Chapter 968 Chaos and Evil

That was the weekly routine after the Bandit King appeared. After the trust game set by the Bandit King, people who abide by the rules were sent here every week.

Some of those people cried and complained, and some were crazy, but everyone's ending was the same. The Bandit King would whisper in their ears, and then they went crazy.

It didn't matter what those people did. Those who abided by the rules would be laughed at for being reasonable in this line of work, and those who simply didn't collect enough tributes would be ridiculed for their lack of ability and given a suicidal challenge opportunity.

No matter what those people who didn't pay the tribute did, the Bandit King would not care, and would only start his own game by talking to himself.

Sometimes... paying the tribute is useless.

When the Bandit King put his mouth close to the ears of those who owed tributes, everyone around him could consciously cover their ears. They didn't want to hear the words that would drive people crazy, nor did they want to hear the screams of the tortured.

They didn't let go of their ears until they saw the Bandit King lying back on the mountain of gold coins, and the tortured person was lying on the ground with a mental breakdown.

"Oh, another one has gone crazy." The bandit king held his chin and jokingly glanced at the people in front of him, "In the past, he would bring several people here, but now there is only one a week."

"The lower class... almost all died."

"There are more capable people, which is a good thing." The bandit king clapped his hands.

No one knew whether he was really praising or...

The bandits lowered their heads and sweated coldly. Finally, the voice of saving them sounded again, and a group of men and women pushed open the door and walked in.

Whenever these strangers appeared, the bandit king would let them go in boredom.

"You came back too soon, you go." The bandit king waved his hand in boredom, grabbed a handful of gold coins and threw them at the bandits.

The bandits immediately lowered their heads and scrambled for the gold coins.

These gold coins were not many, but they symbolized that they had survived another week and successfully maintained their status. They could live a comfortable life for the next six days.

After all the bandits left, the Bandit King threw a golden cup in his hand to the people who interrupted his game.

"You always pick the time when I am in high spirits to disturb us."

"You always say this, is it fun to say this to other NPCs?" The leader caught the golden cup. He was tall, handsome and sunny, but his words were a bit sinister.

"Players, I am committed to conveying the truth of the world to everyone. It's just that there are too many naive fools in this world, and only these idiots can understand the truth of the world." The Bandit King spread his hands, facing these noble guests from another world, with a lazy and arrogant attitude.

"Or am I not satisfied with you, and you plan to change a Bandit King?"

"It's not easy to train a Bandit King, you are the best among them." The tall man threw the golden cup back and hit the Bandit King's head directly, causing blood to flow.

But the Bandit King didn't care, but looked at the blood stains that were gradually disappearing between his fingers with interest.

"Fake pain, fake blood, fake body, fake everything."

"Have you learned to say "mystify"? Very good, this is a good progress." The tall man nodded with satisfaction, and then he was about to turn around and leave.

"I heard."

The bandit king suddenly spoke, with some meaning in his words, and gloating.

"There is a particularly powerful evil foreigner who wiped out all the dens in the gem mining area."

The tall man frowned, wondering what the bandit king meant by this, but the men and women around him began to whisper, and one of them whispered to the tall man.

"Boss, it's the [Somado] guild, right?"

"[Somado]?"

"It's the evil players who got lucky enough to tie [Hermes's travel cap] and then became stronger. The guild leader is the former professional player Greenland."

The tall man still frowned, that was not a reaction to hearing trouble, but simply confused by these unfamiliar words.

After hearing the name Greenland, the tall man relaxed his brows a little.

"If the second place in the world competition becomes interested in our organization, things will become very troublesome. She has some skills."

"I heard that they have taken in a lot of believers recently. I think they should lack resources to support those believers."

"That means they have set their sights on the legendary bandit king who is rich enough to rival a country. Normal." The tall man nodded, his face returned to a deadpan state, and he turned to face the men and women behind him.

"There is nothing to be afraid of. Compared to the greenhouse environment where they are supported by [Hermes's Travel Hat], we grew up in a more severe environment, and we are stronger."

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"And professional players are not a symbol of strength, let alone a retired professional player. Her current strength is just fed by NPCs. Not to mention that she has recently become a nanny for those useless NPCs and a training player. Her edge is no longer there."

The noisy men and women immediately quieted down, looking at the tall man with a fanatical expression.

"We have hundreds of members, covering almost all the evil professions, and there are tens of thousands of NPC cannon fodder, while they are less than ten people in total, and thousands of them are powerless burdens."

"They are the ones who will definitely fall into hell if they clash with us."

The tall man raised his arms and said loudly.

"We are the masters of this world, we can do whatever we want, what else can we do with such freedom if not to vent our inner pressure!"

"That's right! Those hypocritical people are pretending to be good people, they obviously want to rob and kill people!"

"They are the ones who are played by the game, and we are the ones who play the game!"

"Evil players are 1.5 times stronger than normal players!"

The voices of men and women are getting louder and louder, they are buzzing like insects that have found a group, but they don't notice that the tall man's expression is still flat, as if he is just reading a speech.

The eyes looking at the men and women are full of indifference as if looking at garbage.

"After all the upheavals, our territory has come to World F. The kingdom cannot send a large army to wipe it out. Now is the time to start planning. Let us build a truly free world."

"Let's challenge more limits!"

The word "offline" made men and women smile maliciously, and the bandit king who watched and listened to all this, leaned on the ocean of gold coins, closed his eyes and hummed a little tune, as if nothing mattered, and as if he had long been numb and desperate.