I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 343 - 343 345 NPCs Surprisingly Do Such a Thing to

?Chapter 343: Chapter 345: NPCs Surprisingly Do Such a Thing to Players, Players Exclaim Unbearably (10,000 Character Mega Chapter) Chapter 343: Chapter 345: NPCs Surprisingly Do Such a Thing to Players, Players Exclaim Unbearably (10,000 Character Mega Chapter) “Coming right up, Level 3 Warrior apprenticeship includes job change. Free multiple training sessions if not passed. Only 200 RMB, supports offline transfer.”

“Guys, looking for a party of ten, only need a thief and a priest. We’re starting soon, let’s crush Kobolds! There is a Level 4 beta expert leading!!”

“Looking for a group. I’m already Level 2 and have successfully changed professions. Anyone headed to Pig Lang Forest to hunt wild boars?”

“Buying Gold Pucks, highest exchange rate! 25,000 RMB per puck!! Possible to deal offline, price increase for bulk amounts!!”

“Looking for a sugar daddy, all the big brothers~ Anyone want to take me leveling?~ ying ying ying”

“Get lost, you’re so ugly and still ying ying ying, even the street sweeper on Jasmine Street has fairer skin than yours…”

In front of the adventurer’s guild in Green City, hundreds of players noisily shouted forming parties, their voices echoing down the length of the street.

The scene, though utterly bizarre, had become routine for the passing locals.

Ever since those damn, vulgar, despicable adventurers from the Lost Plane appeared over a month ago, all the locals felt their lives had changed.

Before, they were naive, never knowing that sneaking a peek at a nobles’ lady bathing, a crime that could lead to hanging, was something to brag about, with crowds forming teams to go and watch.

Before, they didn’t know that “great sword” didn’t refer to the large sword held by a warrior, but to calling for nightingales on Jasmine Street.

Before, they didn’t know that stealing, robbing, angering guards, provoking nobles—these damn crimes could be done so openly and proudly.

Before, they didn’t know that “freeload” wasn’t just about not paying on Jasmine Street, but about not paying anywhere.

Before, they didn’t know that “this baby” could be someone who, standing at 1.9 meters and wielding a huge sword, referred to themselves as a mighty warrior.

And many, many more…

For heaven’s sake, had these damn adventurers had their brains eaten by demons?

Why would the Lost Plane produce such neurotic lives? Were their ruling deities chaotic and evil Abyss Demons?

Moreover, it infuriated the residents that some adventurers preached against worshipping deities, claiming deities were but oppressors and evil rulers who enslaved them,

asserting a firm belief that there were no deities in this world, and that gods were just beings stronger than them.

With conviction, anyone could become a god; everyone could be a god; everyone was a god.

Madness!!

When most of the residents heard this, they thought these adventurers from the Lost Plane were mad—or perhaps they were just devils sent to spread heretical beliefs.

These damn evil heretics!

To dare to deny the great deities and even seeking to supplant them!!!

This was utterly unforgivable!!

When atheism spread amongst the original residents of Green City, looking at the noisy players on the streets again, their eyes immediately filled with disgust and disdain.

These thieves, robbers, blasphemers!

These damn heretics should be hanged at the church doors!

Let their bodies warn everyone: those who lean towards evil will indeed face divine punishment.

With time, as players’ range of activities expanded and their unrestrained behavior intensified, this sentiment grew even stronger.

It wasn’t just in Green City; in every city across Glory Main Plane with adventurers present, there emerged a deep-seated dislike for players.

An indescribable atmosphere brewed among the original inhabitants.

Especially the temple’s priests and bishops, they had repeatedly heard those damnable Lost Plane adventurers publicly disrespect their deities, disdain their beliefs, and even mock everything about them.

Heretics!! All those who blasphemed against the deities deserved to die!!

The players grew more familiar with this world and became even more unrestrained, further intensifying the brewing atmosphere.

All players were unaware that a terrifying storm was brewing.

The incident that started it all was in the Royal Capital of a Human Empire in Central Continent, where a player, in a bid to show off, climbed onto a statue of the Life Goddess in the city center in front of priests and believers, trampling the goddess’s head while taking photos.

The status of the Life Goddess was immensely noble and exalted; followers of any sect, even those of evil deities, were required to show enough respect to such a powerful and majestic being.

But now, someone dared to trample on the glory of the goddess.

Once the Life Goddess temple reported this incident to other Life Goddess temples, the news spread like a storm across all of Glory.

Rage erupted.

The Life Goddess, revered by all as the great mother goddess, had been shamelessly blasphemed by those damn bastards!

The natives, who had been harassed by players for some time, plunged into a fury.

The consequence of this anger was—massacre.

Furious believers and natives took to the streets, killing every player they encountered.

Even the city’s guards participated in the process.

Knights and priests from various sects, along with professionals from various guilds, launched an unprecedented attack on players.

The players, not yet grown, had no ability to fight back against the powerful natives.

Foolhardy players tasted the bitter fruit of non-compliance with rules for the first time.

And it wasn’t just about killing the players—believers and professionals even guarded inside the temple of the Life Goddess, blocking the resurrection point to kill newly resurrected players.

The natives’ long-suppressed rage was unleashed in the most insane manner this day.

These bizarre blasphemers received the severest of punishments.

At first, some players wanted to resist, but the gap in strength was too great, they were utterly trashed.

The usually neutral temple of the Life Goddess remained silent due to the goddess being defiled, allowing believers from other sects to enter the temple and kill those blasphemous adventurers.

This mass player killing incident, which lasted a whole week, was dubbed by players as the Blasphemy Disaster.

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