"Fuck, you can’t play like this!"

"System, this BOSS is definitely cheating, I want to file a complaint!"

"Since when can a BOSS transform twice? Isn’t that nonsense? Have you considered the players’ feelings at all? Ridiculous!"

When players saw that the Skeleton Saint had undergone a massive transformation, they instantly exploded in frustration. Just as they were about to claim victory, this twist occurred, how could it not infuriate them!

"Haha, guys, don’t get too down just yet. Although the BOSS has gotten bigger, its health hasn’t been restored. Keep fighting, and victory will still be ours!"

A sharp-eyed player spotted this critical detail and exclaimed excitedly. The others reluctantly accepted this fact and mustered up their courage to continue their assault on the Skeleton Saint.

"Ignorant race!"

After the shrinking potion wore off, the Skeleton Saint had transformed into its complete form and had regained its full strength. It looked down at these weak humans with pity in its eyes, its killing intent intensifying. Then, it unleashed a massive sword strike that swept across, the invisible sword energy blasting the ground in the distance, creating a large trench.

In an instant, the terrifying power contained in the sword energy erupted, and hundreds of players were instantly killed, unable to react. They fell crisply to the ground, the scene utterly spectacular.

"My god, this guy is so fierce! What level of BOSS is this? Terrifying!"

"Heavens, how can anyone defeat such a perverted skeleton? We might as well give up!"

"Give up? After pushing it this far, you’re telling me to give up? How would you explain this to our fallen brothers?"

"Enough talk! After the BOSS used its powerful move, it must be in a weak state. We can’t miss this rare opportunity!"

The players suppressed the fear in their hearts and gathered their courage once more to continue charging at the Skeleton Saint.

Unfortunately.

They had overlooked the forces under the Skeleton Saint.

Eager to protect their master, the Army of the Undead fearlessly and fiercely rushed to the front, blocking the players’ path, and a new round of fierce fighting began. ƒreewebɳovel.com

With its towering stature, the Skeleton Saint now had a larger attack range, making it much easier to deal with these desperate players. The situation on the battlefield started to tilt continuously in favor of the Undead, with players suffering heavy casualties.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Countless players still charged into the dark abyss, their desperation simply too crazy!

...

"Damn, this guild really does have an iron resolve. They won’t stop until they’ve killed the Skeleton Saint!"

Su Ran felt a surge of admiration. The cohesiveness of this guild was extraordinary; they were truly rare in their willingness to risk their lives. However, their target of attack this time, the ultimate BOSS of the Undead, destined their effort to defeat the BOSS to failure.

The Skeleton Saint had survived in Demon Tower for tens of thousands of years. To think that they could defeat this ultimate BOSS with mere tactics of overwhelming numbers? What a joke!

However.

The players’ suicidal assault actually benefited Su Ran. With the system continuously tallying, the death count easily broke through the hundred thousand mark, and the numbers were still refreshing continuously. Su Ran felt an unexpected burst of joy, his eyes brimming with laughter.

Just as Su Ran had predicted, the outcome of this battle had no suspense; it ended with the player’s failure. Under the leadership of the Skeleton Saint, the dignity of the Undead was upheld, and they proved to the Human Race that the Undead were no longer a race to be trifled with!

"Ah!!!!"

The Skeleton Saint, stepping on a pile of player corpses, couldn’t help but roar out loud as if declaring victory in this battle and venting the humiliation of being sealed for tens of thousands of years.

"My lord Skeleton Saint, would you like some graveyard grass to alleviate your fatigue?"

Su Ran, ignoring the mess on the ground, hurried over to the Skeleton Saint and pulled out a handful of graveyard grass from beneath him, respectfully handing it over.

This Skeleton Saint was the supreme leader of the Army of the Undead, and nothing could go wrong. Now, it only had one-third of its health left. If another wave of players were to attack, it would indeed be dangerous.

Who knows if this BOSS had any life-saving skills? It was better to be cautious!

"Skeleton Warrior, you’ve gone to great lengths."

The Skeleton Saint accepted the graveyard grass, politely thanked him, then stuffed all the grass into its mouth and began chewing loudly.

That sound was too satisfying.

They say a small gift sent from afar shows deep affection. Su Ran’s timely aid was even more significant here.

The Skeleton Saint’s eating could only be described as wolfing down. After Su Ran handed him another large handful of graveyard grass, he took out the Corpse Soul Pot and began to convert the floating souls. Of course, he couldn’t overlook the equipment dropped by the dead players.

And speaking of which.

With Su Ran’s thorough search, the haul was beyond his imagination; he had found five golden pieces of equipment, not to mention the lower-tier ones.

The players from major guilds had much higher quality equipment than solo players, something Su Ran was now deeply aware of.

"Haha, my wealth value is going to skyrocket, thrilling!"

Looking at his current quest progress, Su Ran saw a record of 320,000, making him so happy he couldn’t close his mouth.

A million? It wasn’t even half a day’s work, and he had completed a third of it. Who else could claim such a feat?!

At this moment, Su Ran was full of vigor, especially when he thought about the possibility of his illness being cured; he was incredibly excited. This experience was something ordinary people couldn’t comprehend.

It had to be said, the opening of the prophecy of demons was timely, coinciding with the Skeleton Saint’s slaughter of the Human Race. Su Ran felt incredibly fortunate—if the Pet Island were to open followed by the martial arts competition, where could he find so many players?

It’s like having someone bring you a pillow when you’re dozing off!

Seeing that no players dared to venture here again, Su Ran silently walked to a secluded corner, reclaimed his identity as Overturning Water, and opened the world channel, ready to lure another wave.

However, what troubled Su Ran was that these players, having suffered a significant setback, would be hard to bait again. This would certainly increase the difficulty of his task.

But before Su Ran could prepare his speech, he unexpectedly found that his name Overturning Water Can’t Be Regained was all over the world channel. It was hard not to notice.

"Overturning Water Can’t Be Regained, you scum, have the guts to sneak attack but not to admit it? Trash!"

"So you’re Overturning Water Can’t Be Regained. I thought you were an example for the Human Race, but it turns out you’re this kind of scoundrel!"

"Overturning Water the traitor has completely become a lackey for the Army of the Undead, betraying our Human Race. Everyone, be careful!"

"Tiger Supreme Guild officially issues a wanted notice for Overturning Water Can’t Be Regained. Whoever finds his coordinates gets a reward of 500 gold coins! Kill this person and present video screenshots to receive 3000 gold coins! This bounty is long-term valid, all explanatory rights belong to Withered Fish, the guild leader!"

"Oh my, I’m famous again!"

Su Ran realized that the revenge of the Tiger Supreme Guild had begun.