Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1380 - 1275: The Fat Man Seeks Revenge (Two in One)_2

Chapter 1380: Chapter 1275: The Fat Man Seeks Revenge (Two in One)_2

"Kill him, he’s just scum, death is too good for him!"

Su Ran sneered. "You’re just too kind. Letting someone like him go free is no different from releasing a tiger back into the mountains. He’ll turn around and snitch to the Dancing Demons guild. Then, we’ll only be at a disadvantage. It’s better to act first before they can bite back!"

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The Creamy Dude wasn’t stupid, how could he not understand what Su Ran was saying? But he had already let that fatso go. To chase after and kill them all, wouldn’t that be branding himself with a reputation for treachery?

"It’s fine, you were the one who let them go, not me. Let them curse all they want; it won’t cost us any flesh."

Su Ran guessed where the Creamy Dude was feeling conflicted and laughed heartily. "I’m the victim and I don’t care, so you should stop worrying about such trivial matters. Let’s put this behind us. I have something to show you."

With that, Su Ran’s hand produced several white cards, fanning them out like a hand of poker, his excitement obvious.

"Are these... scorecards?"

The Creamy Dude was seeing this sort of thing for the first time. Since they dropped from the fatso and his cronies, they were almost certainly the scorecards the fatso mentioned before.

"Right you are, but unfortunately, there’s no prize."

Su Ran tucked the scorecards away and laughed. "These are great treasures. They are already explained above, can be exchanged with NPCs for rare items. Here in this place, every person you kill is recorded. The more lives you collect to exchange for scorecards, the rarer the setting. It seems the system encourages us to kill more here, but of course, we must also be careful not to get killed."

"What’s so great about this setup? It’s full of flaws, just station a bunch of people in front of the NPC, and others won’t be able to exchange their scorecards. What’s the use of killing more people?"

The Creamy Dude immediately spotted the flaws in the quest. This was a storyline that only those with power and influence could play; they had no chance of participating here!

"You think of this, and the system wouldn’t?"

After pondering for a moment, Su Ran continued. "They could designate the area around the NPCs as a safe zone, where fighting is forbidden, and offenders would be punished by the system. They might even set the NPCs to spawn randomly, so no one knows where an NPC will appear next. Then, these kinds of loopholes wouldn’t exist."

"Let’s hope so."

The Creamy Dude detested this kind of killing game, even abhorred it. If not for Overturning Water by her side, she probably would have returned to Imperial City already. She looked at Su Ran seriously and asked, "The ability you have that makes pets explode, is that a Blood Curse? I haven’t seen you use it yet."

"Yep, that’s the one. It’s the Blood Curse skill I told you about when you switched to Blood Curse Master. The explosion damage is quite decent."

Su Ran was very pleased with this Blood Curse ability, having kept it as a trump card and sparingly used it; attaching this ability to a Five-clawed Bone Dragon would be like detonating an atomic bomb, right?

"I remember this ability has defects, doesn’t it?"

The Creamy Dude was envious of the power of this Blood Curse. As a Blood Curse Master herself, she hadn’t managed to acquire this skill, and it was disheartening, to say the least.

"Of course, it has defects. But buddy, I’ve got plenty of pets, so these defects are negligible."

Su Ran released the Blood Curse skill for her to study more closely; it was a key piece of knowledge that might be on a test later.

**Blood Curse** (Special)

Summon a surge of Blood Curse power, infuse it into a designated Summoned Beast, activating the Blood Curse power to make the beast explode. The damage caused by the explosion is 150% of the pet’s maximum attack, the attack range is 3x3, crit +3, knockback +2, and the skill cooldown is 30 minutes. Note: Once the Blood Curse power is summoned, if a Summoned Beast isn’t designated within ten seconds, it will backfire on the caster and explode, resulting in death.

"Fine, the next time you use this skill, I’ll clear out your Summoned Beasts first, making it backfire and explode on you, then we’ll see if you can still be smug!"

The Creamy Dude gave Su Ran a scornful look. With such a fatally flawed ability, most would hate to take the secret to their grave, but this guy, after showing it once, seemingly not satisfied, showed it again, as if afraid others won’t know about it!

...

Just then, within the dilapidated ruins of a palace, a light flashed, and a corpulent figure emerged from nothingness.

Upon seeing the person’s appearance, the surrounding players were first stunned and then wore expressions of schadenfreude.

"Yo, yo, yo, isn’t this Big Fatso? What’s up, got a taste of your own medicine, huh? Leading dozens of lackeys and forgot your own name, now look at you, stripped to bare command, let’s see how you flex your muscles now!"

"Hahaha, Big Fatso, now you know what it means to go from joy to sorrow, don’t you?"

At this moment, the one who had been teleported back was that very Big Fatso whom Su Ran had killed. Oddly enough, he didn’t respawn in the Imperial City but continued to appear in this Rift Space.

"What the hell are you all laughing at? You’ll have your time to cry!"

Enraged, Big Fatso’s cheeks trembled uncontrollably. Without another word, he turned and walked away, ignoring the whooping players as if fleeing the scene.

"Psh, acting all high and mighty, just wait until I encounter him outside, I’ll make sure he knows what’s up!"

"You? You’d struggle to beat him one-on-one. If he pulls a ’Mount Tai crushing down’ move, let’s see if you can handle it!"

"I wouldn’t use guerrilla tactics on him anyway. Who’d be dumb enough to face him head-on?"

...

"Overturning Water Can’t Be Regained, you’re ruthless!"

With hatred surging in his heart, Big Fatso walked through the royal palace, "Wasting my precious chance to respawn, all my men lost, this grudge, I simply cannot tolerate! Overturning Water Can’t Be Regained, since you’ve shown no mercy, don’t blame me for being unrighteous!"

"Ah..."

Anger turned into a roar, the shouts echoing and reverberating through the palace, startling several bats.

"Who’s making that noise? Don’t they know this is Dancing Demons territory?"

A player wielding a long spear strode out. Seeing Big Fatso, he frowned, "Fatty, this isn’t where you should be. Scram, or else don’t blame me for being inhospitable!"

"Brother, is Leader Dai around? I have urgent matters to report."

One second Big Fatso was seething with rage, the next he flashed a sycophantic smile, his ability to flip his demeanor was unparalleled.

"Leader Dai is not someone you can just see whenever you feel like it," the player had no intention of giving Big Fatso any face, poking Big Fatso’s belly with the spear, only to have it bounce back. The elasticity was remarkable, indicating there was more than just waste under the skin, but layers of fat too.

"Well, about that, cut me some slack, will you? Here, this gold is for your hard work. Standing all day can be tough. Take a break, put up your feet."

Big Fatso handed over a hefty amount of gold coins, grinning ear to ear, while cursing in his mind.

"Brother Fatty, you’re being too formal. We’re all family here. How could I take your money? Go straight ahead and report your urgent matter. Leader Dai is just around the corner to the right, by the second teleportation array. Remember, don’t do anything foolish. If you anger Leader Dai, I won’t be able to protect you!"

Although the player’s words were polite, he pocketed the gold coins so fast one could barely follow with the eyes, and after stashing them away, he indicated the way forward, "Brother Fatty, let me take you there. Best not to run into any other fellows and lose more money; that wouldn’t be good."

After receiving the money, the player was all about loyalty, considering everything for Big Fatso, even such a minor matter as leading the way was thought through thoroughly, impressive indeed.

"Great, thank you so much."

Under his guide, Big Fatso smoothly entered the second teleportation formation and without hesitation stepped onto it, getting transmitted immediately.

In that instant, Big Fatso was hoping that this wouldn’t turn out to be a death trap; he had already lost his chance to respawn, and dying now would mean no returning to this Rift Space!

As it turned out, the player hadn’t lied. In his field of vision, he already saw the figure riding atop a Red Gold Cloud Tiger.

What shocked Big Fatso was the sight opposite Dai Xuan: a huge cage containing a wild beast with the body of a lion and a tiger, adorned with a pair of black wings, its appearance utterly awe-inspiring.

If Su Ran were here, he would undoubtedly exclaim in shock. This beast was none other than the Beast Soul Evil Spirit obtained by the Western Monk at the cost of his life. Why it was locked up there and who had the power to do it, as well as what Dai Xuan intended by standing opposite the Evil Spirit, remained a mystery.