Chapter 1053: Chapter 972: Unwilling to Abandon freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Su Ran and his two companions hadn’t gone far when they heard a series of booming sounds behind them, the firepower heavily concentrated.

"Damn it, these players have gone mad!"

It was only then that Yu Jing realized the severity of the situation. Without the protection of those stone pillars, the hidden space would soon be occupied by that group of players. At that time, their situation would be quite awkward.

This was troublesome!

"Hurry, let’s secure the opportunities here before anything else!"

As an Undead skeleton, Su Ran had far better vision in the dark than humans, but he hadn’t gone far when Lin Yuqing’s voice came through.

"Overturning Water, there are no players here, why aren’t you using a torch?"

"I was careless."

The remark was a wake-up call. Su Ran immediately took out the torch he had picked up and lit it, and for the first time, he saw the true face of the space.

It looked like a corridor, with clumps of fog suspended around them. Driven mercilessly to the sides by the shield-bearing skeletons, they had not felt the fog’s presence until now.

"Huh? Fog?"

Yu Jing looked at the fog on both sides with confusion, not quite understanding what it was. Yet, she sensed a danger from within but remained uncertain.

"Yes, this is the Power of Curse in its original form."

Faced with so much Power of Curse, Su Ran had a strategy in mind. He asked the two women to stop and directed the ten skeletons to take care of the aftermath, driving all the Power of Curse behind them. Even if those players managed to enter the cave space, the Power of Curse would give them a hard time!

"Overturning Water, how did you know this was the Power of Curse?"

Yu Jing looked at Su Ran with admiration, feeling like he knew everything; there was nothing he didn’t know.

"I’ve encountered it before in hidden terrains; it’s nothing surprising."

It was only then that Su Ran remembered that in this realm of ghosts, the Power of Curse was attached to the plants. It was understandable that they didn’t know.

"Let’s go."

After completing these tasks, and not seeing any players coming down, Su Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief and commanded the Skeleton Army to rush deeper into the cave.

...

Around the edge of the cave, nearly a hundred people stood encircling it, with dozens of mage players casting spells into the cave without holding back, causing explosions one after another. However, their vision was obstructed by a dark curtain, and they couldn’t see what was happening inside.

"Leader Dai, what should we do? We can’t go on like this, our brothers are sustaining too many casualties, and now no one dares to jump down anymore..."

One of the mage players, unable to stand it any longer, frowned and couldn’t help urging Dai Xuan, who was standing beside him, hoping he would give up this dangerous terrain.

"This is infuriating!"

Having heard his subordinate, Dai Xuan’s face darkened. His losses were heavy, something he had not anticipated.

The reason Dai Xuan had been able to return was because he remembered the ten Undead skeletons that surrounded the two women. On the entire God-Demon Continent, only Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained had the power to summon so many Undead skeletons. Seeing how much attention the two women paid to the cave, it wasn’t hard to guess that Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained was inside this cave at this moment!

The saying goes ’an enemy’s presence is particularly enraging,’ and Dai Xuan was feeling exactly that. He was itching to capture Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained right now and let the kid know what happens when you cross him!

Now that he’d realized this, how could Dai Xuan let such a great opportunity slip away? So he led his men back again. But to his surprise, the two women were gone, only the ten skeletons remained, standing like puppets in the ground, motionless.

After casually slaughtering the ten bothersome skeletons, Dai Xuan turned his attention back to the seemingly bottomless dark hole.

But then.

A chilling scene unfolded.

Despite his men using a do-or-die tactic, they could not conquer the dangerous cave. Not one of these mage players survived.

"Let’s try one last time, if it still doesn’t work, we’ll give up this place!"

Dai Xuan knew all too well that his team couldn’t take much more. The players around him had lost their former enthusiasm, their fear plainly visible in their eyes. But he couldn’t bear to admit defeat, not after such a great cost had been paid. How could they just abandon everything halfway!

"You, you, you, step forward!"

Dai Xuan picked out three robust warrior players and ordered them to make one final attempt.

These three players reluctantly approached the cave entrance. Despite the area having been previously bombarded with magical projectiles, they were still unwilling to risk their lives. However, under the menacing watch of the leader, they overcame their inner fears, shut their eyes tightly, and jumped down.

Death is but a prelude to revival, what’s there to fear!

However.

Fate is always ready to play tricks on people.

All three, braced for certain death, didn’t expect to survive this time.

"We’re alive!"

"Haha, none of us died!"

The three players miraculously escaped death. Crawling out from the rubble, they embraced each other in excitement but then quickly let go, disgusted, as they remembered they were hugging men. They hurriedly wiped their palms.

Immediately afterward, not minding that they had lost most of their health points, they picked up torches and began waving them above to signal.

...

"Leader, look, they’re alive!"

The mage player shouted excitedly, pointing at the cave. Three spots of light were moving in a pattern, the special code Dai Xuan had arranged beforehand.

"Quick, everyone get down there!"

Dai Xuan issued the command without hesitation. Nearly a hundred players jumped down in succession. It didn’t take long for the lights below to almost join up, painting the dark curtain red.

It was clear that all his subordinates had landed safely!

"Indeed, this move was the right one."

A cold smile played on Dai Xuan’s lips as he gazed down the dark mouth of the cave and muttered to himself, "Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained. I’d like to see where you’ll run to!"

"Plop."

Under the watchful eyes of his players, Dai Xuan took the leap and inevitably crashed onto the pile of stones, his health plummeting by half.

"Leader, there’s a light deep down here; those two women must still be inside!"

The mage player couldn’t wait to share his discovery with Dai Xuan, afraid another player might beat him to it.

"What are you all waiting for, go after them!"

While replenishing his health, Dai Xuan directed his players to form up and chase after the lights ahead.

But then.

Before they made it far, they were enveloped by a thick fog.

"Damn it, we’re cursed!"

"Me too!"

"Damn my luck; hit by three curses in a row!"

The players’ cries of dismay filled the air, causing Dai Xuan to frown.

"Strange, why is there so much Power of Curse here? And how did those two women get through?"