I'm a God in an Online Game

Godslayer Hall

“Ding! Congratulations! Identification successful!” After a long while and a crisp notification, the ring’s stats were finally revealed.

Forgotten Ring (Orange): A forgotten treasure that once flaunted its power in the hands of King Ding Jun of the Black Dragon Kingdom.

Stats: All stats +

Passive: Bag space + 100; automatically pick up unowned items within 10 meters.

Additional Skills: Instant Movement: Can execute a directional spatial jump within 50 meters, with a cooldown of 24 hours.

“Treasure! Truly a treasure!” Meng Jingtian’s eyes flashed as he sighed in awe. It was exactly as the description said, a treasure!

The highest level of equipment in the game was supposedly purple, but the appearance of the Forgotten Ring had overthrown this understanding.

In terms of pure stats, the Forgotten Ring was definitely on par with purple equipment.

From this, one could see that orange equipment was above purple equipment!

But compared to traditional online games, virtual online games made more of an attempt at realism, and there were certain aspects that were more in line with the physical laws of reality.

For example, a character could not layer up clothes, and if you dropped an item, you would have to bend down and pick it up yourself.

In this situation, the Forgotten Ring’s ability to pick up items, which would seem very useless in traditional online games, was incredible!

With this ring, he would have been able to pick up all the items the Boar King had dropped.

Meng Jingtian sighed, but he didn’t mind. In any case, he had already gotten enough this time.

He had even inexplicably managed to throw all those guilds who had been chasing him into jail. He didn’t even need to think to know that the officers of those guilds were probably furious.

It was one thing to have the kill stolen after fighting a boss for the entire afternoon, but even though so many people had hunted down Meng Jingtian, they had failed to kill him and had all been jailed for twenty-four hours! It was humiliating beyond words!

Meng Jingtian knew that he had offended all the guilds of Seaside City. Once they got out, would he still be able to enjoy himself?

Even though it was now night in the game, he didn’t log off. He ran over to Rupud and handed in the boar tusk mission, instantly reaching Level 21.

But the ‘God’s Salvation’ mission was still not complete.

However, Meng Jingtian had already spoken with Little Stone from Fragrant Pavilion, who had agreed to teach Rupud the eastern language and help him interact with the residents of the city.

Little Stone was a waiter, and he had excellent socializing talents, able to interact with people of all trades and personalities. He was also an eloquent speaker. Thus, he was the best candidate for teaching Rupud.

Meng Jingtian had already done a mission for Little Stone that had made him one of his believers, so he had not refused such a minor request.

But NPCs were different from players. In the game world, they had normal routines. Meng Jingtian couldn’t go and find Little Stone in the middle of the night to have him teach Rupud. He could only wait until daybreak.

Meng Jingtian used this time to open the game forums and see if there was anything interesting.

To play a game well, one needed to have a full grasp of the latest news, and the official forums of the game would undoubtedly be one of the first places to get new information.

But to his surprise, the first topic he saw on opening the forum was about him.

The words ‘Meng Jingtian’ were emblazoned on the most popular topic, and when he opened it, he saw that Beacon, Misty Rain Tower, Sword Brand Pavilion… five guilds in all, had jointly issued a kill order against him!

“Holy shit!” Meng Jingtian bitterly scratched his nose and muttered, “It seems I broke a new record again. On the first day of the game, I became wanted by five guilds!”

The post had been published by Lan Xi, and in the post, with a most authentic tone, he tearfully recounted Meng Jingtian’s wicked deeds. He even alleged that Meng Jingtian had to have some sort of secret and forbidden relationship with the NPCs.

Of course, the most important thing was that the guilds had promised to richly reward anyone who killed Meng Jingtian and took a screenshot. Killing him once would earn one the rich reward of ten thousand alliance coins!

Moreover, if the killer was an unaffiliated player, they could choose to join any of the five guilds. If they entered the guilds, they would immediately be made a captain, and an elder would personally help them level up, among other benefits.

Beneath the post was a slew of spectators who were just enjoying the show, filling up the first page. But the number of people who were really planning to kill Meng Jingtian were few and far between.

If not even these guilds could finish off this guy, how could ordinary players do it?

Meng Jingtian laughed and put the post on his ‘watched’ list before going back to the main page. He then saw another topic, just posted, that mentioned his name.

The name ‘Meng Jingtian’ had been written in a special font that made it seem like it was dripping with blood. Besides the name, there was no other information in the topic title.

But the moment the topic was made, it instantly took the top spot and was instantly dominated by the spectating crowd.

Almost all the veteran players, players who had been playing for ten-some years, knew what that font meant.

‘Godslayer Hall’!

This was an ‘assassination group’ that spanned several major games. Of course, they were only assassins in the game.

But that didn’t mean one could look down on this organization. Godslayer Hall was extremely mysterious. Once it took a mission, it would never rest until it was completed.

Their missions were divided into three classes.

Class A: Kill the mission target down to level 0. Wipe out all traces of them in the game that could be wiped out.

Class B: Kill the mission target until they drop all their equipment.

Class C: Kill the mission target once.

Of course, since they were known for being relentless against their targets, the Godslayer Hall commanded a high price for its services.

The price was usually determined by the fame of the target and the class of the mission ordered.

For a Class C mission against an ordinary player, the fee would be ten times the price of an ordinary item in the game!

Of course, no one was fool enough to find the Godslayer Hall to kill an ordinary player.

According to records kept by very bored people, Godslayer Hall did not have a single failure in its history.

The most famous incident caused by Godslayer Hall was when the son of some rich tycoon issued a Class A mission against the guild master of the third-ranked guild of the most popular game of the time.

After three months of relentless pursuit, Godslayer Hall truly managed to complete the mission!

Ever since then, the rumor that Godslayer Hall had a 100% mission success rate began to spread among gamers. Meng Jingtian had also heard of its fame.

This wasn’t the first time he had ended up on the mission list of Godslayer Hall. In ‘Grand Desolation’, someone had issued a Class B mission against him.

And the final result… since Godslayer Hall’s legend continued, it was obvious.

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He had dropped all his divine equipment, and as it was in the late stages of the game, it had essentially been impossible for him to regain his former rank.

After all, he was a poor pleb who had no way of paying his way to power. It was only by working himself to the bone that he had been able to maintain his lifestyle.

And what made him feel most helpless of all was that he had experienced all of this not because he had made too many enemies, but due to a very cliché scenario.

‘The moment I saw your girlfriend, I knew that you and I would be friends!’

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