Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist



The battlefield was set as the combined forces of the Southern Region gathered to confront the Barbarian Race. The scenario was straightforward, no elaborate tactics or tricks—Wang Jian intended to make the Barbarians realize the futility of their actions.

Tens of thousands of Barbarian warriors faced off against a much smaller contingent of human experts, numbering only in the hundreds. Yet, this was no ordinary group of humans. Each of them was a top talent from their respective Kingdoms or Empires in the Southern Region. Their strength and skill were unparalleled, making each of them equivalent to more than a hundred ordinary warriors.

The clash was intense and immediate. Barbarian warriors, known for their ferocity and physical prowess, charged forward with unrestrained power. The ground quaked with their approach.

On the human side, warriors from different Kingdoms and Empires demonstrated their unique abilities. Some possessed incredible speed and agility, darting around the battlefield like shadows. Others were masters of elemental magic, casting spells that unleashed torrents of fire, ice, and lightning upon the Barbarians.

In the midst of the chaos, one expert from the Southern Region, Sun Wu, stood out. He wielded a massive staff that could extend and retract at will, allowing him to strike with devastating force from a distance. His agility was unmatched, and he leaped and spun through the air, delivering powerful blows that sent Barbarians flying.

Nearby, a skilled archer named Li Xian unleashed a relentless barrage of arrows. Each arrow found its mark with deadly precision, and she seemed to have an endless supply of ammunition. Her keen eyes and steady hands made her a formidable opponent.

Another warrior, Ling Feng, specialized in earth manipulation. He raised stone barriers and created treacherous pitfalls, using the terrain to his advantage. Barbarian warriors stumbled and fell into concealed traps, while Ling Feng's allies navigated the battlefield with ease.

As the battle raged on, a martial artist named Chen Wei demonstrated his incredible physical strength. He engaged Barbarians in hand-to-hand combat, and his fists struck like thunderbolts. With each punch, he shattered bones and sent his opponents sprawling.

Wang Jian, leading the charge, showcased his mastery over energy manipulation. His strikes emitted powerful shockwaves that knocked Barbarians off their feet. He moved with grace and precision, exploiting weaknesses in the Barbarians' formation.

The Barbarians, although numerous, were finding it increasingly difficult to overcome the prowess of the Southern Region's warriors. Their initial confidence waned as they faced relentless attacks and creative strategies. The realization of their predicament began to dawn on them.

As the battle continued, it became evident that the Barbarian Race was beginning to lose ground. The sheer power and tactics of the Southern Region's warriors were proving too much for them to handle.

As the battle between the experts of the Southern Region and the Barbarian Race reached its conclusion, it served as a stark example not only to the Barbarians but to all the other races across the continent. It was a clear demonstration of the united strength of the Southern Region, a message that resonated throughout the world.

Word of this battle spread far and wide, reaching the ears of not only the Barbarians but also the other races who had been watching closely. It became evident that underestimating the combined power of the Southern Region's warriors was a grave mistake.

Amidst this unfolding drama, the Three Great Sects of the Celestial Nexus Immortal Dominion decided to cut their connection to the Primordial Yin-Yang Immortal Dominion, effectively breaking their contract with the Heavenly Court. This decision meant that all the new Saint Realm experts emerging within their sects would belong to the sects themselves rather than the Heavenly Court.

The repercussions of this choice reverberated across the continent, further destabilizing the delicate balance of power that had existed for centuries.

The Barbarian Race, defeated and demoralized, retreated to their Immortal Dominion. This defeat had cost them dearly, as they had lost a significant number of their warriors. Wang Jian understood that this would deter the Barbarians from acting rashly in the near future, providing him with the opportunity to gather the immense amount of Destiny Points required to advance to the next stage of the Saint Realm.

Each stage of the Saint Realm demanded ten million Destiny Points, making it a formidable challenge for even someone of Wang Jian's abilities. To reach the Immortal Realm, he would need a staggering one hundred million Destiny Points.

Just as Wang Jian grappled with the daunting task of accumulating such a vast number of Destiny Points, a notification from the system arrived. It coincided with the reappearance of the Elven Race and offered a tantalizing solution.

[Acquire the Fountain of Essence from the Tree of Life! Upon fusing with it, the amount of Destiny Points required to reach the next stage will be lowered significantly!]

Though the specifics of how much this Fountain of Essence would reduce the Destiny Point requirement remained unknown, the system's mention of it piqued Wang Jian's interest. The reference to the Tree of Life indicated that this Fountain of Essence was associated with the Divine Tree of the Elven Race.I think you should take a look at

Acquiring the Fountain of Essence from the Elven Race was no small feat. It presented a new challenge and adventure for Wang Jian, one that would likely test his abilities and cunning to the fullest.

As Wang Jian's faction continued to move across the continent, sowing chaos and upheaval in its wake, they were not the only force stirring the world's pot of turmoil. On the other side of the realm, Jiang Chen's faction was orchestrating its own ambitious campaign. This coalition included the Human Empires of the Western Deserts, the Beast Race led by the awakened Golden-Eyed Black Dragon, the other ancient beasts roused from their slumber, and the Devil Race.

Their target was the Human Empires in the Eastern Seas, and the assault came swiftly and decisively. The result was a cataclysmic battle that left the land of the Eastern Seas dominated by the Sea Monsters and their allies.

In the midst of this clash of titans, the humans of the Eastern Seas found themselves facing an overwhelming alliance that included the Sea Monsters, the Devil Race, the Beast Race, and the experts of the Human Empires from the Western Deserts.

The Sea Monsters, fierce and aquatic beings, controlled the tides and unleashed devastating water-based attacks that drowned their foes in torrents of unrelenting waves. Their power was immense, as the Eastern Seas became their battleground.

The Devil Race, masters of dark arts and sinister magic, wielded formidable spells and curses that ensnared and tormented their adversaries. Their sinister abilities added a layer of dread to the unfolding chaos.

The Beast Race, with the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon as its vanguard, possessed the ferocity and strength of the awakened ancient beasts. Their roars shook the very earth, and their massive forms struck terror into the hearts of their opponents.

The Human Empires of the Western Deserts, having joined forces with their newfound allies, showcased the art of cooperation and strategy. Their leaders coordinated tactics, and their expert archers rained a barrage of arrows upon their enemies.

The battle in the Eastern Seas was a relentless clash of powers, each side showcasing their unique abilities and strengths. It was a spectacle of elemental fury, dark sorcery, raw might, and well-planned warfare.

The humans of the Eastern Seas, despite their courage and determination, faced insurmountable odds. The alliance that had descended upon them was a force to be reckoned with, one that combined the strength of multiple races and factions.

As the battle raged on, it became evident that the humans were losing ground. The Sea Monsters' mastery of water manipulation allowed them to flood the battlefield, drowning their foes and creating a watery graveyard. The Devil Race's curses and spells weakened the humans, sapping their strength and resolve.

The Beast Race, under the command of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon, unleashed devastating attacks that shattered fortifications and sent shockwaves across the Eastern Seas. Their colossal forms crushed all in their path.

The Human Empires from the Eastern Seas fought valiantly, but the odds were stacked against them. They were outnumbered and outmatched by the combined might of their adversaries.

With the Sea Monsters' victory in the Eastern Seas, a strange calm settled over the entire continent. It was a deceptive peace, one that masked the brewing storm on the horizon.

In the aftermath of the battle, each race and faction across the land began to make preparations for the looming battle of hegemony. They knew that control over the entire continent was at stake, and the calm was merely the precursor to an epic showdown.

The various races, including humans, dwarves, giants, elves, beasts, and devils, all turned their attention to strengthening their forces. New warriors were recruited, and existing ones underwent rigorous training. Armies were raised, and alliances were forged in secret.

Leaders from each race and faction convened in clandestine meetings, discussing strategies and forming pacts of mutual assistance. They understood that the coming conflict would be a struggle for dominance, and alliances would play a crucial role in determining the outcome.

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, the tension in the air grew palpable.

Whispers of impending conflict circulated among the populace, and uncertainty clouded the hearts of many.