MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 1753 1753: Only Bad People Can Defeat Bad People

Not to mention in <<Rebirth>>, but throughout the entire gaming world, there is nothing more terrifying than stripping someone of their equipment.

Faced with the group of bandits from the Quan Zhen Sect, the Baron of Hell naturally felt fear, but it also depended on the situation.

The equipment on the Baron of Hell was certainly not weak, but even if he were stripped of it all, it wouldn't be worth three hundred thousand; trying to use this tactic to force the Baron of Hell to yield was something he was completely unafraid of.

With three hundred thousand, the Baron of Hell could easily acquire a better set of equipment.

"Hehe! Not bad!"

Fearless was not surprised at the Baron of Hell's attitude; instead, he smiled and said, "However, you only guessed half of it."

"Hmph!"

The Baron of Hell retorted defiantly, "You can use any means you like. Even if you stripped me bare, I wouldn't flinch."

"Is that so?"

Fearless smiled indifferently, then, imitating the Baron of Hell's previous tone, said, "You are a person of status; stripping you like that would be beneath your dignity. We have decided to take you back to our Twilight City, strip you bare, and then hang you up in the church for public display..."

"You..."

Upon hearing this, the Baron of Hell's face turned pale, and he stared at Fearless in terror, saying, "You... are you a devil?"

It was clear that the Baron of Hell was someone who valued his reputation, with a strong sense of pride... Being stripped bare was already unbearable for him, and now to be hung on a rooftop for public viewing...

Just thinking about it sent shivers down the Baron of Hell's spine. Damn it, how could this seemingly harmless priest be so malicious?

"Fearless, old dog, can't you come up with something new?"

Seeing Fearless's intention to strip the Baron of Hell again, everyone from the Quan Zhen Sect also raised their middle fingers to Fearless.

This tactic was not new; Fearless had used it more than once, and he didn't even bother to switch it up. Didn't he get tired of it?

"You guys don't understand a thing!" Fearless scoffed, "Being able to come up with a hundred tricks to deal with this situation is not as good as using one method a hundred times!"

"Uh..." The members of the Quan Zhen Sect were suddenly speechless.

Indeed, stripping someone bare and hanging them up was a form of torture that affected both body and spirit, from humiliation to the degradation of self-esteem.

Let alone someone as proud as the Baron of Hell, even the shameless members of the Quan Zhen Sect would not be able to bear it.

After all, this was a networked world, and there was no shortage of onlookers.

In the real world, being caught and humiliated in a strange main city could still be tolerated since they were strangers, but in the online world, news spread so quickly. If someone were to capture that moment and post it on a forum, it would be a stain that could never be washed away for life.

The Baron of Hell, who went around asking if people recognized him, cared so much about his reputation that he might as well just die.

Moreover, if it was just a public display for two or three days, it would be fine; as long as he could go back, it would just be embarrassing, with no real loss. But if he were to remain hanging there indefinitely, he might as well quit the game altogether.

The Baron of Hell had a guild, a base, subordinates, and a lot of assets in the Demon Fortress—all of which were intangible capital.

In <<Rebirth>>, you couldn't create a new character. If he were to be permanently imprisoned, that would equate to having his character banned, and all those things would no longer belong to him.

When comparing three hundred thousand gold coins to all that, the Baron of Hell obviously knew which was more important.

As Fearless said, although the method was clichéd, it was absolutely effective.

"Well then?" Seeing the expression on the Baron of Hell's face, Fearless asked calmly, "Will you take the money now, or wait until you're thoroughly humiliated before taking it?"

"You... you dare!" The Baron of Hell panicked and said, "With just a few of you, are you not afraid of my subordinates coming after you?"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing the Baron of Hell's words, Fearless laughed heartily and said, "Do you really think your people can chase us across cities? If you don't believe me, the total number of players in the Demon Fortress doesn't even match the number of players in a single guild from our Twilight City."

At this point, Fearless, worried that the Baron of Hell might not comply, glanced at Wang Yu and said, "This gentleman here is the lord of our Twilight City. If you're not convinced, you can try. Our Twilight City is quite large; we wouldn't mind hanging a few more people from the rooftops."

Fearless was not boasting; although Twilight City was not as large as the City of Holy Light, it was still quite substantial.

There were at least four to five hundred thousand players, with the Sanguine Alliance alone having tens of thousands.

In contrast, the Demon Fortress, being a red-name village type of main city, was located in a remote area where even the total number of players barely reached a few tens of thousands, far less than the Sanguine Alliance.

"Lord of Twilight City? Iron Bull?!"

As soon as Fearless finished speaking, the Baron of Hell seemed to realize something upon hearing the title of 'lord' and was suddenly shaken, revealing a look of fear in his eyes as he trembled, saying, "Mage Ming Du... you... you are from the Quan Zhen Sect?!"

There were very few player-driven main cities in the game; any player with a bit of knowledge would naturally be familiar with these powerful figures, and the lord of Twilight City was especially well-known.

Titles such as the world's number one expert, professional league champion, BOSS killer, and public screen occupier were commonplace; even in a remote place like the Demon Fortress, they had quite a reputation, so the Baron of Hell surely had heard of them.

As for the notorious ways of the Quan Zhen Sect, the Baron of Hell had heard of them long ago... He never expected that this group of people was the infamous Quan Zhen Sect.

"That's right!" Fearless nodded and said, "I didn't expect that even in such a remote area, you would have heard of our name."

"Not at all... You guys are revered throughout the land, and I look up to you. You are my idols."

Upon learning that these people before him were from the Quan Zhen Sect, the Baron of Hell, who had previously appeared fearless, immediately cowered.

Of course, it was a joke to offend a gentleman rather than a scoundrel.

The notorious reputation of the Quan Zhen Sect had been known in the gaming community for years, and as one of the most notorious among the scum, the Baron of Hell certainly knew that in this day and age, the only ones who could scare the scum were those who were even more unscrupulous.

After all, only a rogue knows the simplest and most effective way to deal with another rogue.

If he angered an ordinary guild, the most he would face would be a beating. If he had to deal with a veteran scoundrel like the Quan Zhen Sect, one could only imagine how many tricks they could come up with to deceive him.

"Uh..."

The sudden change in attitude from the Baron of Hell was unexpected for Fearless, and the Quan Zhen Sect members all rolled their eyes in unison; clearly, being idolized by such scum did not feel good.

"Stop the nonsense!"

The straightforward Wang Yu, who always prided himself on being upright, humble, and elegant, could not tolerate having such a fan. He angrily said, "Who the hell is your idol? Hurry up and pay up and get lost. If you dawdle for another second, it'll cost you an extra hundred thousand!"

"I'll pay, I'll pay right now..."

Seeing that Wang Yu's words didn't sound like a threat, the Baron of Hell hurriedly took out a contract and signed it over to Fearless.

After taking the contract, Fearless glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction at Wang Yu.

With a kick, Wang Yu sent the Baron of Hell into a burst of white light.