Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1513 - 1367: Misfortune Descends (Two in One)

"Ha ha ha, how absurd, I’m already a dead prisoner, and yet betraying the clan is still not allowed?"

Sang Ze’s eyes showed a mocking look, his expression was very agitated, "Why is it always your family’s good fortune? Following your orders as if you are some god king?"

"Sang Ze, do not pride yourself on your sharp tongue. I may not be a god king, but dealing with you is more than enough!"

Amu God King let out a Roar, leaping through the air towards Sang Ze, a divine sword appearing in his hand, its sword qi shining brightly, clearly not an ordinary item.

"No wonder you are so tough, it turns out you’ve got an extra weapon. But even so, what can you do? A defeated subordinate, do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?"

Sang Ze laughed coldly, transforming a grey airflow into a long stick and charging at Amu God King. The clash between the two was imminent.

...

Inside the Thunder Pool.

Su Ran, relying on the Heavenly Thunder Bead’s lightning avoidance divine effect, smoothly reached the bottom of the Thunder Pool. Along the way, he encountered many Thunder Spirits, frolicking in groups within the pool, very lively, yet none dared to approach Su Ran, let alone launch an attack.

"Where exactly is the Thunder Heart Stone?"

Because of the lightning fluid and the sound of thunder concealing everything, Su Ran was unclear about what was happening outside, and thus did not know the two NPCs had once again started their love-hate struggle. He moved quickly at the bottom of the pool, searching for the so-called Thunder Heart Stone.

In Su Ran’s mind, the Thunder Heart Stone was just an ordinary brick in appearance, nothing special. What surprised him was that there was no trace of the Thunder Heart Stone to be found at the bottom of the pool, which was as clean as clouds and void of any debris. If there were stones mixed in, it would be very obvious at a glance.

"Could it be..."

While searching, Su Ran muttered to himself, "Do I have to defeat these Thunder Spirits before the Thunder Heart Stone will drop?"

But what if provoking these spirits led to other complications?

This is a forbidden realm of the God Race, definitely not as simple as imagined. If one were to underestimate the Thunder Pool, a chain reaction could occur, and in the end, one would be the one to suffer!

"Now this is troublesome."

Just as Su Ran was hesitating, a series of dull Thunderstorm sounds came from above the Thunder Pool, grabbing his attention.

He saw a grey figure plummet into the Thunder Pool. But this fellow was not as lucky as Su Ran; without the protection of the Heavenly Thunder Bead, he had to endure the pain of lightning tempering the body. Moreover, all Thunder Spirits pounced on him, launching a concentrated attack, causing explosive sounds like setting off firecrackers, incessantly crackling.

"Damn, has Sang Ze lost his mind?"

Su Ran swam over in surprise; he didn’t want to see Sang Ze die – the man had yet to tell him how to remove the Divine Curse. It was not too late to die after the curse was lifted!

But at that moment, Sang Ze let out a Roar, and a grey airflow condensed into an oval light shell around him. After blocking the incoming lightning strikes, he quickly shot out of the Thunder Pool. The reaction Sang Ze exhibited left Su Ran dumbfounded.

"What’s happening here? Did they start fighting again?"

With this thought, Su Ran had no time to look for the Thunder Heart Stone, quietly surfacing to peer through the dense lightning arcs at the scene outside, where he discovered the battling figures of Amu God King and Sang Ze.

Unexpectedly, Amu God King’s strength had soared dramatically, and he was now suppressing Sang Ze. Compared to their previous major battle, it was like they were completely different.

In the next moment, Su Ran found the answer; the divine sword in Amu God King’s hands caught his attention. With the sharpness of the sword, what Sang Ze took pride in, his grey airflow was supremely suppressed. This showed that the quality of equipment was the key factor in determining victory and should not be underestimated.

"This is the difference between pay-to-win and free-to-play players. Adding this divine sword, the situation immediately changed; reality is truly harsh."

As an observer, Su Ran easily analyzed the situation, almost hitting the nail on the head. If it continued like this, Sang Ze was doomed to fall into Amu God King’s hands.

"How can this weapon be so sharp!"

Being pressed by someone he had previously defeated, Sang Ze felt ashamed and angry; after a few exchanges, he felt the terror of the divine sword—the sharp sword light was unstoppable, which turned his embarrassment into fear.

"What, you don’t recognize this sword? No wonder you’re blind, not even recognizing the tribal artifact of the God Race, you truly bring shame to our race!"

Amu God King sneered, raising the divine sword, sending out sword beams towards Sang Ze with relentless pressure.

"This can’t be possible!"

Hearing that it was a tribal artifact, Sang Ze completely lost his composure, desperately dodging the tracking sword beams, and argued, "Stop lying, this is not the Red Blood Divine Sword!"

"How naïve. Do you think the God Race’s tribal artifact is only one? After you fall under my sword, I will tell you the answer!"

Seizing the opportunity, Amu God King pressed Sang Ze with a relentless assault. In a short time, the grey airflow surrounding Sang Ze became incredibly thin, on the verge of dissipating.

"Damn, damn it all! If not for the Evil Spirit Beast losing most of its energy, how could I be this weakened! You just wait, one day, I will take your life!"

Enraged, Sang Ze shouted loudly. Seeing the situation was irretrievable, he gave up the struggle and, after leaving a harsh remark, fled disgracefully into the distance.