"Haha, nothing beats the thrill of the BOSS taking action! These guys are in for some bad luck now!"

As a bystander, Su Ran felt his very marrow boil with excitement from such a visually stimulating scene, itching to throw himself into the battlefield and vent out the impulse in his heart.

"Damn, it’s time to farm the BOSS!"

"Mage brothers, come help us quickly, this BOSS is too ferocious, we can’t beat it!"

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"What time is it now, and you’re still considering these things? If a treasure drops, you guys pick first!"

The damage output of the Skeleton Saint was too fierce, and the warriors simply couldn’t withstand it. What made them even more panicked was the Army of the Undead surrounded them with an enveloping assault, and the shadow of death began to brew in their hearts, giving rise to the urge to retreat.

"Haha, that’s just the word I was waiting for!"

The mages stopped giving the players a hard time, all at once changing their attack targets. A swath of magical attacks rained down on the Army of the Undead’s camp, drawing the hatred towards them and incidentally alleviating the pressure on the warrior teams.

"Tsk tsk, daring to use the Crowd Technique in such a situation, tired of living, eh?"

As the saying goes, the observer is clear-headed while the player is confused. Su Ran saw right through the situation on the battlefield. By now, all the players had been surrounded by the Undead, and the encirclement was steadily shrinking, leaving them no hope of escape. Even if they fought with all their might, they couldn’t change the outcome of their impending annihilation. What they were doing was nothing more than a death struggle.

Nothing could be done, the number of Skeleton Saint’s army was simply too vast; with the players’ meager forces, the Skeleton Saint probably didn’t even take them into consideration.

"We can’t hold on, there are too many Undead monsters!"

"Who’s so heartless to draw all the hatred of this group of Undead here? Damn, isn’t this asking for death?"

"Run, run, run!"

The players, finally sensing something was amiss, realized the direness of their situation. Overwhelmed by the absolute disadvantage, they crumbled and hastily rushed towards the portal to escape.

"Did you really think you could come and go in the Dark Abyss as you please? Die!!!"

The Skeleton Saint’s eyes flashed with bloodthirsty ferocity, his giant scythe’s edge breathed deadly energy. Accompanied by an angry roar, the magic soldier swung fiercely, unleashing a terrifying wave of sword energy that slashed through the crowd with a whoosh.

The fleeing players couldn’t withstand such a violent might and were instantly killed, their bodies falling to the ground as corpses.

In an instant, the atmosphere became eerily quiet.

The surviving players, witnessing the Skeleton Saint’s terrifying power, were dumbfounded. They now understood that a BOSS of this level was far beyond their current ability to handle!

With this small force daring to enter the Dark Abyss, it was nothing short of a huge joke!

Once the ultimate move was deployed, the warrior team was entirely wiped out, leaving only the mage team desperately holding on, their demise a mere matter of time. Under the Skeleton Saint’s oppression, the group of mages completely lost their will to fight, their magic attacks chaotic and disordered, some even waved their staffs wildly in terror, screaming ceaselessly, painting the entire space with a thick layer of the color of death.

"This is so unsatisfying, the battle has ended just as it began..."

Su Ran looked on regretfully as the players were being hunted down, having to admit that his expectations of these people were too high, resulting in the battle not meeting his psychological expectations.

The outcome was already determined, and the mage players couldn’t change their fate. All that remained was a matter of time.

Just when Su Ran felt that this farce should come to an end, the portal flickered again, and in an instant, a large number of players charged through, their battle cries resounding continuously as they surged toward the vast group of Undead ahead.

In the ambush by the players, the formation of the Army of the Undead was immediately scattered, and the situation was turned around once again, even the group of mages who had been trapped sensed a hope for survival.

"Brothers, rescue us first!"

A mage couldn’t help but shout out, hoping to receive aid from his fellow comrades; he had had enough of the mental torture and secretly vowed in his heart that as long as he could escape, he would ensure these despicable Undead would not die well!!!

The other mages also called out for help, their intense will to live driving them to fight back even harder.

Unfortunately.

The Skeleton Saint would not allow his prey to escape so easily, he snorted coldly, and immediately issued the order. The Army of the Undead swarmed in for the attack. How could these weak mages withstand the onslaught of the Undead? They were quickly slaughtered to none left, bodies piled on the ground.

"Haha, another hundred to the count!"

The more intense the war became, the more excited Su Ran grew; if the Dark Abyss could be turned into Asura Hell, what a delight that would be!

As long as the war continued, the greater the chance Su Ran had to complete his mission, and possibly amass a fortune from the war. This kind of no-loss business was not something Su Ran was willing to just let end.

Both sides engaged in furious slaughter, the scene was so shocking. The large group of players charged at the surrounding Undead like madmen, literally gambling with their lives; they abandoned all defense, focusing solely on killing!

This battle, the thrill of it, the delight in the killing! Su Ran’s Soul Fire flickered in his eyes, wishing he could also hoist his scythe and charge into the fray, to battle to the death!

This is what you call slaughter, this is what you call war!

Moreover, the portal kept flickering, and more and more players poured in, almost filling the entire Dark Abyss!

"This is the action of the big guilds; it seems they have gone all out to get the first kill of the Skeleton Saint."

Su Ran, as a bystander, had already noticed something off, the way the players were so organized and disciplined in their fight to the death, and in such large numbers, there must be someone controlling all this!

As for which guild it was, that was not Su Ran’s concern. For him, the more players there were to attack, the better; the more, the merrier!

The war had reached a climactic state, the ground thickly layered with corpses and skeletons. Countless players had died under the great skeletal scythe of the Skeleton Saint, and a myriad of players throwing their lives away in attempt to whittle down his health bar. If Su Ran hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed it to be true!

To take down this skeleton boss, such extreme measures! It’s madness, pure madness!

It was the first time Su Ran had ever seen players fight to the death, and he was immensely shocked. So, guild members raiding and killing a boss could be this frenzied!

However.

This suicidal zerg rush tactic was not without effect. The Skeleton Saint’s health bar was grinded down little by little to half, making Su Ran ponder, for the sake of killing a single boss, was such a huge sacrifice worth it?

After all, players who were punished by the gods lost a considerable amount with each death, not to mention a loss of ten thousand experience points and an additional 30% increase in their drop rate!

Just when these players thought victory was within reach, the entire skeleton of the Skeleton Saint turned a deep crimson red, and following that, its stature began to rapidly increase. In no time at all, its colossal body was revealed before everyone’s eyes.