MMORPG: Rise of the Peerless Pumpkinmancer - Chapter 383: Madman In Charge?!
Chapter 383: Madman In Charge?!
It all happened so fast…
So fast that none of the players even realized it was happening.
First, there were the jokes: “Pfft— Did you guys see that? “[They Are Coming!]” Talk about a silly message! Is that supposed to scare us or anything?”
Then came the curiosity: “What if there’s some crazy semi-hidden quest going on? Could you imagine getting a mythical weapon?!”
Many explored Sprigfield’s surroundings, the lucky ones not finding anything, the unlucky ones encountering Gargan’s army.
What ensued was always a one-sided massacre:
“What the F—”
“We have to warn people before t—”
“Get back to the Town and sound the Alar—”
Even completing a sentence appeared near-impossible, much less flee from the legion. The victims all died in various ways: sliced, drowned, smashed, sent flying, and more…
The last thing they all heard was the monstrous leader’s hearty laughter, the giant pointing at their corpses. Was he about to T-bag them? Sadly not, it was something far worse.
[Congratulations! Found War!]
[Enemy Has Used Soul-Trapping Bubble!]
[Respawn Delayed! Exit Infinite and Touch Grass, Perhaps?]
Found war?! It was more accurate to say that war had found them. The deceased didn’t linger at all, all accessing any online forums they could…all but the official one.
One after the other, tons and tons of threads quickly spread even faster than Coronavirus. Every single of them couldn’t have been more alarming, some clearly written in a hurry.
< The Wet People Are Cumming, RUN!>
< Water Army Incoming, GTFO!>
< Let Me Respawn!!>
Many quickly noticed all the spam, but whether they believed it or not was another thing. After all, there were dozens of similar messages daily.
– VeryBakedPotato: Another world-ending prediction! Surprise, surprise, it’s coming from Sprigfield again! Just look at the titles “Cumming” and “Water-Army.” What a bunch of Trolls!
– VeritasVerity: Pfft— It’s like they didn’t even try! Can you believe those snowflakes? I call BS. Some peeps in other town have met Mermaids: they’re super chill…and sexy!
– GreatDay: Hey, I live there…kinda! Actually, this might be true, I saw a bunch of NPC militias go out a little while ago, and they seemed in a hurry. Let me log back in and check.
The discussion continued online, many chuckling at the pathetic attempt to get them riled up. Another war? Couldn’t they think of anything more original? But then this happened…
All of a sudden, a certain streamer began a live stream.
“Hello, everyone, I am reporting live from…in front of my screen!” Pancakes began with a silly voice, only to turn incredibly solemn.
“Guys, a calamity is coming. The fish ladies are heading straight for Sprigfield and are about to make everything wet!” He declared full of double-entendre.
“Worse, our national hero is nowhere to be found. Still, he sent vital information our way. The enemy leader is a level 80 bitch called Gargan: he likes destruction and hates humans.”
– JustChilling: Level 80?! WTF, please someone tell me this is an April’s Fool joke! How the heck are we supposed to survive this?!
– MozartWasGay: National hero?! The Demon king?! Did I miss a redemption arc along the way? For all we know, this war’s all his fault again!
– GreatDayNoMore: Guys, I’m back. It’s all true! There’s a gigantic water wave heading toward us! We’re so freaking screwed!
Seeing the fuss, Pancakes gave a brilliant smile.
“Nevertheless, fear not my followers! No need to fret, for I bring good news. After much rock-paper-scissor, I mean deliberation, D.L.’s high priest will organize the town’s defense!”
There was a long moment of silence.
The high priest?! The cult guy starting human sacrifices left and right?! He’d protect them?! They were definitely fucked!
Back in Infinite, the players too were about to have a heart attack. The enemy troops had already surrounded Sprigfield, the glowing barrier activated in all its glory.
Every once in a while, a deep thump resounded as projectiles collided with it, making its whole structure tremble.
— Bam! Bam! Bam!—
“I-is that a siege weapon?!”
“N-no, that’s just their leader throwing rocks.”
< Gargan The Human Slaughterer! LV 80! 💧⚔️>
“Holy crap! At this rate, they’ll destroy the barrier. Then we’ll only be lambs ready for the slaughter.”
“Sigh. If you ask me, the sooner it falls, the better. I’d risk death a thousand times over not to be caged in with those crazies.”
By the side, the Head Cultist was already making a heated speech in front of a way-too-large audience. He was getting more heated by the second.
“You see those fishes out there?! They’re working their fishy magic as we speak, trying to take down our great city! Will you allow this to happen, will you?!”
“NO!!!!” (x300)
“Are you guys ready to give your lives to save our D.L. district?!”
“HELL YES!!!” (x300)
“Let’s corrupt their water with our very blood!”
“BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!” (X300)
“D.L.! D.L.! D.L.!” (x300)
The bystanders couldn’t help but turn pale, especially when the frenzied gazes of the cultist all turned toward them, pressuring them into joining their suicidal crusade.
Politely decline the cultists’ offer? —> They wouldn’t give up.
Categorically refusing them? —> Getting tortured.
Reluctantly agree? —> Death
Every goddamn option led to a bad end.
Many wanted anyone else to take the lead. They even begged the Militia Commander to save them from the enemies…and the cultists!
But the latter only stared at them with sorrowful eyes, sighing. “I’m getting old and weak…as much as it pains me, the future belongs to the Braves…Sigh.”
A defeated NPC.
A crazy Player “leading” them.
An impossibly strong enemy attacking.
Many were feeling utterly hopeless, and that’s when the Mermaids struck. All they did was sing and dance, nothing else.
Their sweet voice was so enrapturing that many forgot themselves, stepping straight toward the barrier, colliding with it.
They were akin to flies stupidly ramming themselves against a glass window after seeing the light. But then something happened, the song’s magic activating.
— Woosh! —
Suddenly, the barrier rippled.
[Barrier Exit Created!]
[One-Way Only! Safety —> Danger!]
Suddenly tons of glazed-eyed players exited Sprigfield, the Mermaids grinning. At this rate, they’d take over the town in a jiffy.
There were players of all levels, and even many were cultists. So much for all their heroic speeches earlier, they were getting tempted all the same— or that’s what it seemed.
But just as the players were getting close to the water army, a change suddenly happened. The cultists went from dead-looking to incredibly lively, showing a scheming smile.
Before anyone could react, they rushed straight for the army’s back line, where most of the magic users were! Then without showing any hesitation they…
— BOOM! SPLATTER! —
They exploded, their flesh and blood raining down on the enemies.
One after the other, they all began killing themselves in the enemies’ midsts, showering them with their fresh entrails, the head cultist cackling in the back.
“How is it? Do you like this present of ours?”
[Bloody Sacrifice Used!]
[User-Created Skill Is Super Effective!]
[Followers’ Blood is Infecting the Water!]
[Mermaid Magic Is Now 367% Harder to Use!]
“Hehe, great, great! Now, my followers, shall we keep going?”
Jack’s absence had left a madman in charge, but he didn’t care. He was far too busy searching for Pumpkin Girl. Besides, he had sent plenty of suggestions anyway….
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