Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 2517 - 1907: Ancient Battlefield Expedition (2-in-1) (Part 2)
The light rain smiled faintly and said, "It’s hard work exploring the terrain. Don’t let this magical object go to waste."
"Exploring the terrain is just a small task. Next, I’m going to give it my all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ran took out his revolutionary comrade’s novice hoe, his eyes filled with battle intent. He was determined not to miss any graves on the ancient battlefield. He planned to dig them all up!
After all, every grave might contain a shard of the magic mirror. Missing them would be troublesome.
"Give it your all? With a hoe?"
Raindrops gently pattered down. She felt a bit dizzy after hearing this. She had seen people armed with guns and axes conquer the world, but she hadn’t expected Su Ran to wield a hoe—and a novice hoe at that. She didn’t know what to say; where did he get such confidence, holding a hoe?
"Yeah, I’m planning to dig up graves, preparing to empty out all the tombs in this ancient battlefield!"
Su Ran donned the Ancient Battle Bracelet and walked toward the nearest grave. With the bracelet’s protection, even if he dug up demons or monsters, he wouldn’t be afraid at all. There was no need to worry about danger to his life. This was the best way to use the bracelet!
"Little Brother Su, you’re really unconventional. Opportunities are everywhere on this new map, and no one is competing with you, yet you insist on grave digging. I don’t know what to say."
The light rain felt speechless. What’s the benefit of digging graves when exploring the entire map of the ancient battlefield would be much better?
"Patience is a virtue. There’s no rush exploring the map. What if someone else takes these graves first? That wouldn’t be good."
Su Ran was concerned about these graves. While no one else was disturbing him, he intended to dig up as many graves as possible to avoid competition.
"Suit yourself."
Raindrops headed towards the broken soldiers ahead, complaining as she went, "Why don’t you pick up all these pieces of equipment? They’re crafting materials; what a waste!"
"They’re useless. I’ve tried; they’re just decorations that can’t..."
Before Su Ran finished speaking, Raindrops touched the half-visible knife handle.
Suddenly.
The knife handle vanished, and countless blades appeared in the space, shooting toward Raindrops at lightning speed. There was no time to react; even if Su Ran wanted to help, it was already too late. He could only watch as Sister Ting faced a potential catastrophe.
Thankfully.
At that critical moment, Raindrops crushed a piece of Invincible Gold Stone, narrowly escaping disaster and saving her life.
"That was close. I didn’t expect it to be a trap. Almost lost my life here!"
Raindrops’ face turned pale as she hurriedly retreated. After escaping the range of the blade’s attack, her expression finally eased. She spoke with lingering fear, "No wonder you didn’t touch these weapons and equipment; they’re traps enticing people to walk into them!"
"Uh..."
Su Ran finally realized that the reason he hadn’t triggered the trap was because the fusion effect of the little zombie hadn’t worn off. Now he was scared out of his wits.
"Little Brother Su, be careful when grave digging. If you trigger a trap, I can’t save you!"
Raindrops was still frightened. If it weren’t for the Invincible Gold Stone, she might have met a dire end. She could barely protect herself, let alone help Su Ran. She had to candidly warn him so he wouldn’t misunderstand that she wouldn’t help him.
"How will you know unless you try? Sister Ting, stay back to avoid collateral damage."
Su Ran was fully prepared for the trap’s backlash. The fusion time with the little zombie was only five minutes. He couldn’t rely on the little zombie now, only on himself. If these graves also harbored traps, he just had to accept it. He couldn’t act recklessly; the next steps required careful consideration.
"Be careful."
Seeing that Su Ran was determined, Raindrops stopped trying to dissuade him, expecting a miracle to happen.
Luckily.
The system wasn’t insidious to that extent. Su Ran’s grave-digging was relatively smooth, and he didn’t encounter any danger.
Only at this moment did Su Ran completely relax, focusing entirely on grave digging, hoping to uncover top-quality items.
...
While Su Ran was digging graves, nearly ten thousand people had gathered outside.
"Does anyone know how to enter this ancient battlefield? I can’t even find an entrance!"
"Brother, you’re not the only one; we can’t find the entrance either."
"Why is this damn terrain so vast? I’ve circled around for so long and still haven’t seen the end of this golden barrier. It’s ridiculous!"
"Do you think we need to blast through this barrier?"
"Hmm, that’s possible!"
"Why don’t we try it out? Brothers, let’s go! Blast it!"
The players had lost patience under the massive "Ancient Battlefield" sign, unable to find a way forward. They all agreed on this suggestion, unleashing their skills toward the golden barrier.
"Rumble~!!!"
As soon as the barrier was under attack, the sky darkened instantly. Clouds gathered, blocking the sunlight, and lightning began to flash.
Then.
"Crack! Crackle!"
Countless bolts of lightning struck down, aimed at the motley crew, wreaking havoc among the crowd.
Birds struck by lightning got paralyzed, losing their ability to fly and plummeting downward. Players screamed in fear, the gale like sharp daggers hurting their faces. They felt like they were bungee jumping without ropes, scared out of three souls they could barely hold onto.
The heavens showed no mercy to these people. Before birds could recover from paralysis, they had already fallen, crashing down with their masters, cursed by the system into pieces like burst watermelons, staining the ground. The scene was quickly refreshed after being blurred by the system.
Surviving players didn’t dare face the fury of lightning, fleeing promptly and watching the flashing thunder with lingering fear. The three glittering words "Ancient Battlefield" seemed all the more mysterious.
"Can’t be attacked, can’t find the entrance; how on earth do we enter this ancient battlefield?"
"Could it be... we need to gather resistance gear against lightning damage?"
"Not necessarily. When the Great Skeleton God entered the ancient battlefield, there was no sign of lightning. Our solution might be incorrect."
"Hey? Take a look; doesn’t that player look familiar?"
While players were discussing strategies, they unexpectedly noticed a warrior player flying towards the ancient battlefield. He was surrounded by a whirlwind, clearly showing his flight ability was wind-driven.
"Whoa, Hangover Elder! I’ve seen him, absolutely him!"
"Hangover Elder is a wind magic warrior; aside from him, no one else could do that!"
"Even the Hangover Elder is here; do we even stand a chance?"
"Don’t jump to conclusions. The lightning hasn’t finished yet. Even if the Hangover Elder is strong, he can’t withstand it. Just sit back and enjoy the show!"
"True, even if the Hangover Elder can withstand lightning strikes, he can’t break through this golden barrier. It’s all gonna be a joke for us!"
"So... the Hangover Elder becomes a clown?"
"Haha, I’m recording this and posting it on the forum; it’ll definitely go viral!"
None of the players had faith in the Hangover Elder, waiting for him to mess up and become a laughingstock. They were even ready with mocking comments.
However.
To their surprise, the Hangover Elder not only withstood the lightning’s fury but also easily passed through the golden barrier—no trouble at all.
All the players were dumbfounded, the schadenfreude frozen on their faces.
Even witnessing it firsthand, they couldn’t believe it was real. The barrier turned out to be a mere decoration, and lightning couldn’t harm him—utterly unbelievable!
Soon afterward, the lightning ceased, clouds dispersed, skies cleared once more, and the "Ancient Battlefield" sign gleamed brilliantly, dazzling everyone’s eyes.
"I can’t believe this; the lightning won’t come back!"
"If the Hangover Elder can do it, why can’t I?"
"For the ancient battlefield, I’m going all in! Brothers, charge!"
Players once again mustered courage, charging towards the golden barrier.
