Players’ NPC daddy

Chapter 988 God
"Yeah?"

Before Mammon could comment on his opinion, there was a whistling sound and a huge shadow once again covered the shipwreck.

"Big red dragon? It actually found its way here. Looks like someone leaked its identity." Mammon looked at the big red dragon in the sky, and then he continued to do his own thing nonchalantly.

The Bandit King knew why Mammon was so calm. First, he didn't care whether the shipwreck would be taken away by Somado. Second, he had made a lot of serious preparations.

"Fuck!"

Greenland's eyes were about to pop out of his head. The cliff was found and the shipwreck was also found, but which cliff and which shipwreck were they?

This is a huge canyon, and on both sides of the canyon, shipwrecks are scattered like weeds. The whole canyon looks like a shipwreck ditch with no end in sight.

It is not enough to just find a location. Mammon spent two years making it look like there are strongholds everywhere. Otherwise, how could so many demons live here?

"Be serious, be meticulous, do it yourself, persevere, and never give up. Even if you do bad things, you still have some of these good qualities."

Mammon closed the door of the captain's room. He was not proud of his achievements, which was what he should do in his job.

He then walked to the mast and checked the time. It wouldn't be long before Greenland would be forced offline and become big news the next day. The shipwreck would also start at this moment and sail into the ocean of World F.

Then, his work will be successfully completed.

The bandit king appeared in Mammon's sight, staggering, holding a bomb in his only remaining right arm.

"Grenade? They brought this boring thing onto the ship again." Mammon frowned. There would always be loopholes in the plan. Although his work was almost completed, he also hoped to make it perfect.

"Are you planning to trigger the mechanism in advance to make the sunken ship move and appear in Greenland's sight?"

"Don't waste your time. You don't even know what you're fighting against. You can't even understand what kind of existence we are."

The bandit king turned silently and ran to the bow of the ship. Mammon did not move, but just shouted, and the demons on standby on the ship pounced on the bandit king.

The bandit king seemed to have been prepared. He shook his clothes and golden coins fell out from his sleeves and trouser legs.

The low-level bandits were immediately attracted by the gold coins, but the higher-level demons were not affected. They also looked forward to the sea kingdom promised by Mammon, and for their own interests, they obeyed Mammon's orders.

“Hahahaha—you know what? This is fake! It’s a world created by foreigners for foreigners to play with!”

The Bandit King laughed and shouted, and the demons all stood there in a daze. The [Truth of the World] washed over their consciousness like a torrent.

They will believe that people who work hard to live have no time to think about such lofty and noble things as the truth of the world, while people like bandits who look forward to chaos will always find reasons for their depravity.

The demons turned their heads one by one and looked at Mammon, and Mammon raised his eyes slightly, and finally left his original position and began to walk towards the laughing and running Bandit King.

Some demons used the "truth of the world" as a reason to resist and mustered up the courage, but some evil foreigners came back. They saw the demons who wanted to rebel, so they suppressed the demons with a lot of anger.

Some demons continued to pounce on the Bandit King, trying to stop him from talking.

"We are just toys made by humans. Even the gods of this world are just toys of foreigners!"

"They have countless worlds like this. When they get tired of our world, this world will end!"

"No matter how many gold coins you get, they are just toys for foreigners and will always be their entertainment!"

"We are not alive at all, we are just a bunch of numbers!"

The Bandit King ran for his life with tears in his eyes. The demons' sharp claws tore his body apart. That place was so far away, so far that he could not even reach it.

But he did not stop. As if by God's mercy, the chaos that broke out on the sinking ship allowed him to miraculously touch the designated position.

But that was all. The gap between him and the stranger was too big. The numerous obstacles that he had to risk his life to overcome were just a matter of taking two more steps for the stranger.

The bomb was taken away and he was knocked to the ground.

"You want to defeat me, stop my plan, and be a hero?" Mammon knelt on one knee in front of the ragged bandit king.

"I... don't have that ability."

"I know. Why not become a monster? If you become a monster, at least you'll be qualified."

"I... don't want to get worse, even a little bit, I think..." The Bandit King opened his mouth, but he couldn't say more, the blood foam almost suffocated him.

"I'm sorry, you have nothing..."

Boom——

The huge black shadow whizzed past again, and this time the shadow did not go away, but became bigger and bigger.

The Bandit King couldn't look back, but when he saw Mammon's serious expression, the terrified evil foreigners and the demons, he knew that hell was coming.

The commotion of the shipwreck was so conspicuous in the silent shipwreck trench, how could it be hidden from the seven-headed incarnation of hell.

"It's hidden here!" Some of the seven-headed dragon raised their heads and roared excitedly, while others attacked the people on the sunken ship, and the ship fell into chaos in an instant.

They rushed to the captain's room, and the monkeys scattered when the tree fell, and they also wanted to take away the last fruit. But they really underestimated the red dragon with seven heads, and their actions were seen clearly.

"Is it a secret weapon or a treasure?"

The big red dragon tore open the captain's room, and a sea of ​​gold coins roared up and fell like raindrops. Everyone was stunned at this moment, and then they opened their arms like people who were about to die of thirst facing the heavy rain, trying their best to catch the falling gold coins.

In this absurd golden rain, Mammon and the Bandit King seem to be the only two normal people.

Mammon looked at the big red dragon and counted the time, but when the scheduled time came, the big red dragon still did not disappear.

“It’s not offline.”

"Cough cough cough-"

The cough of the Bandit King brought Mammon back to his senses. The Bandit King was trying hard to cough up blood foam, and his only remaining hand was twitching hard.

Mammon reached out and straightened the Bandit King's body, and said.

"You succeeded, congratulations, but I don't know if she will know you. As far as I know, she is probably the most utilitarian player in the world. She is a professional player."

The bandit king moved his mouth but said nothing.

"Really? Congratulations." Mammon patted the Bandit King on the shoulder, then logged off, and his body turned into a virtual block and disappeared.

The chaos continued. It was an incredible wealth, a wealth that seven pirates could not obtain even in their seven-day dreams. Neither the evil strangers nor the demons could take it away.

Those dirty, bloody gold coins.

The bandit king's eyes gradually became blurred and he thought he was about to die.

There seemed to be something lingering in the gold coins, they were crawling towards him, they were dancing on his body, inviting him.

The bandit king moved his lips twice and squeezed out two words with his last bit of strength.

"Go away."

Those things disappeared silently, and before they disappeared, they seemed to laugh at his resistance. He could not become a great man after all, and he did not want to be a monster that ravaged the world.

Why did he do this...why did he try to become better? Because the [Somado] described by Mammon was beautiful.

In this hopeless and dark shipwreck, the little bit of beauty in those words is so desirable.

They need money, so turn these dirty gold coins into soil and let them grow food.

This is a pity, he doesn't want to see it.

If heaven is a place that can never be reached, then maybe that's a good thing, because heaven will always be beautiful.

"Wow... that's a lot of gold coins!"

A clear female voice sounded, and the chaos in the shipwreck seemed to have disappeared for a long time. The light brought by the voice illuminated the eyes of the Bandit King.

He saw the moment when the great red dragon shed its scales and turned into an angel, and all the sins turned into dust and drifted away.

The six-winged angel landed in a sea of ​​gold coins. She jumped for a moment because of the coldness under her feet, but she soon fell into the joy of a good harvest. She picked up the gold coins and threw them into the sky.

"That's great! At last I can buy wheat and poultry, and even better, a cow, and more..."

The angel suddenly stopped, she looked at him, walked slowly towards him, and then squatted in front of him with her knees hugged.

"already dead?"

"He looks like a nice guy. Am I late?"

The angel lowered his head in disappointment, apologized softly, then took out two silver coins and placed them in his palm.

The slight chill brought him the longing, and he saw the birth of this precious silver coin.

The so-called players...are not gods?

It’s God. There are cruel gods and there are soft-hearted gods.

So I pray to you to make this world a better place.

The sun of World F rises, and its light reaches here, tinting the gold coins with a brilliant glow.

(End of this chapter)