Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1286

Chapter 1286: The Villain Everyone Loves to Hate Chapter 1286: The Villain Everyone Loves to Hate Villain Ch 1286.

The Villain Everyone Loves to Hate The day ended like that, the group slowly dispersing from the tavern after one too many drinks and rounds of laughter.

Allen logged out of the game.

Stretching in his chair, he let out a quiet sigh, the familiar hum of his VR system powering down filling the room.

The world around him shifted to the dim, quiet comfort of his room.

For a moment, he sat there, staring at the blinking notifications on his desktop beside him.

Most were the usual pings: emails, updates, reminders.

But something nagged at him.

Curiosity, maybe.

Or just the leftover energy from the event.

“Alright, let’s see what the forums are saying,” he muttered to himself, opening his browser and navigating to the Hell’s Gate community boards.

As expected, the forums were lit.

Threads upon threads of discussions filled the screen, some celebrating, others ranting, and a few just diving into memes and banter.

[Thread: Orc Fields Victory – Best Event EVER?] Shield_Maestro: That last-minute coordination?

Absolute fire.

Props to everyone who held the line.

Arcane_Surge: Orc Fields MVP was totally SteelTitan.

That guy tanked like a god.

Swift_Blade: And don’t forget the DPS squad.

Sunburst practically carried that AoE spam in the final push.

Divine_Grace: Nah, it was the healers.

RadiantLeaf was insane-kept the tanks alive when they should’ve been toast.

SteelTitan: Let’s not forget the whole team.

Everyone came through.

Orc Fields wouldn’t have stood without all of us.

[Thread: Underwater Dungeon Highlights – We Did It!] Shadow_Veil: I thought we were wiped for sure, but damn, that clutch heal from AquaSpirit!

Light_Bringer: Seriously!

That buffs chain was legendary.

I don’t know how she kept everyone up.

Water_Lance: And let’s talk about that moment Stormcaller hit all those sea wraiths with one ultimate.

Like, 10 mobs gone in a second.

AquaSpirit: Honestly, you guys made it easy.

I just kept spamming heals while the rest of you wrecked everything.

Stormcaller: Nah, you saved my butt at least three times.

MVP for sure.

IronFist: Gotta give it to the team-no way we’d have survived those last waves without everyone stepping up.

Allen smiled faintly.

The victories were well-deserved, and the players seemed genuinely pumped.

But as he scrolled further, the tone shifted.

[Thread: Debaris Event – We Lost, But WOW…] ShadowHawk: Okay, so we didn’t win, but can we talk about how insane Mac was?

That guy almost hit the Emperor!

BattleForge: Not just Mac, Father^Alex kept the core alive for two hours.

TWO.

HOURS.

Arcane_Swipe: The Devil Emperor is still OP.

Like, nerf when?

Holy_Phoenix: Nerf?!

Nah, he’s perfect as he is.

The challenge makes it worth it.

PaladinMac: Thanks, everyone.

But honestly, it wasn’t enough.

He was always one step ahead.

Alex_TheHealer: You all made it possible to hold the core that long.

We did it together.

Next time, we’ll push even further.

‘Almost hit the Emperor,’ Allen mused, shaking his head.

The players’ excitement was palpable, their determination unshaken despite the loss.

He was about to continue browsing, but his phone buzzed, the screen lighting up with a text.

It was from Kafra.

Kafra: Congratulations on the event’s success.

Allen frowned, his brows furrowing as he stared at the message.

Kafra wasn’t the type to text him casually, especially not about events.

Her messages were usually about logistical things: reports, updates, or emergencies.

This felt… unusual.

He typed a quick response.

Allen: This is unusual.

What’s the occasion?

A moment later, her reply came through.

Kafra: The devs are thrilled.

We’ve been getting a ton of montages from players highlighting the last events, especially Debaris.

The desperation, the coordination, the determination-you really brought out the best in them.

Allen blinked at his screen.

‘I brought out the best in them?’ That wasn’t exactly the feedback he was expecting after orchestrating a devastating loss.

Another text followed quickly.

Kafra: The footage is incredible.

Some devs were even watching live, and they’re confident this will pump up player morale when the montage is officially released.

He leaned back in his chair, letting the words sink in.

Allen: I see.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment before he continued.

Allen: I thought the point was to challenge them, not boost morale.

Kafra’s reply was instant.

Kafra: That’s exactly it.

The challenge is what boosts morale.

They didn’t win, but they felt like they could have.

That’s the sweet spot.

The players are already rallying around their small victories, planning strategies, sharing highlights.

This is exactly what we needed to energize the community.

Allen stared at the text, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.

He hadn’t thought of it that way.

From his perspective, the event had been a test-a way to gauge the players’ resolve and adaptability.

He hadn’t expected it to turn into such a morale booster.

Allen: Glad it worked out, then.

Kafra: It more than worked out.

They’re calling this one of the best events in recent memory.

And let’s be honest, Allen-you’ve got a knack for this.

He raised an eyebrow, a soft chuckle escaping him.

Allen: For what?

Kafra: For being the villain everyone loves to hate.

That made him pause.

The Devil Emperor wasn’t just a role he played-it was a carefully crafted character, one he’d designed to push the players to their limits.

And yet, hearing it framed like that felt oddly… satisfying.

Allen: Good to know.

Kafra sent back a thumbs-up emoji, and with that, the conversation ended.

Allen set his phone down, his gaze drifting back to the forums.

The threads were still buzzing with energy, players dissecting every moment of the event.

He scrolled through the comments, a faint sense of pride mingling with his usual detachment.

But amidst the chaos, one thought lingered in the back of his mind.

‘They don’t know who I am…’ It wasn’t guilt-he’d long since accepted the duality of his role.

But there was something fascinating about how the players viewed him: as an unstoppable force in-game, yet just another face in their community outside of it.

He smirked to himself.

“Let’s keep it that way.” The forums buzzed on, and Allen, satisfied, leaned back in his chair.

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