Online Game: Crazy Skeleton

"About this Drizzling Rain, the guild leader has already ordered that we better not make her an enemy. What we need to do now is wait for this lightning net shield to disappear, or wait for the main force to climb to the top of the mountain. By then, taking down this territory will be much easier!"

The player riding the crane had his eyes shining, and glanced over at Drizzling Rain in the distance, "When the army descends upon the city, with overwhelming superiority, this woman will have to give up. Right now, she’s just making her last struggle!"

"I really can’t understand it; this territory isn’t even Drizzling Rain’s. I have no clue whose life she’s fighting for so desperately."

"Who knows? She might have something going on with the owner of this territory, but that’s none of our business."

"No way, who would dare to take in such a crazy woman?"

"That’s what you don’t get, huh? Look at that figure, that face... tsk tsk..."

However, the player hadn’t finished speaking when a Fire Bundle Strike hit him squarely. He lost control and fell from his mount, giving the Skeleton Archers the opportunity to take advantage of the moment and shoot him into a sieve. His body turned into a corpse and plummeted to the ground.

"Damn it!"

The sight of a teammate who had been alive just moments ago dying right before his eyes sent him into a panic! The player immediately broke into a cold sweat and frantically drove his giant bat away, fearful that Drizzling Rain’s fury might reach him too.

Well, lesson learned, one should not gossip behind others’ backs; it could cost you your life!

Seeing these players fleeing from her presence like the plague, Drizzling Rain sneered coldly, with no intention of holding back. She went all out, and together with the Skeleton Archers’ frenzied output, it didn’t take long before these unlucky players had lost over twenty members.

"Damn it, you wretched woman, you don’t know what’s good for you!"

"What do we do, do we go up? If we drag this out, all of us brothers might end up dead here!"

"If you want to go, then go. I want to enjoy the game for a few more years."

"Then forget it, I was just saying. Actually, I don’t dare either; just the thought of the consequences makes me shiver..."

The remaining players fled chaotically through the air, none daring to fight back, lending the tense and serious territorial battle an absurd air. This also alleviated the pressure on the Skeleton Archers defending the village considerably.

As players continued to die in the sky and their bodies fell to the ground, Drizzling Rain, having killed too many, saw her name turn blood red. Coupled with her ferocious expression, she looked like a bloodstained demon descended upon the world.

However,

the good scene did not last long.

Even with her fierce offensive, Drizzling Rain couldn’t prevent the determination of these players’ joint forces to capture the territory. Players from all directions had steadily climbed to the summit, with their battle cries thunderous like a surging wave, madly rushing towards Skeleton Village.

"It’s over."

Drizzling Rain felt utterly despondent; the situation before her was no longer within her control. So many players contending for a village less than level 5 meant there was no suspense left.

"Little Brother Su, your sister can only help you up to here. As for the outcome, I can only leave it to fate."

With a sigh, Drizzling Rain realized that the situation was determined and stopped attacking. At this point, she was in grave danger with a frighteningly red name. The death penalty must have peaked, and if she died, the loss would be huge, an outcome she didn’t wish to see.

"Screech!"

As if sensing its owner’s thoughts, the phoenix soared higher, distancing itself from the noisy battlefield below, watching from high above in the sky.

"Little Brother Su, if you don’t come back soon, you won’t even get to see the last sight of your territory."

...

"Why hasn’t this guy appeared yet?"

Shuxin, mingled within the crowd, murmured to herself. Players were almost breaking into the territory, yet there hadn’t been a sign of that skeleton, which made Shuxin draw a soul in her heart.

"Could it be that the kid has set up some traps inside the village?"

"Impossible."

Shuxin had barely had the thought before she negated it herself. Su Ran was just a poor kid; he muddled through the game by sheer fluke, he couldn’t possibly have some heaven-defying ability!

However, upon seeing the dead silent village, Shuxin couldn’t help feeling strangely tense, with irritation inexplicably mounting inside her, so much that she couldn’t understand why herself.

Forcing down the unease in her heart, Shuxin sent out a message with only eight characters—

All is well, no need to rush. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Haha, brothers, victory is in sight. Seize the territory and implement the ’Three Alls’ policy!"

"Three Alls? What beautiful girls could there be in this wretched territory? Even if there were any, they’d be skeleton frames, and they’re all yours, hahaha!"

As the army was about to conquer the territory, the players became increasingly excited, even finding the heart to crack jokes; in their view, the territory was soon to change hands!

It’s no wonder the players felt this way. The entire territory was defended by only an electrical grid barrier and two skeleton archers working tirelessly to guard the village. Against the tens of thousands in the army, such defenses were like paper windows, easily pierced with a poke!

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

The two skeleton archers diligently guarded their territory, showing no change in expression or heartbeat as they faced the massive invading army. Their sharp arrows rained down like a sudden shower into the midst of the player coalition. Sometimes having many targets was beneficial; there was no need to aim, randomly shooting could still accurately hit the mark, a shot in the eye or a prick in the butt, easy and pressure-free!

Under the relentless output of the skeleton archers, the players began to suffer casualties. Yet, for the tens of thousands in the grand army, losing a few dozen was inconsequential, mere drizzle. Even a few hundred casualties wouldn’t have changed the prevailing situation. The players relied on brute force to rush forward, quickly arriving in front of the territory, surrounding it entirely.

"Brothers, tear down this damned barrier!"

A player shouted excitedly; it was his first time participating in a territorial battle of this scale. His exhilaration was understandable; the sheer thrill of such an overpowering war scene made even his blood boil. Under his leadership, all players moved at once, directing all their attacks at the electrical grid.

"Zzzzz!"

The electrical grid barrier was surprisingly resilient, not shattering at all. Instead, it discharged countless streams of electricity that shocked the attacking players, depleting a significant portion of their health.

"How is this possible? What material is this crappy barrier made of? It wasn’t destroyed by the blast! What the fuck, it even rebounds the attack, that’s just fucking perverted!"

The frontline warrior players, while dodging arrows shot by the skeleton archers, shouted incredulously. But before they could continue their tirade, massive clouds began to coalesce in the sky above, lightning streaked through them, and a sense of oppression emerged.

Undoubtedly, this was the Guardian Thunder Tower within the territory triggering its group attack skill, Furious Thunderstrike!