Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1371 - 1269: Sacrificing Evil Spirit

"Phew, that was close. Good thing you turned around; that counts as a frontal assault, right? It’s not considered a sneak attack then?"

Su Ran summoned the Sand Puppet and Wang Cai, all the while exclaiming, "You’re even questioning a bro’s character? Sneak attacks? I’m above that kind of behavior!"

Upon hearing this, the Monk from the Western Journey felt like he was coughing up blood. He had seen shameless people before, but never to the extent of Su Ran!

Having lived a long life, the Monk from the Western Journey thought he had seen it all. Yet Su Ran redefined his values and outlook on life, making it utterly impossible to reason with him.

"Thump."

Afflicted by the knockdown effect, the Monk from the Western Journey couldn’t control his body and fell hard onto the stone platform, kicking up a large cloud of dust. Before he could get up, Su Ran’s anxious voice reached him again.

"Brother Monk, watch your right side!"

No sooner had Su Ran finished speaking than the Sand Puppet’s fist, big as a sandbag, smashed into the Monk’s right shoulder, making him feel like he would rather die.

"Ah, it’s rare to find an opponent as kind as me, who even gives a warning before striking. That’s right, isn’t it, Brother Monk?"

Just as Su Ran finished his sentence, as if he had discovered something incredible, he exclaimed, "Brother Monk, watch your left side!"

The Monk from the Western Journey was older and had never encountered anyone as peculiar as Su Ran. His mind was in turmoil, and without thinking, he raised his staff to guard his left side, only to see a dirt dog run by, circle around, and head back.

"Bang!"

Pain erupted in the Monk’s right shoulder once again as the Sand Puppet landed another punch, its force so tremendous that it friction burned across the stone platform, sending him flying nearly three meters.

"Hey, haven’t you ever heard that all’s fair in war? Living for so long and lacking even that bit of common sense, do you still deserve to mix it up in the world?"

Su Ran’s smug tone kept provoking the Monk from the Western Journey. A grand boss battle was turning into a street fight because of Su Ran’s antics, truly impressive in its own way.

The Big Smoker and his group were stunned by Su Ran’s maneuvers, feeling as if they were seeing Su Ran for the first time. It was then they realized that a boss could indeed be fought in such a manner. What an eye-opener...

"The human race must die, must die!"

The Monk from the Western Journey, played for a fool by Su Ran repeatedly, was beyond furious. Flames blazed around him as he slowly levitated, his chilling voice echoing through the space, "Human, you will learn the consequences of angering me!

"Oh, come on, you’re speaking so seriously, as if you’re at a parent-teacher conference. But I don’t want to know, what should we do about that?"

While enraging the Monk from the Western Journey, Su Ran did not forget to command the recently allied Undead skeletons to fight fiercely against their own kind. The Dark Bone Eagle and the eternal venomous serpent continued to play the role of the sneak attacker. He was eager to see what kind of confidence this NPC had!

To Su Ran’s surprise, the Monk was now in an invincible state, impervious to any attacks. It turned out that being invincible was this guy’s confidence...

"I will use my sacred blood to sacrifice to the Evil Spirits. The ultimate fate of the God Race is destruction, and you cannot prevent it!"

The Monk from the Western Journey fell into a mysterious trance, unfazed by Su Ran’s words, mumbling to himself as the flames on his body grew stronger and stronger. Shortly after, blood began to seep from his head and, under the continuous evaporation of the flames, turned into blood-colored steam, flowing down towards the black liquid beneath the platform.

Furthermore, all of the Undead skeletons in the air, as if summoned, exploded one after another. Even the skeletons Su Ran controlled couldn’t escape destiny’s call and returned to their origin.

The entire scene once again became tense, as a terrible conspiracy unfolded. No matter how much Su Ran outputted, she couldn’t stop the monk’s sacrifice.

"Ha-ha, it’s too late to regret now, the sacrifice can’t be interrupted, Evil Spirit’s arrival will mark your doom!"

The monk’s laugh was sickening as he looked at Su Ran with pity, "Even in death, I will make sure you suffer..."

His words cut off abruptly as his voice stopped short, eyes wide with terror.

A murky light burst out from the scythe, ignoring the black flames burning on his body and slamming directly into him, revealing the effects of Petrification. His entire body turned into stone and fell from the sky.

With the monk’s control gone, the churning liquid began to calm, and the state of sacrifice failed again.

"Ha-ha, I told you the Overturning Water brother had a way, that baldy is out of luck meeting Overturning Water!"

"Yeah, brother Overturning Water is simply the monk’s bane, ha-ha-ha, this is just too funny!"

Big Smoke and his three companions had distanced themselves from the situation, eagerly discussing it with great excitement.

"As a member of the God Race, yet attempting to summon Evil Spirits, is that not madness?"

Su Ran tossed out a purple flame, and Netherworld Purple Fire exploded on the spot, trapping the monk inside and eliminating the threat. She couldn’t help but sigh in relief; it was lucky that the Petrification Bead had worked at the critical moment. Otherwise, with the summoning of the Evil Spirit, she would have had a real problem on her hands!

Judging by the NPC’s reverence for the Evil Spirit, it must be a super BOSS capable of destroying even the God Race’s main city, let alone a small skeleton like herself. Scary, time for a bottle of ’82 tap water to calm the nerves...

"What... what sorcery is this?"

After the monk was freed from Petrification, his eyes shone with disbelief. He had been able to disrupt even the most wicked of sacrifices. What was there that this human couldn’t do?

A deep sense of defeat overwhelmed his heart, feeling that his many thousands of years had been lived in vain if he couldn’t even handle one human...

"This isn’t sorcery, monk. This is science. You should look at this problem rationally, you know."

"I don’t care about your science!"

The monk was so furious that his lips trembled, almost suffocating from anger, "Don’t play word games with me! The summoning of the Evil Spirit can’t be stopped by anyone, and you, a mere human, dare to think you can prevent the arrival of the Evil Spirit, ridiculous!"

"Hey, monk, don’t be so hot-tempered. If you get sick from anger, I won’t be responsible, you know!"

"Great Evil Spirit, accept my summons. I will sacrifice the lives of humans..."

At this moment, the monk no longer bothered with Su Ran, and began chanting the spell again. When he reached the part about sacrificing human lives, Su Ran’s heart skipped a beat, and her face turned pale.

"Not good, Wan’er and the others are in danger!"

Su Ran turned her head towards the direction of the four companions, only to see that the four dull grey pillars were now emitting a bright light, with expressions of pain on their faces.

"Damn it!"

Su Ran felt urgency in her heart and couldn’t care about anything else. She commanded her pets to attack the monk with all their might, while she ran towards the four pillars, feeling an immense amount of guilt. If only she had known, she should have rescued them first!

The sacrifice, this damned sacrifice!