Online Game: My Decay Drives the Entire Server Crazy

Chapter 41 Qin Wentian summons a god-level NPC, intending to kill Lin Ye in public.The day after the bounty expired, all players in the game thought this matter had blown over. But Lin Ye knew that some people would not let it go.

Sure enough, at noon on the third day, a message exploded across the world channel—

”world channel” ”Heavenly Temple Qin Wentian”: Ye, today at 3 PM, Main City Square. I want to settle things with you. Whoever doesn’t show up is a coward.

Players across the server were stunned when they saw this message.

”world channel”

”Player ’Wocao Wuqing’: Qin Wentian? Didn’t he already disband his guild? Why is he out again?”

”Player ’Brick-Moving Expert’: Again? Brother Ye beat up fifty of his men last time, is he looking to die again?”

”Player ’Invincible Sword God’: That’s not right. Qin Wentian isn’t the type to be brainless. If he dares to show up again, he must have a trump card.”

”Player ’Yes Little Follower’: What trump card? Can he summon a deity or something?”

Fatty Wang saw the message and rushed upstairs: ”Brother! Qin Wentian is out again! He wants to duel you at the square!”

Lin Ye sat by the window, munching on virtual melon seeds, his expression calm: ”I saw it.”

”Aren’t you afraid? He must be prepared!”

Lin Ye laughed: ”Afraid of what? It’s not like we haven’t fought before.”

Su Qinghan walked over, frowning: ”Qin Wentian is no fool. If he dares to issue a public challenge, he must be confident. I heard he spent a fortune buying an ultimate item from the black market.”

”Ultimate item?” Lin Ye raised an eyebrow.

”Yes. It’s called an [oracle scroll], and there’s only one on the entire server. It can summon the God-Level NPC [God of Light], who has the strength to insta-kill any player below level 50.”

Qin Wentian—wait, the text says Fatty Wang here, I will follow the source text context—Fatty Wang, standing nearby, changed his expression slightly: ”An [oracle scroll]? That thing is said to make even the officials wary. How did Qin Wentian get his hands on it?”

Su Qinghan shook her head: ”I don’t know. But one thing is certain, he’s going all out this time.”

Lin Ye stood up and dusted himself off: ”Let’s go to the square. Let’s see what good stuff he actually managed to get.”

”You’re really going?” Su Qinghan held him back, ”The [God of Light] is a God-Level NPC, level 60, with maxed-out stats. Your Talent is strong, but it might not work on a God-Level NPC.”

Lin Ye laughed: ”We won’t know if it works until we try.”

The four of them walked out of the Commoner Supermarket and headed toward the Main City Square. Players along the way saw Lin Ye and followed behind him. As the news spread, players from all over the server flocked to the Main City Square. By the time Lin Ye reached the square, it was already surrounded by tens of thousands of people.

Qin Wentian stood in the center of the square, alone. He wore a full set of golden Epic equipment and held a weapon shimmering with seven-colored light; he looked imposing. But in his eyes, there was a kind of indescribable madness.

”Ye, you’re finally here.” Qin Wentian looked at him with a cold laugh.

Lin Ye walked up to him, hands in his pockets, a wicked smile on his lips: ”Guild Leader Qin, we meet again. How many people did you bring this time?”

Qin Wentian shook his head: ”Just me.”

”Just you?” Lin Ye laughed, ”Then what do you have to fight me with?”

Qin Wentian pulled a golden scroll from his backpack and held it high. The scroll emitted a blinding light that illuminated the entire square.

”With this.”

Players across the server exploded when they saw the scroll—

”world channel”

”Player ’Wocao Wuqing’: Is that... an [oracle scroll]?! The only ultimate item on the server!”

”Player ’Brick-Moving Expert’: Holy crap! Is Qin Wentian crazy? Using an [oracle scroll] to kill Brother Ye? How much must that have cost!”

”Player ’Invincible Sword God’: It’s said that the [oracle scroll] can summon a God-Level NPC, level 60, with maxed-out stats. Brother Ye is in danger this time!”

”Player ’Yes Little Follower’: Run, Brother Ye! That’s a God-Level NPC, you can’t beat it!”

Lin Ye looked at the golden scroll, his eyes narrowing slightly. He could feel the energy fluctuations emanating from the scroll—it was strong, stronger than the Abyssal Lord. But he wasn’t afraid.

”[oracle scroll]? Interesting.” He curled his lips into a wicked smile, ”Guild Leader Qin, you’re really willing to pay the price.”

Qin Wentian sneered: ”You have to spend money to make money. Ye, today is your doomsday.”