Chapter 189 Cox Group's Billion-Dollar Bounty!
Alan never expected that the God of the Undead had actually bailed.
He walked up to the formation and chuckled. "Oh, I get it now."
Saying the God of the Undead ran away wasn't quite right. It was more like he went back into some kind of sealed-off state.
Alan smirked, "God of the Undead, you're such a chicken, hiding like that. But you haven't slipped out of my range. As long as I'm here, you're still in the fight."
To get out of combat, one of them had to leave the battlefield.
So, as long as they were still in combat, the God of the Undead's health regen still stayed at around two million per minute.
As long as Alan remained here, keeping the God of the Undead perpetually in a state of combat, the God of the Undead was inevitably doomed.
The Book of Life and Death could dish out over five million damage per minute, way more than the two million regen.
A creepy voice came from under the seal. "Down here is my life-bound artifact. It boosts my regen a ton. Even if I stay in combat, you can't kill me."
Alan just glanced down and then lay down like he was gonna take a nap. "I am tired. Need some shut-eye."
Alan believed the God of the Undead about the artifact, but he seemed too eager to spill the beans, which made Alan suspicious.
So, he decided to wait and see if the God of the Undead really wouldn't lose health and die.
Alan hadn't checked out the Ragnarok forum in a while.
When he opened it, it was even more buzzing than when the game first launched.
He first jumped into the Jinse Empire server. A third of the top posts were about the Ice King.
[Can the Ice King take on Stellaria solo?]
[Is there really no cheating in this game? The Ice King's stats are nuts.]
[Anyone know the Ice King's real identity? One billion reward for solid info.]
Alan squinted at the screen.
The guy didn't even hide his ID, Oliver Cox!
Offering ten billion for his identity? This guy had guts.
Oliver was part of that notorious scam group from Northern Myanmar.
No wonder they offered one billion. With their rep, getting money from them was a joke.
So even if the reward was a ten billion, it wouldn't matter.
In Ragnarok, only James, Robert, and Michael knew who he really was.
These three were tight with Alan. After the cataclysm, they had each other's backs.
So, Alan trusted them completely.
The post was boosted with cash, put up three days ago.
Oliver Cox of the Cox Group?
A cold glint flashed in Alan's eyes. He'd heard of this nasty group.
Even after the cataclysm, the Cox Group were like leeches, looting everywhere, never doing anything good.
He never thought he'd end up as a high-reward target for the Cox Group.
'Alright, Cox Group,' Alan thought. If they wanted to put a bounty on him, they'd pay the price.
In his last life, the Cox Group thrived after the cataclysm mainly because they built their power in the game.
But this time, since they had the nerve to put a bounty on him, Alan was determined to make sure the Cox Group couldn't get a foothold in the game.
When the cataclysm hit, he'd make sure they were taken down one by one.
Alan wasn't usually the vengeful type. Otherwise, for what Ernest Bell did to him before, he wouldn't have just killed him a few times; he'd have killed him back to level one.
But not being vengeful depended on the person.
The Cox Group was pure evil, and if they messed with him, Alan would make sure they quit the game for good.
Scrolling down, Alan saw a bunch of posts about other stuff, like the recent national war, a task in Lindataria under the Demon Cave rule that all players could take, rewarding free attribute points or the Nightfall Union causing chaos, killing players and looting their gear.
There were all sorts of topics, but Alan wasn't too interested.
He was also sifting through to see if there was any useful info.
The answer was, almost none.
Discussions on how to clear level 30 dungeons, who broke the record for level 35 dungeons.
They even discussed teams that had conquered level twenty-five and completed Hell-level dungeons; a variety of such achievements were mentioned.
The most notable was the Berserker Guild.
Recently, the Berserker Guild seemed to have smashed a bunch of dungeon records, especially clearing the level 35 dungeon Ice Grass Garden on nightmare difficulty.
Alan found this normal.
He had given the Blade Warrior the Life Pearl, which had seriously boosted the Berserker Guild's overall strength.
Breaking some dungeon records wasn't a big deal.
Besides, Alan saw an interesting name, Thomas Rodriguez!
Thomas, who had saved his sister, Mary, seemed to have found some opportunities in the game.
Now he was super popular, with the Berserker Guild offering an annual salary of eighty million, and several other major guilds were trying to recruit him, but Thomas hadn't responded yet.
After some thought, Alan tried to send a message but found he couldn't in the ancient tomb, only able to view existing posts.
'I'll have to wait until I get out of here. Thomas is talented and could be a great addition to my team,' Alan thought to himself, 'Tranquil Zen Master is also good.'
However, from what Alan knew about Tranquil Zen Master, he was too cautious.
Even if Tranquil Zen Master joined his guild now, it would be hard to cultivate a sense of belonging.
Without a sense of belonging, Tranquil Zen Master's membership wouldn't mean much.
After browsing the Jinse Empire forum, Alan jumped into the international forum of Ragnarok.
There were even more messages, and the atmosphere was tense.
The most notable post: [Someone in our country has completed the second job change. Jinse Empire's Ice King is overrated, just trash!]
Alan frowned slightly and clicked on the post.
At that moment, a voice interrupted Alan.
"Ice King, enough! I know you have the Godslayer Mark and can gain great benefits from killing gods, but what I can offer you is much more."
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