Me? I was transported into a book? And I became a vicious villain?

Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen walked towards the Dark Lord with heavy steps, and every step was like stepping on the tip of a knife, which was extremely painful. When they walked in front of the Dark Lord, they did not kneel, but just bowed their heads slightly to cover up the emotions rolling in their eyes.

"Very good, it seems you have made a wise choice." The Dark Lord's voice was low and hoarse, with a chilling sense of oppression.

"Let Ling'er go." Xiao Yichen's voice was cold and emotionless, as if he was talking to a stranger.

The Dark Lord smiled contemptuously, "Let her go? Sure, as long as you agree to my two conditions."

Chu Mengmeng's heart sank suddenly. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh. "What are the conditions?"

"First, hand over all the artifacts you have." The Dark Lord stretched out his hand, and black mist rolled in his palm. "Second, leave this world forever and never come back."

After hearing these two conditions, Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen turned pale instantly. The artifact was their last trump card. If they handed it over, they would completely lose the power to fight against the darkness. Leaving this world would mean abandoning everything they loved and living a life of wandering from then on.

"Why, you don't want to?" Seeing the struggle on their faces, the Dark Lord's tone was full of sarcasm, "Don't forget, your daughter is still in my hands. With just a thought from me, she will become a soulless puppet, and will be controlled by me forever."

Chu Mengmeng's body shook, she closed her eyes in pain, tears silently falling. How could she give up Ling'er for herself? However, if they handed over the artifact and left this world, how would they face those who were looking forward to their rescue?

Xiao Yichen held Chu Mengmeng's hand tightly, giving her silent comfort. He knew that this decision was too cruel for Chu Mengmeng, but he also couldn't bear to watch Ling'er suffer.

"Okay, we promise you." Xiao Yichen's voice was hoarse and low, as if it was squeezed out of his chest. He raised his head and looked at the Dark Lord with a firm gaze, "But you have to promise that you will keep your promise, release Ling'er, and stop making things difficult for this world."

The Dark Lord laughed loudly towards the sky, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "I, the Dark Lord, always keep my word. Since you have agreed to my conditions, I will naturally keep my promise." As he spoke, the black mist gradually dissipated, revealing Ling'er who was bound in mid-air.

Ling'er's eyes were closed, her face was pale, and she was emitting a trace of black air. She looked extremely weak. Chu Mengmeng's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and the pain was unbearable. She wanted to rush up and hug Ling'er, but was held back by Xiao Yichen.

"No hurry, I will let her go once I get what I want." The Dark Lord stretched out his hand, and the black mist surged again, transforming into a huge palm, grabbing towards Xiao Yichen...

The Dark Lord's palm came towards Xiao Yichen with a suffocating pressure. At the critical moment, Xiao Yichen pushed Chu Mengmeng away, but he was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest by the black mist, flying backwards.

"Yichen!" Chu Mengmeng exclaimed, and rushed to Xiao Yichen desperately, hugging him tightly in her arms. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Xiao Yichen's mouth, and his face was as pale as paper, but he endured the pain and showed Chu Mengmeng a comforting smile, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Lowly ants!" The Dark Lord's voice was filled with disdain. "Do you think you can escape my control like this? You are too naive!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ling'er, who was originally unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes were no longer as clear and lively as before, but were occupied by a cold black. She slowly raised her hand, and the black mist condensed into a sharp dagger at her fingertips, pointing at Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen.

"Ling'er, wake up, I'm your mother!" Chu Mengmeng was heartbroken. She didn't believe that Ling'er would really hurt her. She tried desperately to awaken Ling'er's dormant consciousness.

However, Ling'er seemed to have not heard her words. There was no wavering in her eyes, only cold murderous intent. She approached Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen step by step, the dagger in her hand emitting a frightening cold light.

"Don't hurt my parents..." Ling'er uttered a faint voice, which was completely different from her usual voice, hoarse and unfamiliar. Her face showed an expression of pain and struggle, as if she was fighting against some powerful force.

"Ling'er, wake up and don't be controlled by the darkness!" Xiao Yichen struggled to stand up, but was suppressed by the dark power and could not move. He knew that Ling'er was now completely controlled by the dark power, but deep in her heart, she must still be fighting.

"Kill... Kill you..." Ling'er raised the dagger in her hand again, and was about to stab Chu Mengmeng. At this critical moment, Chu Mengmeng suddenly made a surprising move...

Chu Mengmeng did not dodge at the last moment, and let the dagger formed by the black mist stab her. She just wanted to take a gamble, betting that her Ling'er still had a trace of love for her mother deep in her heart.

"Ling'er, if you still remember your mother, please stop!" Chu Mengmeng's voice echoed in the empty hall, trembling a little, but sounding more like a weak plea.

The expected pain did not come, and the dagger in Ling'er's hand stopped less than an inch away from Chu Mengmeng's chest. Ling'er's eyes struggled for a moment, and in the bottomless black fog, it seemed that something was rolling, trying to break through the shackles of darkness.

"Mother... dear..." Ling'er let out a painful whimper from her throat, like a wild beast trapped in a cage, roaring in despair.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Chu Mengmeng's heart. With trembling hands, she wanted to touch Ling'er's cheek, "Ling'er, mother is here, don't be afraid, mother will take you home..."

However, just as Chu Mengmeng's hand was about to touch Ling'er's cheek, the struggle in Ling'er's eyes disappeared, replaced by deeper darkness and coldness. She suddenly waved Chu Mengmeng's hand away, stepped back a few steps, and raised the dagger in her hand again, pointing it at Chu Mengmeng's heart.

"No...don't..." Chu Mengmeng's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and the bone-chilling cold instantly spread throughout her body. She closed her eyes in despair, tears silently falling.

"Meng Meng!" Xiao Yichen's eyes were bloodshot. He tried desperately to break free from the shackles of the dark power, but to no avail. He watched Ling'er stab Chu Meng Meng with a dagger, but he was powerless. The piercing pain was stronger than any attack he had ever endured.

"Stop!" At this critical moment, a majestic voice sounded in the hall.

Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen looked up at the same time, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and a golden crown appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall. He exuded a powerful pressure, as if everything in the world was subservient to him.

"Father...Father..." When the Dark Lord saw the person coming, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"You disappoint me so much." The man in the golden robe looked at the Dark Lord coldly, "You actually used your own daughter to threaten others. Do you still have any humanity?"

"I just want to get what I deserve!" The Dark Lord gritted his teeth and said, "All this originally belonged to me!"

“Shut up!” the man in the golden robe shouted angrily, “Look at how you look now. Where is the demeanor of a descendant of God? Your mind has been devoured by darkness. You are no longer worthy of having all this!”

"You...what are you going to do?" The Dark Lord looked at the man in golden robe in horror. He saw determination in the man in golden robe's eyes. He knew that he was probably doomed today.

"I will seal you and prevent you from harming the world again!" said the man in the golden robe, raising his right hand. A golden light shot out from his hand and enveloped the Dark Lord.

“No… don’t… ah…” The Dark Lord let out a shrill scream, his body gradually dissipated in the golden light, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the air.

After the Dark Lord was sealed, the dark aura on Ling'er's body also dissipated. She slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes regained their former clarity and liveliness, but there was still a trace of confusion on her face, as if she had not yet fully awakened.

"Ling'er, are you okay?" Chu Mengmeng quickly held Ling'er in her arms and carefully checked her body, fearing that she was injured somewhere.

"Mother... dear..." Ling'er's voice was still weak, but she hugged Chu Mengmeng tightly, as if she was afraid of losing her again.

"It's okay, everything is over." Chu Mengmeng patted Ling'er's back gently, comforting her frightened daughter.

"Mengmeng, are you okay?" Xiao Yichen also walked over and asked with concern.

Chu Mengmeng shook her head to show that she was fine, then raised her head and looked at the man in the golden robe standing beside her and asked, "Excuse me, who are you..."

"I am..." The man in the golden robe was about to speak when his face suddenly changed. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body shook.

"Father!" Ling'er exclaimed and hurriedly supported the man in the golden robe.

"Child, I'm fine..." The man in the golden robe said to Ling'er while enduring the pain, "It's just... I don't have much time left..."

"Time is running out?" Ling'er looked at the man in the golden robe in confusion, "Father, what do you mean by that?"

"My life has come to an end..." the man in the golden robe said, turning his gaze to Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen, "I have something to ask of you..." Chapter 308: Soul Torment

The man in the golden robe looked pale, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was shocking. Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen looked at each other, and they both knew that this powerful man who suddenly appeared must have paid a huge price to save Ling'er.

"Senior, please feel free to tell me if you have any instructions." Xiao Yichen stepped forward and said respectfully.

The man in the golden robe looked at Xiao Yichen with satisfaction, then looked at Ling'er in Chu Mengmeng's arms, his eyes full of love, "Ling'er is the chosen daughter of heaven, with the power to purify darkness, but her power has not yet awakened, and is not enough to resist the erosion of darkness..."

He paused, as if enduring great pain, "The Dark Lord has been sealed by me, but the dark forces will not disappear, they will come back again. Only when Ling'er fully awakens can the dark forces be completely eliminated and the world be protected..."

"Senior, what do you want us to do?" Chu Mengmeng asked with a slight tremor in her voice. She had already vaguely guessed what the man in the golden robe was going to say next.

The man in the golden robe took a deep breath and said, "I don't have much time left. I can't personally guide Ling'er to awaken... I need you to take her there..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body swayed, and he almost fell down.

"Father!" Ling'er exclaimed and hurriedly supported the man in the golden robe, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"Child, don't cry..." The man in the golden robe raised his hand with difficulty, wanting to touch Ling'er's cheek, but his hand fell down weakly.

"Father, please don't leave me..." Ling'er cried heartbreakingly. She could feel that her father's life was slipping away quickly.

The man in the golden robe held Ling'er's hand tightly, and said with his last bit of strength: "Ling'er, you must remember... You are the chosen girl, and you are shouldering the mission of saving the world... You must be strong and brave..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, his hands fell limply and he closed his eyes forever.

"Father!——" Ling'er's cries resounded through the sky, but could not awaken the life that had already passed away.

Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen looked at this scene, their hearts were filled with grief. They knew that now was not the time to be sad, they had to find a way to deal with the dark forces as soon as possible.

"Mengmeng, we..." Xiao Yichen was about to speak but was interrupted by Chu Mengmeng.

"I know what you want to say." Chu Mengmeng took a deep breath, her eyes firm, "We promise him."

Xiao Yichen looked at Chu Mengmeng, his eyes full of heartache, "But..."

"No buts." Chu Mengmeng interrupted Xiao Yichen, "We can't let Ling'er get hurt again."

They took Ling'er away from this sad place and embarked on a long journey to find a way to resolve the dark forces. After returning home, Chu Mengmeng gently helped Ling'er wipe the tears from her face, but she found that Ling'er's eyes were empty and lifeless, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

"Ling'er, are you okay?" Chu Mengmeng's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to her mind.

Ling'er did not respond, but just stared blankly ahead, her eyes empty, but a strange curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Ling'er, say something, don't scare your mother..." Chu Mengmeng's voice trembled slightly. She tried to hold Ling'er's hand, but felt it was cold.

Ling'er slowly turned her head and looked at Chu Mengmeng. The smile on her lips grew bigger and bigger, but her voice was icy cold, "Mother? Haha, do you really think you can replace her?"