Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1505 - 1362: Tricked

"So it turns out that the map of the Divine Blessing Territory was already pried away by that bastard Sang Ze back then!"

Uncle Yu said thoughtfully, "No wonder he was thrown into the Soul Locking Prison, a place not just any criminal can enter!" freewēbnoveℓ.com

"Yeah, indeed. Even you, senior, didn’t end up there but were just locked up in the deadly cells."

Su Ran fervently agreed, glancing at the old beggar beside him. He noticed the old man had no interest in listening to Uncle Yu’s ramblings; instead, he was examining the map closely, his expression revealing it as a most treasured find, which looked incredibly genuine.

"Don’t bring up such things; I’m not at that level yet. I didn’t expect this old fellow to have survived this long, enduring the torment that came from his soul. When it comes to endurance, I truly don’t compare to him!"

Uncle Yu seemed to have thought of something and his expression grew grave, "Now that the Soul Locking Prison has fallen into disrepair with time, and without a divine being’s spirit to maintain it, its ability to lock souls must have greatly diminished. We absolutely cannot let him escape. Otherwise, it would be a major disaster for the God Race; this guy would definitely seek revenge!"

"Then why don’t you seek revenge on the God Race, senior? You’ve also been imprisoned for so long yet your spirit doesn’t seem twisted?"

Su Ran was curious. Both were prisoners, so why was there such a big difference?

"Me? With my paltry skills, I can’t even beat you, let alone take revenge on the God Race. Who would care about me?"

Uncle Yu remembered his prison experiences and became frustrated. Suddenly, he recalled something, perking up with spirit, "Lord, don’t forget to bring back the Repair Liquid from the Trial Space. With it, I’ll possess respectable strength. Even facing the Amu God King, I’d be able to fight!"

"What about compared to Sang Ze?"

"He’s not on the same level. If he were to escape the Soul Locking Prison, the Amu God King wouldn’t stand a chance. He would turn the Celestial Realm upside down!"

"You’re exaggerating. I’ve fought him before, and he wasn’t that impressive. A person who’s blind can’t perform at even half their strength."

Su Ran didn’t take it seriously. If Sang Ze were as formidable as Uncle Yu claimed, he would have long since been reincarnated and not need his protection. Not to mention acquiring such rare architectural plans.

"Blind?"

Uncle Yu paused and pondered, but did not continue on this topic, instead falling silent.

"Senior, do you know about Dark Magic Water?"

Su Ran asked this question that had been on his mind for a while. He had planned to ask Sang Ze, but he felt the guy wasn’t easy to talk to and even if he did ask, he wouldn’t get an answer, so he didn’t waste his breath.

"I don’t know. The God Race doesn’t have such a thing. You should inquire about it with the demonic races."

Uncle Yu responded directly without hesitation, as the name Dark Magic Water felt very unfamiliar to him, leaving no impression whatsoever.

"My lord, I haven’t seen such a thing in the Human Race either. Old Yu is right; such evil objects are likely found among the demonic races. By the way, I can completely construct from this blueprint. The construction of the Divine Blessing Territory is very specialized; it doesn’t need to occupy terrain and won’t take too long."

The old beggar intervened at this point, his tone exceedingly confident. He had fully understood the architectural designs on the map, and he was certain he could execute the construction!

"Then that’s great, please trouble you, elder."

Su Ran was overjoyed and wanted to see how the Architectural Grandmaster would construct this special blueprint. He had been fortunate enough to witness it once before; it was like creating a work of art, providing a visual feast that made the entire process feel anything but dull. As for the dark magic water, now was not the time to be probing for information—it would be better to discuss that matter later.

"Okay!"

The old beggar stretched his limbs and, only once he was at the peak of his energy, did he use the blueprint. However, an accident occurred before he could even start.

The blueprint turned into a streak of crimson light and shot up into the sky. In an instant, a fiery red light barrier formed, enveloping the entire territory with a thick fog of flame, shrouding the land in a subdued haze that felt notably oppressive.

"Damn, this old man’s architectural skills are absolutely incredible! To complete the construction right from the start, that’s just badass!"

Su Ran didn’t understand what was happening, but seeing the extensive changes, he mistook it for a divine blessing and enthusiastically praised it, thoroughly impressed with Lu Yue’s construction skills.

"Something isn’t right, there’s a problem with this blueprint!"

The old beggar became flustered; as an Architectural Grandmaster, he knew very well what this change signified. Without considering anything else, he shouted anxiously, "Lord, this is a fake blueprint, you’ve been duped!"

"What?"

The surprise on Su Ran’s face instantly froze, and he looked at the fiery red mist in disbelief. When the mist touched the buildings, he clearly saw their material deteriorating bit by bit. Even the Sky-reaching Vine, which was in the midst of evolving, showed signs of distress. This confirmed the old beggar’s words—the blueprint was a fake!

He had been deceived by that bastard Sang Ze!

Not wanting to give up, Su Ran opened the territory’s attribute panel and then discovered the malicious nature of this curse trap. The territory would not be destroyed, but the curse status remained attached. This meant that the fiery red mist would persist indefinitely, eating away at the buildings until the curse was lifted.

Damn it, things have gone seriously wrong!

"Old sir, what should we do now? We can’t just watch the territory suffer like this, we must find a solution!"

Su Ran was getting edgy. He had invested a lot of effort into Skeleton Village, and without intervention, the village would certainly be ruined.

"Lord, no need to panic, although this fire mist has a corrosive nature, its effect is only significant on buildings and is too weak to harm the village’s foundation for the time being. However, if this goes on for too long, it’s hard to say," the old beggar admitted to making a mistake and was determined to rectify it. He took out a special talisman and said with resolve, "I have a Fortitude Talisman that can hold for three more hours. If push comes to shove, I will use it!"

"We don’t need to worry just yet. Let’s save it for the last resort. It would be best if we can find a solution."

Su Ran couldn’t let the old beggar waste such a precious talisman and asked tentatively, "Do you know how to break this curse?"

This was the first time Su Ran encountered such a situation, and even the old beggar had been misled, which meant that falling for the trap was almost unavoidable, with no use in regretting it now.

With this in mind, Su Ran gradually came to terms with the situation and calmed down. He believed that nothing was absolute; where there was a curse, there must be a way to break it. All they needed to do was to find the key to the solution.

He had placed his hope in the old beggar, as an Architectural Grandmaster, he should have a way to deal with this kind of problem.

However, to Su Ran’s disappointment, Lu Yue shook his head, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Now they were really in trouble!