MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 1725 1725: The Kind-hearted Fearless

"Fate in your ass!!"

Seeing the system prompt, Young Master Beijing and Dawn's First Ray were almost driven to curse out loud.

These two weren't fools; they quickly realized what that old charlatan Tyler was implying.

The old man had spouted a bunch of nonsense just to convey one clear message: even if my boss is dead, I won't let the opposing side have it easy. Since you messed things up, you need to go kill the leader of the opposing faction.

One for one—nobody loses out!

The Lord of the Demon Soul, just from the name, is clearly on par with the Son of the Holy Soul, a formidable foe. That's a level 100 divine boss, and even with Dawn's First Ray's thousands of underlings, he couldn't help but feel a pang of fear.

What does being level 100 mean? The red-robed Archbishop Tyler in front of them was merely an 80-level ancient boss. With such a level, he could easily wipe out players at this stage with just a wave of his hand. The power of a level 100 divine boss was unimaginable.

Everyone is a normal person; they're not like Wang Yu, a freak. When faced with the Lord of the Demon Soul, how could anyone expect to survive?

"Um..."

Young Master Beijing was crafty, and after seeing the system prompt, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Lord Tyler, our strength is quite low, and the responsibility of saving the Earth and maintaining world peace is too great; I'm afraid I can't bear the burden."

"No problem!" Tyler said with a kind smile. "God is always forgiving to his people. Since you lack the ability to shoulder such heavy responsibilities, let's talk about Lord Reis instead."

"Son of a..."

As soon as Tyler said this, Young Master Beijing nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Alright then, as expected, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. The meaning behind that old charlatan's words was crystal clear—if you don't take the task, you'll face punishment.

The Son of the Holy Soul clearly held a significant position in the Light faction. If punishment were to come down, wouldn't Young Master Beijing be sent back to square one overnight?

Just when Young Master Beijing was on the verge of breaking down, Tyler continued, "As the most loyal guardian of God, you should embody divine responsibility. If you can't handle this little matter, I believe you no longer need to be a Paladin."

"Lord Tyler!"

Hearing this, Young Master Beijing felt his soul leap out of his body and quickly said with a serious expression, "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of every individual! I've had a dream of being a superhero since I was young, and for over twenty years, I have taken it upon myself to save the world without interruption. I accept this task!"

With that, Young Master Beijing clicked confirm.

No joke, while faction reputation and honor could be farmed again, Young Master Beijing had so many underlings to help him. Completing tasks to earn reputation and honor wasn't difficult. However, if this hidden class were to be revoked, what would he even play for?

The Paladin was a profession Young Master Beijing had donated a hefty sum for, and he was counting on this profession to make a name for himself in the City of Holy Light. If the system took it back, continuing to play the game would lose all its meaning.

Although the game company was also afraid of losing players, they understood player psychology. Players could get deeply immersed in the game, and as long as there was hope, no one would willingly dig their own graves.

However, while Young Master Beijing had made that decision, he nearly spat out another mouthful of blood.

System Prompt: Accepting the task requires payment of 5,000 gold coins. Do you wish to pay?

"What... it costs money too?"

Young Master Beijing's mindset had completely collapsed; he never imagined the system could be this shameless.

"This isn't money; it's your sincerity!"

Tyler continued to deceive him, "To give you this opportunity, I've said a lot of good things. If you don't show some sincerity, it's difficult for me too."

"Fine... who asked you to call the shots?"

With a face full of tears, Young Master Beijing clicked confirm.

There was no choice; without spending money, he couldn't take the task. Without taking the task, he would be forced into the archives by the system… Young Master Beijing knew how to weigh the pros and cons.

System Prompt: You have accepted the task "Balance of Fate" of rank S.

Task Contents: Kill the Lord of the Demon Soul, Jamil 0/1.

Task Hint: This task is extremely dangerous. It is recommended to team up.

Looking at the changes in the task bar, Young Master Beijing and Dawn's First Ray left Tyler with their heads hung low, like frostbitten eggplants, and walked out of the church dejectedly.

A level 100 divine boss? It wasn't just about teaming up; the real question was how to team up?

Facing such a formidable opponent, even ten or eight teammates wouldn't hold up. Even with hundreds of people, they'd probably just be sending themselves to the slaughter. But if the number of teammates increased, that would create a whole new set of problems.

There was a previously mentioned unwritten rule in <<Rebirth>> that if a large number of players from one main city suddenly appeared in another, they would be classified as an invasion.

At that time, players from the invaded main city would band together to attack.

It was the same for main cities within the same faction, let alone the opposing factions of Light and Dark, with the City of Holy Light and the City of Darkness being absolute enemy strongholds?

If there were too few players, they certainly wouldn't complete the task. If there were too many, the next scene would be even more obvious.

With close to a million players in the City of Darkness, Young Master Beijing's group of underlings wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps, and they might not even get through the door.

What's a dead end? This is a dead end!

My head hurts, my head hurts; dealing with a shameless system is giving me a headache.

The feelings of Dawn's First Ray and Young Master Beijing at this moment were indescribable.

"Hey, you two big shots!"

Just as Dawn's First Ray and Young Master Beijing walked out of the church, a shout suddenly came from not far away.

"??"

Upon hearing the voice, Dawn's First Ray and Young Master Beijing quickly turned to look, only to see a group from the Quan Zhen Sect squatting in a corner, idly drawing circles, with their leader, Fearless, calling out to them.

"Why are you back again!"

Dawn's First Ray had no good impression of Fearless at all. If it weren't for the fear of offending Wang Yu, he would have probably beaten this guy up publicly today.

Originally, Dawn's First Ray planned to ignore this matter, but who knew this irritating guy would once again appear in front of him.

Dawn's First Ray's mood was already bad, and upon seeing Fearless, his expression instantly turned sour as if he had eaten two pounds of flies.

"Hehehe, it's me alright", Fearless grinned, walking straight toward Dawn's First Ray and Young Master Beijing.

Seeing Fearless approaching, Dawn's First Ray instinctively took a step back and said, "Weren't you leaving? What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you!"

Fearless replied with a smile.

"Waiting for us? For what?" Dawn's First Ray glanced nervously at Wang Yu, asking in a flustered manner.

Damn it, isn't this all over? You've killed the boss, taken the mission; isn't that enough? This is too extreme.

"Hehehe." Fearless laughed again, "Of course, I'm here to help you! I'm a warm-hearted person, you have to trust me."