"Why is Saint Lord spacing out?" Rasu asked in a low voice.
At this moment, the four members of The Dark Hand had transformed into humanoid lizards, their original faces still vaguely recognizable.
Although their appearance had declined, they had gained unprecedented power in return.
Valmont, in particular, felt his ambition surge.
"It seems the investment in Saint Lord was not in vain."
Valmont boldly said, "Saint Lord, now that you have regained your freedom, shouldn't the King Rooster's treasure be handed over to us?"
Roar!
The Dragon-Head Demon suddenly opened its mouth, its throat churning, and spewed out a scorching wave of flames.
Even with Valmont's enhanced demonic resistance in his humanoid lizard form, he couldn't fully withstand Saint Lord's searing flames. He felt a tearing, agonizing pain, his scalp prickling.
"Remember your place, Valmont."
"You are all my servants."
"Servants have no right to make demands of their master."
Shen Du's voice was low and enchanting as he declared, "Kneel before me, you lowly Suit Thugs."
Plop.
Everyone was forced to prostrate themselves.
"Saint Lord, spare us."
The four members of The Dark Hand all begged for mercy.
They further understood the situation at hand and no longer dared to defy the Saint Lord's power and will.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for completing a villainous action."
"Excellent leadership."
"Resistance to sealing attribute greatly increased!"
Nani?
Shen Du was puzzled upon hearing this.
Scaring Valmont was enough to complete the mission?
It seemed the Villain System's judgment wasn't as strict as he'd imagined.
"Resistance to sealing..."
Could it be… that I don't need to fear petrification magic anymore?
Shen Du's mind raced.
But the most pressing matter was to quickly consume the Azure Dragon Fruit and enhance his self-preservation.
Then, the Dragon-Head Demon spread its claws, and a peculiar fruit, covered in spiral patterns, instantly materialized in its palm.
He opened his mouth and bit into the fruit.
Suddenly, an indescribable, sour taste exploded on his tongue.
They say Devil Fruits taste exactly like... well, you know.
The rumors were true, it seemed!
BOOM!
There was no time to dwell on the flavor. Shen Du's muscles tensed instantly.
His heartbeat accelerated dramatically.
If one could observe at a microscopic level, they would witness cells and genetic material rapidly dividing, replicating, and mutating.
Shen Du could almost feel the qualitative shift within his bloodline factors.
Buzz!
A magical smoke suddenly enveloped Shen Du.
Then, the smoke dissipated.
A handsome and dashing figure, sculpted like marble, then made a dazzling entrance.
There wasn't a single difference in aura compared to a top-tier celebrity walking the red carpet.
He was even more charming and captivating.
Shen Du used Dragon Language Magic to restore his appearance from his previous life.
The character creation appearance he designed in the Chicken-Eating game.
After all, his demon form was too eye-catching, which was not conducive to collecting Talismans!
"Wow."
"Saint Lord after transforming, it's like he turned on a beauty filter."
Afu couldn't help but flatter.
Even Valmont felt a surge of jealousy.
Why did such a dazzling male exist?
"You can also restore your true appearance."
Shen Du smiled.
His personality was calm and cautious, and he had already decided to keep a low profile.
Until he could obtain more incredible items through the Villain System, and have the strength to defeat Ancient One, he would return to Shenzhou and restore his former rule!
The palace Saint Lord built was located on the outskirts of Gangcheng.
Just recite the incantation, and it will be summoned.
The key.
Gangcheng has a Mage Temple.
Therefore, without the strength to defeat the Ancient One, Shen Du would absolutely not set foot in Gangcheng.
Moreover, besides the Ancient One, S.H.I.E.L.D., with its 300,000 permanent agents, is also not to be underestimated.
Project: Gods, a superhero group dedicated to protecting the city.
A near mirror image of the Avengers and X-Men.
Even surpassing them.
Mysterious Kunlun.
The hereditary hero, Iron Fist.
...Without exception, all of these were existences that Saint Lord couldn't afford to provoke at the moment.
"Restore to their original forms?"
The Dark Hand quartet looked at each other.
Immediately, a sudden inspiration struck, and a blazing magical smoke spread out.
The energy from the fire demon rapidly retracted, and in an instant, it formed a dragon-shaped tattoo, branded onto the body.
Like a curse.
"Indeed, as expected of Saint Lord."
Chow spread his hands, clicking his tongue in admiration.
He was undoubtedly extremely appreciative of the cool dragon-shaped tattoo.
"Cheese."
Rasu raised his phone and snapped a photo of the dragon-shaped tattoo.
He uploaded it to Facebook.
Immediately, it alarmed a fan with a special identity.
The sumo wrestler who had renounced evil and embraced the light, Tohru.
"The dragon tattoo… it's practically identical to Saint Lord's."
The archaeologist stared at the screen, a curious expression on his face. "Tohru, you haven't unfollowed Rasu?"
"New update," the bald, shiny-headed Inspector Black chimed in.
The projection screen displayed a familiar-looking telephone booth.
It was the secret entrance to Section 13!
Immediately, a sense of foreboding welled up in everyone's hearts.
Could The Dark Hand have discovered the exact location of Section 13 and is about to launch an assault?
Buzz!
A piercing alarm suddenly blared.
Boom!
Blazing flames, like laser blasts, ripped through the reinforced concrete walls.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
Then, amidst the broken walls and rubble, Suit Thugs in emerald green suits, led by their core members, appeared before everyone.
"Valmont?!"
Inspector Black and the archaeologist Jackie Chan exchanged glances, their eyes reflecting mutual shock.
"Hand over the Talismans."
Valmont spoke with a magically distorted voice, threatening, "Or I'll roast you! Jackie Chan!"