The Villain Saint is my secondary account

The tomato sauce drizzled over the meat looked inexplicably bright red, swirling and viscous in the plate.

He chewed the chunks of meat, the resilient muscle fibers rubbing against his teeth, releasing an indescribable aroma onto his tongue.

What was supposed to be a delicious meal turned into a sudden sensation as a hard object pressed against his mouth.

Chen Yao twitched in pain, then put his hand in his mouth and pulled the hard object out.

As he took it out, he also felt something thread-like being pulled, sliding through his tongue and between his teeth.

What the hell?

Then, with the light from the chandelier and fireplace reflecting off each other, Chen Yao finally saw that he was holding a small, hard, grayish-white object with some hair wrapped around it in his fingers.

It is square in shape with some rounded edges, and there are some yellow spots in the irregular groove in the middle.

This is a... tooth.

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Tree Nightmare

The moment Chen Yao realized what it was, an overwhelming feeling of nausea surged into his heart.

His stomach began to churn, as if something was about to burst out of his throat.

At first he was able to suppress the impulse, but the next moment his eyes fell on something that surprised him even more.

The spacious dining table was now piled high with plates, and unidentifiable raw meat was swarming among greenbottle flies. Blood-like liquid dripped slowly down the edge of the table.

When... have so many dishes been served?

Chen Yao stared in horror at the table of "delicacies," then suddenly felt a strange swelling in his abdomen. Looking down, he saw his bulging belly stretching his clothes.

Looking at his hand again, he saw that he was still clutching a piece of bloody, rotten flesh.

I...ate!? I actually ate so much??

"Uh... ugh..."

Chen Yao finally couldn't hold back any longer. He bent down, his face contorted, and vomited up everything that had risen to his throat.

A dozen or so teeth, engulfed in a thick, yellowish-white liquid, were vomited out of his mouth and landed on the floor with a crackling sound.

Watching his yellowed teeth roll around in the stomach acid sloshing on the floor, he couldn't help but gag, clutching his neck, even though he felt like his stomach was going to come out.

Disgusting……

So disgusting, so disgusting, so disgusting...!!!

Chen Yao opened his mouth as wide as possible, and then tried to force his huge hand into his mouth to pry out the feeling of obstruction stuck in his throat.

Regardless of what he ate, at that moment he just wanted to vomit up his internal organs.

"Brother Chen!?"

"Brother Chen, are you alright?!"

It wasn't until the mage girl's voice called out to him that Chen Yao's rationality, which had been on the verge of collapse, barely returned to a semblance of clarity.

"Jing...Han..." Chen Yao sobbed as he called out the mage girl's name, took the water glass handed to him by the hand, and hurriedly drank it down.

But instead of sweet, clear water, a bitter, foul stench instantly filled his mouth.

The slight improvement in his mental state completely collapsed in that instant, and something seemed to rush up from his stomach to his throat.

"Wow..." His mouth was wide open, and black sludge mixed with scarlet blood gushed from his throat, splashing onto the floor under the corner of the table.

The dim yellow light cast shadows under the table, and the flickering figures began to dance and intertwine wildly, like branches swaying and entwining.

The clinking of glasses and laughter around them became clear and jarring, as if no one in the tavern had witnessed this bizarre scene and was still chatting away peacefully.

"Brother Chen!"

"Brother Chen!!"

The young mage's call still echoed in my ears, her voice so clear, as if it were right before my eyes.

It's not just right in front of me... it's more like... right under my nose.

Chen Yao's lips twitched, and his gaze trembled as he moved towards his hands.

He finally saw clearly that he was holding a human face that he had chewed off most of. The deep eye sockets had broken eyeballs hanging from them, and the shattered skin was mixed with messy black hair, making it almost unrecognizable.

But the thin lips on the broken skin of the face could still form an arc that resembled a smile, the upper and lower lips opening and closing like the wings of a withered butterfly, emitting a clear, girlish voice:

"Brother Chen, are you alright?"

"Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!" Chen Yao screamed as he threw away the laughing face in his hand and tried to escape the dining table like a madman, scrambling to get away with it, ignoring the fact that his forehead was bleeding from hitting the corner of the table.

But the hard floor turned into a quagmire at this moment, and when limbs were placed on it, they sank deep into it.

It was as if countless hands were hidden below, grabbing Chen Yao's wrists and ankles, trying to drag his body into the rippling floor.

The hard mahogany floor, which should have been solid, now felt like water flooding his nostrils, and his chest felt like it was being squeezed by hard rocks, with the last bit of air inside being forced out of his seven orifices.

As Chen Yao watched the chandelier on the ceiling grow ever more distant, his consciousness began to fade. Just then, a loud crash of shattering glass echoed throughout the hall.

A flaming arrow shot straight behind Chen Yao with a whistling sound, and a wave of heat, carrying intense heat, erupted behind him.

The burning sensation on his back refocused Chen Yao's shaky eyes, and he subconsciously swung his limbs, feeling the restraints binding his body.

With that movement, he instantly fell to the ground, and the scene before him was no longer the lively and cheerful tavern, but a dark and dilapidated ruin.

Countless tree trunks sprouted from the cracks in the floor like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, waving their withered branches and lunging at him.

Chen Yao looked up and saw a young female archer in a blue dress in front of him draw her bowstring and fire another fire arrow, which pierced through the withered branches that were gradually blocking a doorway in front of him.

He turned around and saw that a huge, withered tree, large enough for several people to hug, had grown behind him at some point.

Above it, in a dark, hollow space, a fire was burning all around, and a dense ring of branches wriggled, trying to extinguish the flames that were almost completely extinguished.

Next to the tree hollow were two companions whose bodies were half-sucked into the thick bark, sharp, withered branches piercing their chests and skulls, like a shattered portrait.

I was just... tied up and put into that tree hole??

"Brother Chen! Run!!!"

The archer girl shouted again, finally making Chen Yao, who was still in shock, fully realize the situation.

He hurriedly drew his longsword and rushed forward, cleaving through the withered branches that seemed to be swimming at him like snakes, trying to rush up and rescue his two companions who were trapped in the big tree.

"It's too late, Brother Chen! They're already dead!!!" The archer girl quickly grabbed Chen Yao and shouted out the fact that Chen Yao had no choice but to accept.

Chen Yao stared wide-eyed as the bodies of his two companions were torn to pieces by the shaking branches. With red eyes and gritted teeth, he pulled the archer girl back and rushed out of the ruins.

The flames seemed to have a unique effect on these strange branches. Even though countless withered branches tried to wrap around and block the doorway layer by layer, the archer girl was able to forcefully break through with a few fire arrows.

The two disheveled individuals stumbled out of the ruins of a tavern where countless unidentified branches were growing and swaying. A crow flapped its wings and landed in front of them, letting out a piercing, eerie cry.

"Follow it!" the archer girl immediately told Chen Yao, and they ran wildly along the increasingly dilapidated street following the crow that took flight.

Centered on this ruin, it's as if an invisible black hole of time is gradually expanding. The covered buildings are becoming old and cracked, and strangely shaped towering trees are breaking through the eaves, forming a rapidly growing forest.

Chapter Forty-Eight: Divine Descent

The black-winged crow flapped its wings, leading the remaining members of the player team, Chen Yao, the leader, and the archer Xiao Lian, in a desperate escape.

The arched wooden sign at the entrance of the town was already in sight, and you could even see the oil lamps on the street illuminating the crooked words "Welcome back to Grey Gold Town".

Outside the wooden sign, the shadows of trees swayed in the darkness, yet at this moment they felt safer than on the brightly lit streets.

But that's only what they think.

Just as it passed the wooden sign, a horizontal tree branch suddenly shot out from the side, instantly piercing the crow that was flying overhead.

Bloodstained feathers drifted down, but Chen Yao's steps were already too slow to stop.

Beyond the entrance was not the forest I had imagined; the moment I crossed the boundary, the swaying shadows of the trees merged and transformed into buildings without lights.

Outside the town, there is still another town; the entrance seems to lead to just another street.

"Brother Chen."

A soft, familiar voice called out from behind.

Chen Yao subconsciously turned around and saw a girl in a dark green dress holding a mage's staff, standing not far from the street calling his name.

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over him. He had just raised his hand in surprise when, before he could even utter "Jinghan," an arrow flew through the air and precisely pierced the mage girl's head.

Archer Xiaolian decisively fired an arrow that pierced Chen Yao's head. The spurt of blood stimulated Chen Yao, bringing him back to some clarity from his daze.

"So cruel to your own companions..." But the mage girl with the arrow still stuck in her head seemed unaffected, her head, which had been tilted by the arrow, slowly returning to its original position with a cracking sound.

"Who exactly are you?" Chen Yao looked at the strange figure, swallowed hard, and gripped his knight's sword to protect Xiao Lian behind him.

But the "mage girl" only let out a strange giggle, and suddenly sank into the ground like melting mud.

Just then, a strange, piercing shriek suddenly rang out.

"Woo——"

With this shriek, Chen Yao and Xiao Lian noticed that countless bloodshot eyes had appeared in the doorways and windows of the houses on both sides of the street.

The next second, countless figures surged out like a tidal wave.

They wore tattered clothes, their cracked skin covered with dense, dark tentacles, and their blood-red eyes pounced on the two unprotected people in the middle of the road like wild beasts unleashed.

Chen Yao immediately gripped the sword hilt with both hands and plunged it into the ground.

Orange-yellow earth elemental magic poured into the earth, and a corner of the cliff suddenly rose from the ground, sending a group of figures waving their limbs flying. It also temporarily broke open a path diagonally to one side of the building amidst the surging horde of corpses.

The two immediately ran along the only road and rushed into a house through a window.

As soon as he entered the room, Chen Yao immediately manipulated earth elemental magic to condense a thick earthen wall to block the doors and windows around the room.

They couldn't find a way out, and the only thing they could do was to use earthen walls to delay the time it would take for the zombie horde to overwhelm them.

The incessant scratching and screaming outside the wall reminded them that they didn't have much time left.

"Brother Chen, what should we do..."

Xiao Lian looked at their captain with a cold sweat, but as a rotting arm suddenly pierced through a crack in the earthen wall, the cold moonlight shone on Chen Yao's face, and she realized that half of her captain's face had spiderweb-like cracks.

Fine tentacles wriggled and grew out from those cracks, causing Chen Yao's expression to contort in pain.

His throat was hoarse and he could no longer speak, but with his last bit of strength he plunged the sword into the ground. A large hand formed from earth element rose from the ground, its five fingers closing to completely envelop Xiao Lian's petite body and disappear into the ground.

Xiao Lian didn't even have time to say goodbye to her captain before she sobbed and sank into the ground. Her last sight was of the fragile earthen wall being breached by countless figures, and Chen Yao, dressed in blue, being completely submerged.

Earth element enveloped the archer girl, making her move swiftly underground like amber.

Having been pinned to the floor, Chen Yao, feeling his body being devoured and torn apart, didn't know how far he could send Xiao Lian with his last bit of mental strength.

But this was his last effort, because a moment of carelessness had ruined the entire squad, and he didn't even have time to apologize to his teammates.

On his deathbed, he vaguely saw a small dark figure rushing towards him through the crisscrossing crowd.

But he couldn't think too much about it, and only left his last words in his heart.

I'm sorry, Sister Xia...

It seems I'm not qualified to be a captain.

In utter despair, he closed his eyes, and through the last sliver of vision, he finally saw what was near his face—a rat.

...Hmm!?

Before Chen Yao could react, he realized that the rat had forced its way into his mouth.

Why must one suffer such torment before death?

The substance squeezed its way from Chen Yao's throat into his stomach. In a daze, he saw the bright moon in the night sky outside the window seem to be shrouded in blood.

The pain from his frantically torn body had subsided, and among the intertwined figures gnawing at him, a girl dressed in white had appeared out of nowhere.

The girl's silver hair cascaded down to her waist, and her red eyes gazed quietly at Chen Yao as she slowly extended her slender, fair hand to him.

The frenzied figures around them seemed completely oblivious to the silver-haired girl's presence, still preoccupied with tearing apart Chen Yao's body.

As Chen Yao gazed at that holy figure, he subconsciously raised his hand slightly.

Then, to his astonishment, he saw a semi-transparent phantom appear on his mangled arm, which had been almost completely devoured, and it touched the other person's fingertips.

The white light spread along his fingertips, transforming into a tiny star that fell into Chen Yao's already damaged chest cavity.

Ye Xiao once saw Marilyn, who was temporarily possessed by the Moon Goddess, in Liangqiu Village. In reality, she used the divine power "Renata's Web" to connect her magic with believers in order to achieve divine descent.