Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1251

Chapter 1251: Sharp As Ever, But Not Sharp Enough Chapter 1251: Sharp As Ever, But Not Sharp Enough Villain Ch 1251.

Sharp As Ever, But Not Sharp Enough Elio raised an eyebrow, his expression calm but focused.

“He earned it.

Just like I did.

And you should be more concerned about our own performance.” “Relax,” Gil said with a laugh.

“I’m always ready.

Shadow Reaper, remember?

I practically live for events like this.” “Good,” Elio replied, scanning the bustling square.

“Because the stakes are higher this time.

We’re not just fighting for rep or loot.

If we pull this off, the entire server will be watching.” Across the city, near the blacksmith’s forge, Red_King was locked in a heated conversation with Mastercraft.

“Don’t forget to equip your new mount whistle, Red,” Mastercraft reminded him, adjusting his enormous hammer.

“The last thing we need is you fumbling in front of everyone.” Red_King rolled his eyes, his High Knight armor gleaming like polished steel.

“Relax.

I’ve got it covered.

Besides, aren’t you supposed to be making sure everyone’s gear is optimized?” “Oh, trust me,” Mastercraft said with a smug grin, “everyone in Celestial Vanguard is rocking top-tier gear tonight.

My investments are paying off.

If we don’t win, it won’t be because of our equipment.” Nearby, Father^Alex was fidgeting with his robes.

“Um, are you sure we need me up front?

I mean, I can heal just fine from the backline…” Red_King clapped him on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry, Alex.

Just stick to your role, and we’ll be fine.

You’re our secret weapon.” “S-Secret weapon?” Alex stammered, his face turning red.

“Yeah,” Mastercraft added, laughing.

“You’re the only one shy enough to make the enemies second-guess attacking you.” At the same time, over by the eastern gate, Arcana, the leader of Ironclad Legion, stood with his trusted right hand, Azura, who now sported her sleek Shadow Reaper gear.

“You think they’re ready?” Azura asked, her tone sharp as she twirled a dagger in her hand.

“They’ll be ready,” Arcana said, his voice steady and confident.

“I made sure of it.

We didn’t push to third-tier classes just to show up unprepared.” Azura nodded, her piercing gaze scanning the crowd.

“And the mounts?” Arcana smirked.

“We keep those under wraps until the war starts.

Let them think they have the upper hand.

When the time comes, we’ll show them what real power looks like.” Back in the main square, Justice.Bringer, the leader of Phoenix Reborn, rallied his guild with an inspiring speech.

“This is our time to shine!” he declared, his voice ringing out across the crowd.

“We’ve trained, we’ve grinded, and now we stand on the brink of glory.

Let’s show them what Phoenix Reborn is made of!” The crowd cheered, their spirits lifted by his words.

Meanwhile, Allen watched the chaos unfold from a quiet corner of the city in his assassin avatar.

“So, they’ve all got shiny new classes and mounts,” he muttered to himself, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“Good.

That’ll make crushing their hopes all the more satisfying.” He glanced at his party list, seeing his companions logging in one by one.

Vivian’s name popped up first, followed by Larissa, then Jane, Shea, Bella, and Alice.

The cursed crypt crew was ready to raise some hell.

“Alright, team,” Allen said into the voice chat.

“Tonight’s going to be chaos, but remember, we’re the villains here.

Let’s give them a show they’ll never forget.” “Ready when you are,” Vivian replied, her voice dripping with confidence.

Larissa chuckled.

“I’ve already got a hit list.

Let’s see if these so-called ‘heroes’ can keep up.” “Let’s make this war event one for the history books,” Jane added, her tone calm yet menacing.

Allen’s smirk deepened as he leaned against the ledge of a towering building overlooking the square.

His avatar was perched like a predator, but Allen’s eyes were fixed on the Order of Valiance’s crowd.

As if on cue, Elio paused mid-conversation with Gil, his brows furrowing slightly.

His gaze lifted, scanning the rooftops with a subtle sharpness that betrayed his instincts.

“Something wrong?” Gil asked, flipping one of his daggers in a lazy arc.

Elio hesitated for a beat before shaking his head.

“It’s nothing.

Just thought I felt something.” “Dude, we’re in Debaris.

Half the server is here,” Gil replied with a smirk.

“If you’re getting paranoid now, you’re in for a rough night.” Elio’s lips twitched into a faint smile, but his eyes lingered on the rooftops for a moment longer.

He didn’t see anything.

Still, a small part of him couldn’t shake the feeling that someone-or something-was watching.

Allen chuckled softly to himself, his voice low enough not to carry over the game’s ambient sounds.

‘Sharp as ever, Elio.

But not sharp enough.’ He was in stealth mode.

His attention was pulled away as a new group entered the square.

The Arcane Wardens, a rising guild that had been making waves recently, strutted in with an air of self-importance.

At the forefront was Sophia, her avatar dressed in ornate high priestess robes that practically screamed, ‘Look at me, I’m important.’ The deputy title above her name glinted as if mocking anyone who doubted her status.

Trailing behind her were her ever-loyal lackeys, Liam and Darren, who looked as miserable as ever.

Their avatars might have been decked out in decent gear, but their expressions-flat and unenthusiastic-told the real story.

And then there was INeedAHotGF, Sophia’s so-called “husband.” They walked hand in hand, matching rings gleaming, their fingers practically glued together.

“Oh, here we go,” Gil muttered as he noticed them approaching.

He straightened from his slouched position, his daggers vanishing into their sheaths.

“Guess who decided to make an appearance?” Elio sighed softly, his expression tightening as he turned to face the newcomers.

“Of course, it had to be her.” Sophia’s lips curled into a saccharine smile as she sauntered up to them, her heels clicking audibly on the cobblestones.

“Elio.

Gil,” she greeted, her voice dripping with false sweetness.

“Fancy seeing you here.” “Not really,” Gil shot back, his tone dry.

“Pretty sure this place is open to everyone.

Even people with inflated egos.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS UnholyGod Your gift is the motivation for my creation.

Give me more motivation!

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