[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-became-the-patron-of-villains":3,"chapter-became-the-patron-of-villains-became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-331":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Became the Patron of Villains",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},759771,1006,"Chapter 331 : In the Name of Sloth (4)","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-331",331,"\u003Cp>-!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monstrous scream that transformed fear into reverence echoed out, and the massive lumps of flesh as big as a mountain were crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>--!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It raised its remaining hand in an attempt to attack Basiliora no matter what.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twisted bones sprouted from the giant hand, forming grotesque spikes, and slammed down toward Basiliora’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crash—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hand was effortlessly blocked by the black thorn protruding from Basiliora’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crackkkkk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, it was completely crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It screamed, a cry that was both a threat to all and yet a roar that brought hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That creature collapsed onto the black territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black threads that sprouted from the ground kept pulling up the flesh, trying to restore its body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squish—crackkk~!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, once again, a mountain of flesh began to form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Has it started?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon checked what was happening on the ground and let out a soft sigh, realizing his attack had worked against the Sin of Sloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the original work, the Sin of Sloth could be divided into four phases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phase 1 involved endlessly expanding the black territory without receiving any attacks, forcing those inside to kill each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this phase wasn't quickly contained, it became impossible to stop the Sin of Sloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on the world map of Psychedelia, if the black territory spread over 30 tiles, it was an automatic game over regardless of anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was because, in the game, there was no magic with a range longer than 31 tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, there was no magic beyond 20 tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was essentially no way to stop the Sin of Sloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite all this, the game-over standard was set at 31 tiles because of divine power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The calculation was complicated, but if covered by Sironia’s divine power, you could ignore the effects of the black territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, that only worked for up to 20 of those 31 tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that, you would begin to receive debuffs one by one and eventually become like everyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, that would have been the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘……. I really should thank Heinkel.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without her, he wouldn’t have even thought about stopping the sin properly, and the world would have faced destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was still too early to relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had only just passed the first page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“....”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon lowered his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were lumps of flesh forming around Basiliora.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Six—no, seven?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number of flesh lumps increased based on the territory tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 30 tiles, four were summoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘As expected, this territory is far larger than what could be experienced in the game.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the number of flesh lumps, he thought that, but still did not feel a strong sense of crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven massive lumps charged at Basiliora from the ground all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were so enormous that their size could be felt even from the sky, surrounding Basiliora in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is insane—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shouldn’t we do something, Celaime?! This isn’t what we discussed in the plan! There are seven of them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swearing mixed with panic escaped the soldiers’ mouths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A desperate shout burst from Parkline’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was understandable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each lump was massive enough to crush Basiliora on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“....”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Celaime swallowed hard and gathered mana as if he had no choice but to cast a spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the black lumps fully encased Basiliora and the grotesque, bony hands all rose high into the air, ready to slam down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon calmly formed a hand sign as if he had been waiting for this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spirit Tree (Wood).”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Celaime and Parkline saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sprouting from Basiliora’s entire body—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark-colored trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trees tore apart the lumps encasing Basiliora without making a single sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trees, covered in blackish-red blood and green stains, engulfed the black territory and the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They even hoisted the black lumps like massive fruit and shot upward toward the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drago...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soldier murmured as he watched the black trees spread like wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone, speechless, stared blankly at Basiliora’s figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The countless trees attached to its giant body made Basiliora look even more immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A natural fear, or perhaps awe, soaked into everyone’s hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, with Basiliora’s monstrous roar, the disintegrated lumps of flesh fell toward the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike when they devoured everyone’s fear as they formed, they now fell pathetically and shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Limbs were torn off, and the grotesquely protruding bones snapped helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This ends Phase 2.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After confirming the situation on the ground, Alon turned to the upcoming Phase 3—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No, it’s already begun.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—He looked at the rapidly starting Phase 3.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his vision enhanced by mana, he observed a group scattering dangerous magical power approaching the Ashtalon royal castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon quickly identified them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Three of the seven strongest. Dragon Lance, Millennium Ice, and Hidden Swordsman, huh.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phase 3 of the Sin of Sloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It controlled those who died inside the black territory but had a certain level of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More precisely, it was closer to \"manipulating\" rather than \"controlling,\" which led to a lot of discussion among players during this part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The individuals controlled were chosen randomly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that random encounter included those in a \"strong\" position, like master knights, things became very complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those being controlled became anywhere from 50% to even 100% stronger than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as if to prove that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three strong figures approaching from afar were so powerful that their dark energy felt visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Millennium Ice froze everything nearby while wielding a massive weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next to him, Dragon Lance held a spear that radiated a dangerously fierce aura, befitting his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And finally, Hidden Swordsman—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack— Craaackkkk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was casually slicing through the surrounding terrain as he slowly advanced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A completely meaningless action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, he exuded such overwhelming mana that he could afford to act so carelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon only had a moment to confirm this scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re coming, as expected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon also noticed the things beginning to swarm around the three strong ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beings so far gone they could hardly be called the dead, following behind the three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soldiers, knights, monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who had once lived, or at least still retained some form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were now approaching Alon, who was preparing to cast another spell toward the Sin of Sloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, at some point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon Lance raised his giant spear high above his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwooooom—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mana exploded out violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he didn’t care what happened to his own body, Dragon Lance took a throwing stance, gathering suffocatingly dense mana in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The obvious target was Alon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he wasn’t the only one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hidden Swordsman and Millennium Ice, who had simply been walking forward while releasing mana, also started moving toward Alon’s treasure ship, freezing the air to create steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strong ones, strengthened by the power of sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those whose forms were even slightly intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all charging at Alon at once to eliminate him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sound like twisted steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon Lance, contorted to his very limits, entered Alon’s vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without enhancing his vision, Alon could clearly see the spear devouring and swirling with black mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For that spear, distance meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it left his hand, it was certain to reach the treasure ship in an instant—it didn’t even require a second thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Alon remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had predicted all of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-!!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spear in Dragon Lance’s hand made a chilling noise as it tore through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutting through air and sound, the spear surged forward as if it would pierce a god in the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s gaze locked onto the spear as it kept accelerating, breaking through the steep air barrier again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the spear shot toward the treasure ship, a golden lightning bolt surged up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was Seolrang, cloaked in golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grinned—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a chilling smile, she took the spear flying toward the treasure ship and shot it straight back at Dragon Lance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwaaaaaaa~!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spear slammed into Dragon Lance, and the ground exploded as if struck by a missile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, from within the dust, Millennium Ice, who had just been creating steps in the air, flew up and rushed at Seolrang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Craaaack~!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Millennium Ice’s weapon also failed to reach Seolrang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s been a while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a refreshing smile, Eliban easily blocked Millennium Ice’s attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Millennium Ice, expression unreadable, immediately tried to swing a kick at the obstacle in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he had foreseen it, Eliban swung his sword downward, forcing Millennium Ice to crash rapidly back to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hidden Swordsman, who had been poised to draw his sword within the dust, finally tried to—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[-]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t draw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hidden swordsman stared at the massive sword now embedded where he had been standing just moments ago, then looked up at the sky again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that once-clear blue sky that had held nothing but a single ship, along the long circuit-like mana—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack—! Craaackkk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks began to spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So many cracks they seemed to devour the entire sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, weapons emerged en masse from those cracks, and then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Foolish—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice fell down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You worthless shells,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With countless weapons behind him, standing within the cracks,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t even think you can reach Brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radan’s voice looked down upon the ground with cold dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>",1557,"2026-06-02T12:43:45.412Z",1,"novelbin.me","1cb01563faacdee8f14deebe65c113c29c9bd6ab4c2216a12eafff1ca2d43b0e","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-332","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-330",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecame-the-patron-of-villains-cover.jpg"]