MMORPG: Rise of the Peerless Pumpkinmancer

The Demon King's words were a death sentence.

"Show me what you got." He had said.

But., what the fuck were they supposed to show?! Certainly not their shaky legs, or their leaking bladders, or even the sweat creeping up their asses, right?!

But that's when an intelligent fella suddenly spoke up:

"Oh wise Demon King, please have mercy upon us! We will forever revere you as long as you offer us protection and—"

Jack casually glanced at the guy, his mind distracted by his current rebellious Devil predicament. Forever revere, was it? Bullshit!

The man's eyes obviously lacked sincerity. He was like those two-faced envoys plaguing the Church of Light before he had gotten rid of the annoying "no killing the messengers" policy.

He could instantly tell what the man was up to.

1. Kiss-Ass

2. Climb the ranks

3. Betray him on the first occasion!

4. Profit!

Jack gave a friendly smile as he over-excitedly replied:

"Really?! Forever?! That's amazing! Now I definitely have to save you! Don't worry. I'll attract their attention while you run. Ready?!"

"W-what….yes!" The man was utterly confused. Wasn't this change a little too quick?

Jack grabbed the man..... and threw him outside the defensive circle! He was heading straight toward the creatures' maws! He screamed in horror before, during, and after (albeit shortly).

"What a shame, he almost reached safety! It seems my aim was a little off." Jack "innocently" mumbled to himself.

The players suddenly felt like they'd rather show some backbone from that point onward. This man was scarier than the nightmarish creatures heading their way!

As for fighting him? The idea didn't even cross their minds. They had just seen him casually wreck level 22 monsters!

Still, not all felt forced. Some were actually in high spirits, eager to fight.

1. The cultists were ready to die because Jack had asked them to! They were the minority, but their enthusiasm was goddamn impressive!

2. The smart players had "understood" the Demon King's purpose. He didn't seem to care if they lived or died, but this was all a test! He would quickly step in to help as soon as they proved themselves!

One even kindly enlightened the others:

"Psst— Guys, stop lazing around! This is all a test. Get the fuck up and help us." He whispered to his colleagues, who rose with a look of realization.

This would be the fight of their lives! They were eager to impress the Demon King, who looked so calm even now.

This was true power! He didn't have anything to fear!

Meanwhile, Jack was trying to figure out how to escape alive. Dozens of hunters? He could deal with three at most!

As for the disposable troops now under his command, it was very ironic, but the less he did, the better they'd perform.

He could see the way they looked at him. Many were convinced that he had everything under control and could solo this whole event. He couldn't!—Not anymore anyway.

His options were limited:

Run? He'd get cornered and killed.

Use Magic? He'd run out of mana (HP) quickly.

Fight them melee? He'd get straight up slaughtered!

Whatever he did would end horribly! That's why he chose to stand there, relaxedly tapping the air as he sent messages.

To the players, he looked like an ultimate Chad! He didn't put the monsters in his eyes at all!

What was he even doing? Planning his next scheme? Exchanging some friendly banter? Perhaps even flirting?!

But they couldn't watch him anymore as the deadly hunters plunged their claws into the humans. The fight was starting! No, this wasn't a fight but a massacre.

Players 0

Hunters 15

The players were devoured one after the other. They understood very well that a few clashes like this would be sufficient to wipe them out!

"Come, you foul beasts! Taste my power!!!" The head cultist cackled as he took out an intricate-looking scepter with a dark gem atop it.

What?! Where the fuck had he gotten that?! No one had ever seen something so majestic-looking!— Ah, except the Demon King's weapons.

As he raised it high up in the air, everyone held their breath. What kind of powerful magic was he about to invoke?! As he began chanting, they felt themselves quivering in expectation.

They finally understood why the Demon King had asked them to show their power! That's what he had wanted to see for sure! Had he known about this beforehand?

Then the chant finally reached its climax. That's when the cultist suddenly shouted as he….slammed his scepter on a creature's head.

— Bonk! —

"…."

"…."

Really?! That was it?!

After all this build-up, he had just fucking clobbered the thing and nothing else?! Why did they feel like they had been scammed? This was bullshit!

Many died while distracted by the man's disappointing performance, one that the other cultists still praised to no end.

"Wow, that was awesome!"

"Bonk all their heads hard!"

"Smash them until they're dead!!"

What kind of madness was this? Why did so many of them have sticks?!

That's when they finally realized that the intricate scepter they had seen before was actually just a glorified stick too. Those cultists were fucking insane!

They couldn't help but stare, feeling disgruntled. The head cultists didn't miss the opportunity to berate them.

"What are you all doing?! Fight! Fight for your God! Show him that you are worthy of his blessings! No respite nor mercy!!"

Many answered with grunts. They now realized they were better off just ignoring the cultist: fuck that guy!

As Blood flowed and lives were lost, Jack happily typed messages. Good thing that the players couldn't see what he was writing, or they would have freaked out.

- Jack'O: Help!

- Jack'O: Mayday!!

- Jack'O: Distressed Demon Here!

- Jack'O: Send Dudes! I Need Dudes!

- Jack'O: Okay...What the fuck are you all doing?!

He couldn't understand. Why was everyone giving him the cold shoulder all of a sudden?! This didn't make any sense!

But then he suddenly thought of something as he sent a message to the head cultist:

- Jack'O: If you see this, shout Demon King thrice in a row.

Nope, nothing. He had only shouted Demon King twice in the last sentence (as usual)­. Fuck! It's only then that Jack understood the gravity of the situation.

When the fucking messages are disabled, you know something big is about to happen….

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