Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1772: Overwrite

Chapter 1772: Overwrite

Villain Ch 1772. Overwrite

He knew immediately—it wasn’t the hacker this time.

The dev team was forcing a rollback.

They were trying to overwrite the hijacked map and restore the original ice castle environment.

And it was messy.

Chunks of the factory remained, fused with jagged shards of ice wall textures. Parts of the floor blinked between stone and brass, reality unable to decide which asset to commit to. Above, a fractured chandelier hung midair, half-coded as crystal, half as an exposed turbine.

From the shadows, the static voice roared—distorted, furious.

“Damn you… damn you…”

And then the room exploded into chaos.

One by one, monsters spawned around them.

No—not one by one.

A dozen. Then two dozen. Then more.

It wasn’t even consistent. Allen’s HUD flickered as his threat detection failed to categorize them—different models, different behaviors, different games.

A wolf from the base game spawned beside a spindly, half-rendered mech suit. A desert golem phased into existence beside a floating jellyfish from an ocean dungeon from a completely different game.

“That’s… that’s stolen content,” Alice hissed, her eyes darting from model to model. “Those aren’t even our monsters!”

Zoe lashed her tentacles into a stone giant’s legs, yanking it off-balance. “Great. He’s not just a hacker, he’s a thief.”

The whole chamber became a knot of motion. Teeth. Claws. Weapons.

Allen didn’t waste time.

He raised his blade—and the air itself split.

‘HellFire Rain.’

Scarlet fire ignited above, molten embers falling in a deadly curtain. Screams—some mechanical, some animal—ripped through the din as the rain devoured flesh, steel, and stolen code alike.

But the monsters didn’t stop coming.

They spawned in the gaps, stepping over the corpses of the ones that had fallen.

Allen pivoted, channeling again.

‘Dark Storm.’

The chamber went black, the wind screaming through it like a living thing. Blades of shadow whirled outward from his position, slicing through half a dozen enemies at once. A mech went down in sparks, a frost troll split cleanly in two, a snake-woman shrieking as her model glitched before vanishing entirely.

It still wasn’t enough.

More. Always more.

Allen’s voice was sharp. “Kafra!”

“I know!” she shot back, her words tripping over each other. “We’re trying to override the spawner loop—hold them off a little longer!”

A little longer was not a measurement he liked.

Shea dove past him, her feathers exploding outward in a lethal fan. “Feels like there’s fifty of them already!”

“Fifty-two,” Jane corrected dryly, her undead tearing into the ankles of a lumbering ogre.

Jane’s eyes flicked to Allen. “Can’t you just summon one of your big ones? Make this a fair fight?”

Before Allen could answer, Kafra’s voice came back, urgent. “No! If you summon your servants here, there’s a high chance he’ll hijack them. You’ll be handing the hacker a raid-tier weapon.”

Larissa’s fangs flashed as she ducked under a swipe from a corrupted knight model. “Then stop talking and kill them.”

The next few minutes were pure blood and chaos.

Vivian’s whip wrapped around a floating drone, dragging it to the ground so Bella could roast it with a fireball big enough to rattle the walls. Zoe crushed a pair of spider-legged constructs between two tentacles, the sound of snapping steel and splintering code ringing out like breaking bones.

Allen carved a path through the mass, every swing of his blade leaving trails of burning red in the air.

His thoughts were a tight coil—tracking positions, threat levels, spawn rates. The hacker wasn’t trying to kill them fast; he was grinding them down, studying how they responded when the waves didn’t stop.

A bugged centaur lunged for him, but Allen sidestepped and drove his sword up through its chest. The creature glitched as it fell, textures peeling away until nothing remained but static dust.

Another ping hit his HUD.

[Bug Fragment Collected: 5/10]

He didn’t have time to savor it—another half-rendered mech suit was already bearing down on him.

“Kafra!” His tone was a growl now.

“We’re almost there!”

Allen ducked under the mech’s swing, slashing across its knee joint and feeling the jolt of impact travel up his arm. “Almost isn’t good enough!”

For a second, he thought the room might simply keep filling until there was no floor space left. But then, one by one, the monsters began to blink out.

Not all of them—fifty stubbornly remained, pacing, circling, filling the gaps in the walls with their glitch-born bodies.

The dev rollback had slowed the spawning, but it hadn’t stopped it.

Allen glanced at Larissa, Vivian, Jane. “Fine. We finish it the old-fashioned way.”

Larissa’s smile was sharp enough to cut glass. “My favorite way.”

And then they plunged back into the melee—

Not for survival now,

But for the kill.

Larissa was first into the fray, her eyes glowing crimson as her claws ripped through the neck of a bugged frost knight. Its head didn’t fall—it glitched, popping out of existence with a burst of static dust. Blood sprayed in a strange, pixelated shimmer before vanishing entirely.

Vivian’s whip cracked overhead, wrapping around the leg of a hulking mech-scorpion. She yanked it down hard, metal screeching as it slammed into the floor.

Bella didn’t even wait—she stepped forward, her palm flaring, and launched a lightning bolt point-blank into its exposed engine core. The thing convulsed, sparks bursting from every seam before it went still.

“Two down,” Bella said, her voice sharp.

Shea dropped from above, wings folding in midair as she drove her twin blades into the back of a wolf-beast’s neck. It howled—then choked as Zoe’s tentacle snapped its spine in a single wet, brutal twist.

Allen didn’t bother with finesse. His sword was a blur, each swing calculated to maim and end in one motion. He tore through a centaur’s side, pivoted, and drove his boot into the chest of a crawling spider-drone, sending it skidding into Jane’s summoned undead. They tore it apart piece by piece, grinning like they could taste the kill.

The air was thick with burning oil, frostbite air, and the coppery tang of rendered code-blood. The factory lights flickered in time with the slaughter, casting them in stuttering shadow and firelight.

One by one, the monsters fell—screaming, glitching, bursting apart in sprays of gore and static.

The last was a half-rendered demon giant, swinging a cleaver big enough to split the floor. Allen caught it mid-swing, blade locking with the cleaver’s jagged edge, and shoved back with every ounce of strength.

The demon stumbled—and Vivian’s whip shot forward, catching it around the throat.

“Hold him,” she hissed.

Allen did.

Bella’s fireball hit a second later, and the giant erased from reality.

Silence.

All fifty—dead.

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