MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 1746 1746: Toll Fee

"Crash!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the red-armored Warriors who were guarding the gate immediately opened their formation again, blocking the way.

"???"

The members of the Quan Zhen Sect were taken aback and stopped in their tracks, turning around to look in the direction of the voice.

At that moment, they saw a big bald man dressed in dark red armor, wielding a massive axe, rushing towards them with a group of people.

"Hehe! You can't leave yet!"

As the big bald man approached the members of Quan Zhen, he grinned widely and positioned himself in front of Wang Yu.

Wang Yu was known for his gentle demeanor, but that didn't mean he would tolerate being hit or insulted without retaliating. On the contrary, Wang Yu was a reasonable martial artist who never lacked the courage to fight back. When faced with unreasonable people, Wang Yu would definitely be the first to strike…

Seeing that the big bald man was blocking his path, Wang Yu frowned, and his expression instantly darkened.

The members of Quan Zhen who understood Wang Yu knew that he was unhappy and was contemplating violence.

After all, with Wang Yu's temperament, he could not tolerate the red-armored Warriors' behavior of blocking the road for toll fees earlier; he had only chosen to compromise to accommodate Fearless's feelings.

And now, with their group having already paid the fee and still being blocked from leaving, wasn't that looking for trouble?

Fearless, aware of Wang Yu's temperament, quickly interjected before Wang Yu could lose his temper and asked the big bald man, "Who are you?"

"Do you dare to come to the Demon Fortress without knowing who I am?" The big bald man pointed at his black-red armor and the flame emblem on his chest, declaring, "I am the president of the Hell Red Lotus Guild, Baron Hell!"

"Oh... I don't know you!"

Fearless shook his head and turned to the members of Quan Zhen, asking, "Have any of you heard of him?"

"No..."

The members of Quan Zhen chimed in, "What kind of insignificant person is he to deserve our recognition?"

Clearly, this group from Quan Zhen Sect was quite displeased with Baron Hell, and not a single one of them was easy to deal with. After playing the game for so long, even the leader of the Kyushu team would treat the Quan Zhen people with respect. What was this Baron Hell, to be so brazen and loud here?

"You really have some guts! How dare you speak to me like that!"

Hearing the comments from the Quan Zhen Sect, Baron Hell's blood nearly boiled with rage.

To say that Baron Hell could hold up a banner in a place like the Demon Fortress, where scum was piled high, was no small feat. He was a notorious figure in the Dark camp and had expected that these individuals would be surprised to hear his name, thus obediently handing over their gear for safety. Instead, this bunch of bastards not only claimed not to recognize him but also mocked him openly.

Baron Hell immediately felt as though his face was being ground into the dirt.

If he didn't see that these people didn't seem like weaklings and that other players from the Hell Red Lotus Guild had yet to arrive, he would have already started attacking.

"There's no helping it; this is just our temperament!" Fearless calmly replied to Baron Hell, then added, "We've already paid the toll, so what does this mean?"

Fearless was a veteran in the gaming world; he had seen it all. The earlier toll of five hundred gold coins had already been excessive, and now another person appeared to block the road. Could it be that the Demon Fortress charged tolls in waves?

"Hehe!" Baron Hell sneered, "The money you paid was for ordinary people; you are not ordinary people."

"Why?"

Fearless asked, puzzled.

"Looking at your gear and weapons, your value is different, so of course, the toll standard is different."

"Oh?"

Fearless raised an eyebrow and asked, "Then how much do you want?"

"Well..." Baron Hell stroked his chin and said, "If you want to pass here, it will cost at least a thousand gold coins per person."

"..."

As soon as Baron Hell said this, the members of Quan Zhen drew their weapons without hesitation.

A thousand gold coins per person meant ten thousand for the group.

Ten thousand to pass through a city gate? Was this a snow country?

Clearly, Baron Hell was not just collecting fees; he was looking for a fight.

"What? Do you want to start a fight?"

Seeing the expressions of the Quan Zhen members, Baron Hell grinned mockingly and glanced at the Quan Zhen group, "You can try."

Before Baron Hell could finish his sentence, players from the Hell Red Lotus Guild surrounded them from all directions, instantly encasing the members of Quan Zhen.

There were easily several hundred of them, each looking fierce, their gear shining brilliantly, clearly elite players.

"Hehe, let's talk this over."

Seeing this scene, Fearless chuckled, breaking the stalemate. He pulled out a large coin pouch and said, "It's just ten thousand gold coins; why resort to weapons? As long as we leave the city, we'll definitely hand over the money."

As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake...

The Demon Fortress was different from other main cities; members of Quan Zhen could fly, but in other main cities, even if they blocked the gates, they couldn't stop Quan Zhen players. However, the Demon Fortress was a massive cave city, and even if the Quan Zhen players could fly, it wouldn't help them against the mountain walls; could they fly through them?

Everyone was here to complete a quest, and after going through so much effort to reach the final stage, Fearless certainly didn't want to complicate matters. Ten thousand gold coins was not a large sum for the Quan Zhen members, and if it could buy them peace, it would be worth it.

"Oh?"

Ten thousand gold coins was not a small amount for ordinary players. Seeing Fearless casually pull out so much money, Baron Hell couldn't help but be surprised.

Baron Hell had come looking for trouble and certainly wouldn't let the Quan Zhen members off easily.

"I didn't expect you to be a bunch of wealthy people!" Baron Hell sneered again, "Then this gold must not be enough."

"Is that so?" Fearless narrowed his eyes, putting the coin pouch back in his bag, "Then how much do you think is enough?"

At this point, Fearless turned to the Quan Zhen members and asked, "Isn't a hundred thousand not enough?"

"Not enough!" Hearing Fearless's expression, the members of Quan Zhen chimed in, "At least two hundred thousand."

"Five hundred thousand!" At this moment, Wang Yu also spoke up, "Others might be fine, but I don't like this person!"

"Listening to you!" Fearless snapped his fingers, turned back, and smiled at Baron Hell, "Did you hear that?"

"This..."

Upon hearing Wang Yu's words, Baron Hell was momentarily stunned. He had been collecting tolls for some time and had never seen anyone actively raise the price, and especially not by this much.

Then Fearless added, "If you heard clearly, quickly bring it out! Otherwise, I'll force you to bring it out!"

"??"

Baron Hell was once again confused: "Are you saying that this five hundred thousand is for me to give you?"

"What do you think? Are we giving it to you?" Fearless raised an eyebrow in response.

"Damn it! You're messing with me! I see you don't want to live anymore!"

Baron Hell was stunned for a moment, then exploded in anger, swinging his giant axe towards Fearless.