Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Chapter 1699: Self-destruct

Villain Ch 1699. Self-destruct

The ground shook. Harder than before.

The girls all froze.

Zoe blinked up at the cracked ceiling. “…What now?”

Another chime echoed—this one sharp and urgent.

[WARNING: DUNGEON CORE DESTROYED.]

[Cathedral Collapse Protocol Engaged.]

[Evacuation Required. Time Remaining: 04:59]

“Seriously?!” Alice shouted. “Self-destruct?!”

Jane rolled her eyes and muttered, “Classic. Can’t even loot in peace.”

The walls groaned. Debris began to fall from the rafters in heavy chunks. One of the side altars exploded, flinging marble shards across the chamber. The chandeliers above rattled violently.

The stained glass behind the pulpit shattered completely, spilling jagged color onto the floor like spilled blood and confetti.

Allen’s body jolted as his aura flickered again. His wings retracted. His claws dulled. The glow on his skin vanished.

[Demonic Form Time Expired.]

His limbs instantly felt heavier.

“…Perfect timing,” he muttered, swiping blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.

He turned to the others. “C’mon. Move.”

“Where’s the exit?!” Vivian shouted over the noise as the chamber behind them began to collapse inward like a dying throat.

“I have no idea!” Bella called back. “I’m not a local. I’m a tourist!”

“You’re the one who said the map looked ’pretty,’” Larissa snapped.

Alice spun and threw a Void Sphere behind them to collapse a hallway and slow the rubble. “Less arguing, more escaping!”

The group dashed across the unstable floor as it split and shifted beneath them. Trap glyphs lit up again—more aggressive now.

But the girls were already in formation.

Zoe slammed a Hydro Lance into the ceiling to blast away debris falling toward them.

Shea flung her harp like a boomerang, slicing through chains mid-swing.

Jane summoned Corpse Explosion on a pile of old knight armor and used the blast to knock open a crumbling side corridor.

Vivian dragged Allen by the wrist. “You saved our asses. Now it’s our turn, pretty boy.”

He didn’t argue.

They ran—through flickering archways, across shattered pews, ducking holy fire and corrupted iron.

Every second, the timer ticked down.

03:22… 02:58… 02:39…

“Faster!” Bella yelled, blasting another trap with a bolt of lightning. “My tails’s not flameproof!”

“I can carry you,” Allen offered dryly, already sprinting ahead, sword gripped in one hand as the cathedral ceiling cracked above them.

“Oh yeah?” Bella smirked, flipping a ruined pew aside with a burst of wind. “Then take me in bridal style, Emperor. Sweep me off my paws.”

Allen didn’t slow. But his mouth twitched.

“Tempting. But I’m pretty sure you’d start dry-humping my arm halfway through.”

Bella cackled. “No promises!”

“Focus!” Larissa growled, blood-whips lashing back at a crumbling wall behind them. “Unless you two want to get married under a falling archway!”

“Aw,” Bella pouted. “Romantic!”

“Shut up and run!” Jane yelled, summoning a barrier just in time to block a row of collapsing spears.

And they did. With flirtation, fury, and fire snapping at their heels.

But the dungeon wasn’t done yet.

As they sprinted through the melting corridor of glass and cracked scripture, a terrible groan echoed behind them—deep, guttural, like the dungeon itself was retching.

Then they heard it.

Skittering.

Clattering.

The sound of metal limbs scraping down the stone. Bones clicking. Rotten gears whining.

And then the swarm arrived.

Dozens—no, hundreds—of corrupted mobs surged through the debris. Cursed paladins with glowing eyes and shattered armor. Glass knights half-melted into their shields. Angel-shaped abominations twisted into spider forms. Some still had ribbons from their wedding ceremonies. Others had melted veils tangled around their faces like bandages.

All of them charged with one singular purpose.

To die with the dungeon. Or take intruders with them.

“Of course,” Allen muttered. “It’s never just collapsing. Now they want a funeral parade.”

“Guess we’re the guests of honor!” Zoe growled, launching a Tsunami that crashed through the first wave of mobs. Shattered armor and twisted limbs flew in all directions.

“They’re trying to trap us inside!” Alice yelled, firing off a Void Sphere that sucked in a cluster of corrupted saints mid-charge. “We can’t stop moving!”

“Then don’t,” Allen snapped. His voice was sharp, commanding. “Kill and run. AoE everything. Don’t slow down.”

“Say less!” Shea shouted, wings flashing. Her Tornado Dive sliced through a squad of grotesque choir girls with scissor hands, wind blades leaving blood ribbons in the air.

-Boom!

-Crack!

-Screams!

They kept moving—never stopping.

The cathedral twisted around them like a living organism. The ceiling buckled and groaned. Statues wept molten wax from their eyes. The very floor bled as they ran, and from the cracks emerged more mobs—hands reaching, blades drawn, chants echoing.

Allen led the charge.

He raised his hand mid-sprint.

“Demonic Orbs.”

A ring of black fire ignited around him. The orbs shot out like missiles, slamming into the frontlines of the advancing mob. Explosions lit the hall behind them, shaking the rafters.

Jane laughed—low and pleased—and unleashed Corpse Explosion, detonating the reanimated remains of the mobs they’d just cut down. A chain reaction burst through the pack, tearing apart a dozen more.

Vivian cracked her whip into the ground, casting Call of Desire—a group of demonic succubi manifested briefly and tore into the enemy before vanishing with winks and bloodstained smiles.

“I’ll cover rear!” Vivian shouted. “Buy me three seconds—just three!”

Larissa didn’t hesitate.

She turned mid-run, eyes glowing crimson. She flung both hands out.

“Blood Siphon.”

All the blood on the ground lifted—screamed—and became jagged spears that tore through the mob like shrapnel from a divine bomb.

Vivian whistled. “I think I’m in love.”

“You’re always in love!” Larissa snapped, flicking more blood at another wave trying to flank them.

Zoe grabbed a fallen statue and hurled it into the hallway. “Then focus that love into violence!”

Bella leapt beside Allen, twin flames glowing in her palms. “Left corridor!”

He nodded.

Bella slammed her hands together. “Ice Storm!”

A hail of jagged frost exploded from her, covering the entire side hall in a whiteout burst. Cracking, freezing, impaling. Limbs shattered, screams cut off mid-prayer.

And Allen?

Allen didn’t stop moving.

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