Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1107

Chapter 1107: The Devil Emperor’s Future Or Past?

Chapter 1107: The Devil Emperor’s Future Or Past?

Villain Ch 1107.

The Devil Emperor’s Future Or Past?

The others turned to look at the figure on the throne, squinting through the dim light.

It was hard to tell at first-decay had long set in, and the once-grand armor had become nothing more than a rusty, tattered husk.

But the shape of it, the insignias barely visible beneath layers of grime, were unmistakable.

For those who had known Allen in the early days, before they were fully aware of who they truly were within the game, it sent a chill through them.

Larissa frowned, her eyes narrowing.

“What?

That can’t be right.

How could it be the same?” The others, too, shared confused glances.

Memories from their early days in Hell’s Gate stirred-back when they didn’t know one another, when everything was new, and they were confused with their roles.

But now, as they stared at the throne.

Vivian’s eyes widened slightly.

“It seems so…” She remembered that day clearly-it was in the Cursed Crypts.

Meeting Allen had been an unexpected moment.

The armor on the throne-it wasn’t just familiar.

It was identical to what Allen had worn back then, only more decayed, more ancient.

Jane nodded slowly, her usually playful demeanor now somber.

“Yes…

it’s the same armor.” She said it with a certainty that made everyone else stop.

“I remember it clearly.

When I first entered the game, I noticed everything-the details, the environment, even the clothes we wore.

Your armor stood out, Allen.

It was pristine, powerful… but now, it’s like a decayed version of it.” The girls exchanged uneasy glances.

Why was the armor here, in this strange room?

What was this place?

And why was it connected to Allen?

Did this have anything to do with the Devil Emperor’s backstory?

It could be.

But, the main question was… Why?

Why was the robe on another corpse?

Could it be… this was the Devil Emperor’s future?

Allen, however, wasn’t frozen by the same fear or confusion.

He stepped forward, slowly but deliberately, his gaze sweeping the room, his instincts on high alert.

His steps were cautious, but his curiosity drove him closer to the throne.

He wasn’t hypnotized or bewitched, though it might have seemed that way to the others.

No, what Allen felt was a deep need to understand.

This place-it had a connection to him, to his story, to the game.

And that throne, with its decaying occupant, was the key.

Vivian took a step forward, concern flickering across her face.

“Allen…

What are you doing?

You’re not usually this reckless.” Jane raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms.

“Yeah, we usually talk about this kind of thing.

You know, before someone goes charging in.

This isn’t like you.” But Allen didn’t answer.

His mind was focused, too wrapped up in the place.

Still… he was on high alert.

His gaze swept over the crumbling pillars, the corpses, the strange markings on the walls.

No traps.

No hidden enemies.

The only thing that stood out was the throne and the decayed figure slouched on it, as if it had been waiting for him.

Zoe spoke up in her usual calm, measured voice.

“This is strange… Allen usually doesn’t act like this.” Allen wasn’t usually impulsive, but this situation felt different.

There was something pulling him toward the throne, and whether it was instinct, or something deeper, none of them could deny that Allen had a connection to whatever was happening.

He moved closer to the throne, his boots crunching softly on the dusty stone floor.

The figure in the chair seemed larger the closer he got-its hollow eyes staring out from a face that was barely more than a skull.

The corpses littered at its feet.

They decided to follow him.

“What do you think it means?” Bella asked quietly, her eyes darting from the throne to the others.

She had always been quick to joke, quick to downplay the danger, but even she couldn’t hide the unease in her voice.

“Maybe it’s not a trap,” Alice said softly, though her voice was laced with doubt.

“Maybe it’s something else.

Some kind of marker, or…

a display.” Vivian’s lips pressed into a thin line, her usual playful spark replaced by seriousness.

“Even if it’s not a trap, this place gives me a really bad feeling,” she said quietly, her eyes darting around the room.

The others nodded in silent agreement.

They swept their gazes across the chamber.

What caught their attention next made them uneasy.

Among the scattered corpses, lying haphazardly across the stone floor, were seven figures that stood out.

Unlike the rest of the decaying bodies, these seven wore clothing that was, even in its tattered and rotten state, unmistakably more luxurious.

Allen, his brow furrowed in concentration, was the first to notice the pattern.

His gaze darted between the corpses, taking in the details of their attire.

‘Seven…’ he thought.

There were exactly seven of them.

His heart skipped a beat as a realization began to form in his mind.

Seven… the same number as the girls.

His subordinates, his companions.

Could it be a coincidence?

His instincts told him otherwise.

“There’s something off about those bodies,” Allen muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing as he stepped closer to the throne.

His senses were on high alert, scanning for any sign of danger, but the tension was unlike anything they had encountered before.

It wasn’t the lurking presence of monsters or the physical threat of traps.

It was something deeper, something more unsettling.

The girls followed Allen’s gaze, each of them slowly realizing the same connection.

Seven figures.

Seven corpses in tattered finery, as if they, too, had once held a position of power or importance.

And the thought that crossed all their minds was inescapable.

Could these bodies be somehow related to them?

Shea shifted uncomfortably.

“This is… weird.

Really weird.” Her voice, usually filled with bravado, was softer now, edged with nervousness.

“It’s too much of a coincidence.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS UnholyGod Your gift is the motivation for my creation.

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