Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 485 - 474: Verbal Disagreement

"Brother He, look quick, there are monsters spawning!"

Suddenly, Taciturn cried out in surprise. Having seen enough Undead skeletons, he had quite an interest in the high-level monster ahead. He yearned to confront it personally and see just how ferocious this high-level creature really was.

A monster with a black spear and donned in dark armor appeared, moving around aimlessly. The creature looked human-like, but its face was obscured by a helmet, making it impossible to discern its features.

"This is a demon, the lowest level among the demonic spirits. You can check out the monster encyclopedia on your system assistant instead of carrying on with your theatrics here. It’s worth noting that this creature can summon its comrades. If things get chaotic, we should head back directly!"

Crane That Doesn’t Dance spoke somewhat impatiently. However, considering the creature’s potential usefulness, he begrudgingly tolerated it.

"Damn! This is the lowest level? Look at the shine of that armor, it’s almost like a BOSS!"

Taciturn expressed his disbelief. As he gazed at the demon, his intense curiosity had noticeably subsided.

"Brother He, shall we kill it? This monster appears to be alone. Even if it drops only level 40 Bronze Equipment, it’s still worth quite a bit of money."

Despite saying this, Taciturn couldn’t change his mind about wanting to kill the creature. He thought, this is a rare chance to go on a high-level map, who would go back empty-handed? Surely, they must kill it.

Moreover, killing monsters higher than their level yielded loads of experience points! How many skeletons would they have to kill in the Demon Tower to match the experience points from this demon?

"If you want to kill it, go ahead. I’m not here for your entertainment!"

Crane That Doesn’t Dance was speechless at Taciturn’s words. He had already clearly explained that this was a low-level foot soldier. But Taciturn treated it like treasure. Interesting?

"But, this experience..."

Taciturn was reluctant to give up. Spilt Water Can’t be Regained, this punk, is living on borrowed time in this high-level map. He might die at any moment. Furthermore, killing a small monster will not take too much time. So what’s the fuss about it?

"Let me tell you this, Taciturn, you’re hell-bent on getting that little bit of experience? Not observant at all, no wonder you can’t become the guild leader!"

Crane That Doesn’t Dance was extremely frustrated, having lost the Ice-Fire Liquid. Taciturn’s constant verbal jabs just made him more infuriated, and he finally snapped.

"Err, Brother He, about that, I already became the guild leader yesterday..."

The moment Taciturn finished his sentence, he saw Crane That Doesn’t Dance’s furious eyes and immediately fell silent.

The players behind them were even more tactful, up to now, none of them dared to make a sound.

"Stick close to me and stop causing unnecessary troubles!"

Crane That Doesn’t Dance wanted to get to the icy lake as quickly as possible while he was still familiar with the terrain. The longer they dragged, the riskier it got!

Moreover, Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained wasn’t dead yet. If he got there before them and messed up, Crane That Doesn’t Dance’s hidden mission would be over!

However, before Crane That Doesn’t Dance could get far, he slowed down, eventually coming to a complete stop.

"What’s wrong? Brother He, if you need to use the bathroom, we’ll wait for you, don’t be embarrassed to say."

Seeing Crane That Doesn’t Dance’s hesitant look, Taciturn naturally commented.

"Damn, your game lets players use the bathroom!"

Crane That Doesn’t Dance pointed ahead, lowered his voice, and said to Taciturn, "Keep your voice down. Didn’t you see dozens of monsters spawning in front?"

"They’re just low-level minions, what’s there to fear? We have more people, we can just go ahead and kill them."

Taciturn asked with confusion. He wondered why Crane That Doesn’t Dance, a top player on the Heavenly List, was behaving so cowardly. Such a disgrace!

"Afraid? Haha, it’s not as simple as you think!"

Just as Crane That Doesn’t Dance was about to explain something, he had a change of thought. Instead, he took a step back, gesturing in a welcoming manner and said to Taciturn, "Guild leader Taciturn, those are your people. Take the lead, but I’ll make this clear: no matter what happens, don’t blame it on others!"

"Haha, I’ve been waiting for this moment! Brother He, just sit back and watch. This small matter doesn’t require your intervention! Listen to my command, wizards attract the monsters one by one, breakthrough is the key, regardless of the number of high-level monsters, they can’t defeat us!"

Taciturn took up the commanding flag. His arrangements were pretty reasonable, it really seemed like he knew what he was doing.

However, Crane That Doesn’t Dance smirked scornfully, quietly retreated to the rear of the team. He scrutinized the surrounding terrain, pondering if there was a hidden meaning behind their route.

After all, when the sand monster BOSS passed through, it didn’t encounter a single monster. Why wasn’t this happening under his guidance?

"Boom!"

With a fireball rapidly shooting towards the nearest demon, the battle began.

"Argh, damn it, we’re under attack!"

The demon that was attacked didn’t stand still and get attracted by the enmity value. Instead, it loudly summoned its comrades and charged towards these Human Race players.

"Damn, even the small monsters can speak!"

Seeing dozens of high-level monsters charging towards them, Taciturn started to panic. Now he could finally understand Crane That Doesn’t Dance’s concerns.

"These are demon spirits. Some of them have gained the initial ability to speak. But you’re unlucky. Among these dozens of demons, there are at most two that can speak. Congratulations, you hit the jackpot with the first one!"

Crane That Doesn’t Dance said with amusement. The worst scenario had occurred, putting his mind at ease. Anyway, those were not his troops dying, why should he care?

"I’m dizzy. Why didn’t you tell me in advanced? This is not good!"

Taciturn didn’t want to fight the high-level monsters head-on, he ordered the players to withdraw quickly while complaining to Crane That Doesn’t Dance.

"Just as expected, beginning to shift the blame now."

Crane That Doesn’t Dance gave Taciturn a scornful look and continued, "Why are you running away? Are you that scared of only dozens of demons? Are you really not going to push on?"

"Huh?"

Crane That Doesn’t Dance’s words almost caused Taciturn to stumble. He responded with annoyance, "Brother He, that’s not fair. You were the one hesitating back there, but now you’re the one throwing shade?"

"Nonsense! I was just trying to figure out how to avoid this situation! Since it’s already happened, let’s just deal with it head-on. You’re just attracting more monsters by running away. Don’t accuse of me of not warning you when your whole army gets wiped out!"

Crane That Doesn’t Dance laughed out of annoyance. He thought Taciturn was completely unreasonable - his kind warning had been turned into an accusation!

"Damn it, everyone, hold your grounds! Shield soldiers, get into a defensive state and resist these demons! Warriors and wizards, don’t hold back, just charge!"

Stimulated by Crane That Doesn’t Dance, Taciturn immediately changed his strategy, fervently awaiting the arrival of the demons.