage Council, even those who entered Endymion rarely had the chance to encounter the Storm Dragon King in the Magic Valley.

For them, such a massive dragon was undoubtedly a terrifying existence that shattered their understanding.

What did Viktor intend by summoning such a horrifying creature to this arena?

Suddenly, the dragon reared its head and let out a roar, causing the surrounding lightning to grow even more chaotic with the rumbling sound. The lightning intensified, transforming into writhing thunder serpents dancing across the arena.

Massive cracks spread rapidly like a spider's web.

The Storm Dragon King swiftly lowered its head, its form suddenly twisting as its enormous tail, wrapped in high-frequency lightning, swept horizontally toward Viktor.

It sliced through the heavy air, carrying chaotic air currents in its swift strike.

Bang!

Watching the incoming attack, Viktor remained calm. His form began to flicker as numerous complex, oddly-colored formation arrays simultaneously vanished from their original position.

Boom!

The giant white-scaled tail slammed into one of the arena's massive pillars. The towering brown column shattered under the powerful impact, instantly crumbling into rocks and dust that crashed onto the wide ground below.

Dust clouds erupted everywhere under the endless dark clouds, completely engulfing the spectators in the stands.

"cough cough..."

"What terrifying power is this!?"

People waved their arms to clear the smoke, struggling to open their eyes as they watched the panting Storm Dragon King with blue lightning flowing across its body.

After completely destroying the pillar, countless lightning bolts quickly spread across the entire ground surface.

They noticed it - if Viktor were to land on the ground, he would be attacked by these terrifying electrical currents, possibly even being electrocuted to a crisp!

Several spectators couldn't help but cry out in shock. This dragon actually possessed such intelligence!?

The Dragon King gradually levitated into the air, lightning still dancing across the ground.

[Third-Tier Magic: Void Reversal]

A formation array glowing with purple light gradually emerged from space. As Viktor cast his spell, the array began to collapse.

The next moment, the dragon's already floating body began to convulse in an extremely bizarre manner, as if drawn by some force.

Its magical power and lightning were gradually stripped away, intertwining into streams that flowed toward several purple void portals.

After receiving sufficient magical power, those void portals began to rupture, causing the entire space to suddenly rotate.

A huge black endless vortex now fully appeared behind the Storm Dragon King, like the greedy maw of a demon, devouring everything within the dragon's body.

Feeling its internal power being continuously stripped away, the Storm Dragon King's form suddenly shuddered, with the surrounding lightning swallowing up the giant black hole like a guide.

The next second, the brown pillar that had been destroyed began to tremble in mid-air after the lightning flowing on the ground dissipated.

The dust returned, transforming into several reverse flows heading toward the base at one corner of the arena.

Debris rose, sand and dust flew.

Then, that towering pillar reappeared before everyone's eyes.

"This... this world... it actually restores itself!?"

Someone immediately noticed this fantastical aspect of the world, causing an immediate shock among the surrounding nobles.

A world that could restore itself - wasn't this naturally the perfect training ground!?

But the battle wasn't over; Viktor was still fighting.

The Storm Dragon King's massive horns suddenly charged toward Viktor's position.

The pillar collapsed with a boom, but Viktor's body transformed into white mist, easily avoiding the dragon's fierce attack.

He appeared in the center of the arena, looking up at the massive Storm Dragon King as he casually raised his hand.

The white formation array behind him began to rotate:

[Third-Tier Magic: Wind Blade Array]

The huge white magic formation covered the entire arena, as terrifying and swift air blades transformed into countless sharp cold lights, chaotically slashing across the dragon's body.

The dragon writhed in pain, its howls filling the heavens and earth.

Viktor watched the suffering Storm Dragon King with composure, his voice ringing out:

"Yes, this is the training ground you're all so interested in."

The nobles watched in shock as Viktor maintained his composure before the dragon, completely frozen in their seats.

Amazement, shock, disbelief...

Various expressions flooded across the nobles' faces.

Fighting one-on-one with a dragon?

You call this practice?

That dragon was massive enough to blot out the sky, enough to instill fear and destroy one's will to fight.

Who could possibly defeat it?

Viktor continued to nimbly cast spells, skillfully dodging the dragon's rain-like attacks.

The nobles watched Viktor's dancing form, elegantly wearing down the dragon's stamina, all feeling deeply shocked.

Even Principal Rachel felt respect for Viktor's relaxed fighting style.

He remembered Viktor's title - [The Judgment that Strips All Phenomena].

When the council was discussing Viktor's title, Rachel had even cast his precious vote for this name.

Because the magic Viktor mastered was terrifyingly heart-pounding, its power far exceeding what ordinary mages could access.

It was like a magical storm bombardment.

Because of this, Viktor's powerful magic often overshadowed his inherent elegance.

In battle with magical beasts, Viktor seemed to be enjoying an elaborate dance.

His brilliant magic and clever evasions perfectly restricted the dragon.

No mage had imagined that anyone could maintain such composure when facing such a terrifying opponent.

This intense battle lasted about an hour, with the audience completely immersed as if bound by magic.

In Viktor's sharp eyes, the Storm Dragon King's health had withered.

He nimbly avoided the fierce impact of a lightning sphere.

In an instant.

He stood before the Storm Dragon King's angry eyes.

Viktor kept his hands in his pockets as the magic array behind him lit up, gradually converging into a beam of light.

Then, shining like sunlight, it directly pierced through the dragon's already broken body.

With this strike, the dragon's body froze hard in mid-air, the fury and killing intent in its eyes instantly extinguished.

It fell heavily to the ground like a giant leaf.

The thunder gradually ceased, and the electric light between its scales slowly dispersed.

Only the blue fluorescence remained, swaying in the wind, merging with the dust.

The audience in the stands stared dumbfounded at the gradually disappearing dragon.

This... this wasn't right?

That huge dragon, just died like that?

Everyone present knew Viktor was strong, strong beyond comprehension.

But they had never expected the dragon before them would be so easily defeated by Viktor.

And it was worn down to death under countless basic magic spells.

That's right, from beginning to end, Viktor, as a Fourth-Tier Mage, hadn't used a single Fourth-Tier spell.

And that dragon, which appeared so terrifying in their eyes, had never touched Viktor even once from start to finish.

Everyone stood shocked in place. At this moment, Viktor's voice calmly rang out:

"Perhaps you think this looks simple."

He walked toward the noble mages with his hands in his pockets, his expression calm:

"But one mistake means complete failure."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dissipated Storm Dragon King was reconstructed by blue fluorescence, surging again under the gloomy storm clouds.

The strong limbs and lightning flowing between scales also fully reappeared.

Seeing the revived Storm Dragon King, the noble mages were so shocked their

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