Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist



As the Third Prince, Wang Chen, led his forces to the central region, he couldn't shake off the sense of urgency.

He arrived just slightly later than Wang Ying, Wang Hao, Wang Jian's factions, and Stella's Beast Forces, who were already engaged in a fierce battle against the relentless demon horde.

Wang Chen couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret, realizing that his faction might have arrived too late to claim credit for the impending victory.

As he watched the ongoing chaos, a bead of sweat trickled down Wang Chen's brow when he witnessed the epic clash between his elder brother, Wang Hao, and the formidable Tristan.

The sheer magnitude of the power disparity between them sent shivers down his spine.

It was a humbling revelation, leaving Wang Chen and his faction questioning their choices.

They couldn't help but wonder if they had aligned themselves with the wrong faction, for the overwhelming and domineering might displayed by Wang Hao was beyond anything they had anticipated.

The realization dawned upon them that Wang Hao possessed the strength to effortlessly defeat their entire faction, unless confronted by an opponent of equal calibre.

They all knew, deep down, that even their esteemed leader, Wang Chen, a peak Lord Realm expert, would pale in comparison to Wang Hao.

The mere thought of Wang Chen advancing to the King Realm was but a feeble hope, as it seemed unlikely, he could ever surpass Wang Hao's might.

Nevertheless, a glimmer of relief washed over them when Wang Hao finally displayed signs of weariness after his triumphant battle against Tristan.

Sensing an opportunity, Wang Chen rallied his forces, his voice resonating with determination as he addressed his subordinates, "Stay vigilant and survey the entire battlefield. To secure the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark, our achievements must surpass those of my eldest brother and second sister. Only by decimating this horde of demons can we attain our desired glory."

In the midst of their fervor, Wang Chen's faction spotted a group of demons carrying Tristan away to safety.

At that moment, Wang Chen's resolve solidified, and his plan took shape. Their aim was clear—to wipe out every last demon in that group. This would undoubtedly become a pivotal moment, an extraordinary highlight in the annals of this fierce battle.

| Yet, as they prepared to charge forward, fate took an unexpected turn. Ye Chen, a blur of agility, outpaced Wang Chen's forces, causing them to pause their advance.

The present situation unfolded before their eyes, as Ye Chen valiantly endured the unrelenting onslaught of demon attacks, trapped with no escape and no means to retaliate.

It was at this crucial juncture that Wang Chen's faction made a unanimous decision to intervene.

From strategic positions, they emerged, surrounding the demon force and sealing their retreat.

The demons grimaced, fully aware of the dire straits they now found themselves in. Trapped with no chance of escape, their only option appeared to be an inescapable demise.

However, rather than succumbing to despair, the demons found a renewed vigor within. They fought with unwavering determination, defying their impending fate.

The demons, previously locked in a fierce assault against Ye Chen, abruptly redirected their attention to Wang Chen's faction, sensing a formidable new adversary on the battlefield.

In a swift motion, they formed a defensive formation, their eyes gleaming with a mix of trepidation and determination.

Alas, fortune was not on their side, for the group of demons found themselves distanced from their main force.

Across the sprawling battlefield, their comrades waged a titanic struggle against the combined might of Wang Jian's, Wang Hao's, Wang Ying's factions, and Stella's awe-inspiring beast forces.

This unfortunate positioning meant that their brethren couldn't swiftly come to their aid, leaving them vulnerable and isolated.

Unbeknownst to the demons, Wang Chen's faction had expertly seized this tactical advantage, their every move calculated to exploit the situation.

Like a hunter stalking its prey, they had purposefully positioned themselves to trap the demons and unleash a devastating assault upon them.

"This is the perfect moment for you despicable demons to prostrate yourself and beg for your lowly lives," Wang Chen declared with an air of authority.

The demons, their malevolent gazes fixed upon Wang Chen and his forces, remained ominously silent, their hostility simmering beneath the surface.

Unfazed by their defiance, Wang Chen raised his arm, his commanding presence palpable. "Charge!" he bellowed, unleashing his subordinates with a thunderous cry.

But what unfolded next was a sight that left the entire battlefield stunned, both friend and foe alike.

From the rear of Wang Chen's faction emerged a multitude of lethal projectiles, their trajectory set to rain down upon his own forces.

Swords, needles, blades, spears, and arrows descended upon them, each imbued with a volatile elemental aura.

Yet, these weapons held a secret—their aura was concealed by enigmatic talismans, rendering them undetectable even by the most perceptive sensors on the battlefield.

The sound of hundreds of weapons hurtling through the air reached the ears of Wang Chen and his comrades, raising their heads in anticipation.

In a split second, Wang Chen reacted, raising his arms in a protective cross formation, his voice a resolute command. "Brace yourselves!"

The impact was cataclysmic. The weapons struck their intended targets with a resounding thud, triggering a series of small explosions that echoed through the air.

As the orangish dust billowed, shrouding the battlefield in a hazy veil, the true extent of the assault became apparent.

Wang Chen, his once formidable presence now diminished, bore the weight of severe injuries upon his arms and shoulders.

His faction, too, lay scattered and wounded, their reaction to the sudden attack having been tragically delayed.

The air was thick with heavy breathing as the surviving members of Wang Chen's faction grappled with the gravity of their wounds.

A sense of profound exhaustion settled upon them, each breath a testament to the toll exacted by the ruthless onslaught.

Among them, only a select few King Realm warriors clung to life, albeit with minor injuries.

Their expressions, a chilling blend of calculation and terror, mirrored the bleak reality of their situation as they beheld the approaching demons, eyes ablaze with a fiery determination.

Fury surged within Wang Chen, his voice resonating with righteous indignation that reverberated across the battlefield.

"Who dares launch such a despicable sneak attack against us?" he thundered, his words punctuated by an unwavering resolve to unearth the truth.

Alas, the answer remained elusive, swallowed by the ominous silence that hung heavy in the air.

Faced with the absence of a response, Wang Chen's faction found themselves thrust into a desperate struggle, forced to confront the demons who now shield Tristan from their reach.

In their current depleted state, the odds seemed insurmountable, a daunting challenge that threatened to crush their spirits.

"Darn it!" Wang Chen's voice echoed with a potent mix of frustration and determination. "We shall not falter even in such a predicament! Even in our wounded state, we shall fight with unwavering valor!".

Yet, amid the chaos and turmoil, a disheartening truth revealed itself. Not all members of Wang Chen's faction shared his unwavering resolve.

The faction, comprised of diverse individuals with their own ambitions and allegiances, harbored a contingent of rebellious and unprincipled groups whose loyalty wavered in the face of personal gain.

Of the five King Realm experts who had sustained minor injuries, three made a fateful decision that shattered the unity of their faction.

The Black Hand organization, the Jade Serpent Sect, and the Lotus Assassins Group, swayed by their selfish desires, chose to forsake their leader in this darkest hour.

Their personal groups of subordinates followed suit, leaving Wang Chen to grapple with the gravity of their betrayal.

In the face of such abandonment, a wave of seething anger surged within Wang Chen. It coursed through his veins, threatening to consume him whole.

The intensity of his emotions reached a crescendo, his frustration and betrayal mingling to form a potent cocktail that threatened to drown him.

The veins on his forehead bulged, a visible testament to the tumultuous storm brewing within his being.

The weight of this betrayal bore down on Wang Chen's weary shoulders, threatening to crush his spirit.

The battlefield, once filled with a united front, now stood fragmented and fractured.

It was a blow that cut deep, leaving him grappling with a whirlwind of emotions—unrelenting rage and a profound sense of betrayal.

At that moment, the battlefield seemed to hold its breath, the air heavy with tension.

The remaining members of Wang Chen's faction, their faces etched with disbelief and uncertainty, watched as their leader's fury radiated like an inferno.

They stood witness to a pivotal moment, teetering on the brink of despair.

Wang Chen's voice, now tinged with an icy determination, sliced through the silence like a blade. "We shall not allow this treachery to extinguish our flame!"

His words hung in the air, a resolute call to arms. It was a plea, a desperate plea, to salvage what remained of their shattered cohesion. The fate of their faction now teetered on a knife's edge, balancing precariously between submission and resurgence.

With bated breath, the surviving members of Wang Chen's faction contemplated their leader's unwavering resolve.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Wang Jian stood on the branch of a tree with a disdainful look on his face, "And that is why you should never ever have messed with me, my dear third brother. How do you like the taste of your dear subordinates leaving you in this predicament? From the looks of your face, you seem to love it. Hahaha…!"

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