Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution

“Oh,” A Silly Cutie responded drowsily before falling back into a deep sleep.

She couldn’t understand why, but somehow she felt more comfortable and warmer than before. However, she was probably too exhausted to give it much thought and continued sleeping in Jiang Cheng’s arms.

Jiang Cheng looked at this silly girl with amusement, impressed by her ability to sleep so soundly in such circumstances.

“Looks like you’re really tired,” Jiang Cheng said, holding A Silly Cutie’s delicate body as he slowly walked forward.

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

Looking at the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance and sensing the movements around him, Jiang Cheng’s teeth slightly parted.

“This road won’t be smooth, but I’ll try not to wake you.”

This road was supposed to be the safest route to Luoyun City, but the area it passed through had an ominous name: Dragon Trap Mountain.

It was said to symbolize that even true dragons could find themselves trapped in shallow waters.

In the expansion, Dragon Trap Mountain was the Black Dragon Pool ten thousand years ago, the dwelling place of black dragons.

Surrounded by mountains on all sides, the entire mountain was shaped like a giant bowl lying flat.

Jiang Cheng’s current position was at the bottom of the bowl.

If there was an ambush here…

There was only one option: slaughter them all!

…

“What… is this?”

Witnessing Jiang Cheng wipe out over a hundred players from the Destruction Legion with a single move, turning the snow within a hundred-meter radius black, Qian Cheng, the leader of the Royal Knight Squad hidden in the shadows, was momentarily stunned.

“What’s going on? Why didn’t it deal any damage?” Vice-leader Bai Zhan was also dumbfounded.

Xie Changkong hadn’t mentioned he had this skill.

Does he have innate magic immunity?

Can he instantly kill hundreds of our players?

Can he turn the snow black within a hundred-meter radius?

How the hell are we supposed to fight this?

This Eight-Corner Destruction Plan that Xie Changkong came up with now seems like a complete joke!

They even worried it wasn’t secure enough and added over a hundred players with control skills to join in.

Now it seems that with just that one move, it doesn’t matter how many people they send within a hundred meters.

“The intelligence was wrong. The Eight-Corner Destruction Plan has failed. Change of plans.”

Qian Cheng, worthy of being the ace legion commander of the Temple, immediately adjusted the plan when things went awry.

However, in his heart, he still didn’t take Jiang Cheng seriously.

After all, such powerful skills generally don’t last too long.

This was a rule set by The Great Wasteland. Even if the Black Skeleton was just an NPC, he still had to follow the rules.

They were only here for temporary command this time, so they didn’t have too much psychological burden.

Most importantly, they had brought quite a lot of Temple members.

“For this operation to eliminate the Black Skeleton and A Silly Cutie, how many people did our Temple mobilize exactly?”

“Reporting to the commander, after Emei Ci’s failure, the president was furious and issued a death order. We must kill the Black Skeleton and A Silly Cutie, so this time, almost all Temple members closest to Blood Void City have come. Although I haven’t counted the exact number, it’s at least no less than ten thousand!” Bai Zhan said with a slight smirk. “Moreover, Great God Emei Ci and the recently defeated Rose Legion are also on their way.”

“No less than ten thousand, plus Great God Emei Ci and 5,000 from the Rose Legion. Hmph, Black Skeleton, oh Black Skeleton, no matter how many divine powers you have, I’m afraid you can’t withstand the most basic human wave tactics.” Qian Cheng sneered after hearing Bai Zhan’s words.

“This is still a game after all, and moreover, it’s a game that emphasizes balance the most. No matter where, having more people always puts you in an invincible position.”

“Naturally, the reason why the Temple can dominate Mythic is because of its vast member base. I believe this legend can continue in The Great Wasteland,” Bai Zhan said confidently. “Cutie Shakes the World, Fist Dominates Mountains and Rivers, they’re nothing but fleeting moments of glory.”

Qian Cheng nodded, then said with a slightly uncomfortable expression, “Speaking of Fist Sage, did our Temple send anyone to intercept him?”

Although he was the commander, Bai Zhan was in charge of intelligence.

So for everything, he still had to ask this vice-commander.

Earlier at the Blood Void Tavern, he had lost so much face to Fist Sage.

Although he appeared unfazed on the surface, he had been brooding over this incident.

Now, he wanted nothing more than to tear off Fist Sage’s ugly face!

“Well… regarding Fist Sage, the president didn’t give any instructions. Because as long as the Black Skeleton and A Silly Cutie die, Fist Sage’s guild alone can’t cause any waves.”

Bai Zhan continued, “Now the Blood Hell Forbidden Land, which used to be the easiest place to get guild establishment tokens, has truly become a forbidden land. The kill order will last for three months, and during these three months, the emergence of guild establishment tokens will likely be very rare.”

“And our Temple has players distributed across one hundred and eight cities. We have people in every city, with dedicated personnel specifically monitoring the stalls, public channels, world chat, and auction houses in each major city. As soon as there’s any hint of a guild establishment token, it will be secured by our Temple immediately.”

“This is something other guilds can’t compare with. These three months will be the Temple’s world.”

After listening, Qian Cheng nodded in deep agreement.

“It’s good to have a big tree to lean on. Fist Sage, Path to Hell, Thousand Miles of Frost, Xia Dongli, and all those Great Gods think they can shake the Temple with their individual strength. In reality, they’re nothing but ants trying to topple a tree.”

“They will never understand that if the Temple wasn’t constrained by its reputation, how could they, mere Great Gods, possibly contend with us?”

“They think the emergence of a Black Skeleton can influence the landscape of The Great Wasteland. This is simply ridiculous.”

Qian Cheng sneered.

Just now, he and the Temple’s president had personally approached Dharma Saint, inviting her to return to the Temple and take up the position of vice president.

But unfortunately, Dharma Saint had coldly refused.

And Dharma Saint’s reason for refusing was that she believed their president was inferior to a skeleton?

Afterwards, the president, unwilling to give up, personally visited Thousand Miles of Frost, only to receive an almost identical answer.

Their president… was inferior to a skeleton?

“Since Dharma Saint, Thousand Miles of Frost, and Fist Sage all believe this Black Skeleton is a true dragon, then today we’ll slaughter this true dragon. Let these Great Gods see that there’s nothing in The Great Wasteland that our Temple can’t accomplish!”

“True dragon?”

Qian Cheng’s eyes focused, then he waved his hand, “Even dragons must bow!”

Instantly, thousands of players hidden in the snow appeared behind him.

At the same time, on the high ground in all directions of Dragon Trap Mountain, shadows of large groups of players appeared.

In an instant, the entire Dragon Trap Mountain was surrounded by Temple players forming a huge circle, with Jiang Cheng at the center.

The vast army of Temple players, like an avalanche, surged down from the snowy mountaintops.

The momentum was earth-shaking.

Feeling the oncoming pressure, the flames in Jiang Cheng’s eye sockets flickered slightly.

Now, Dragon Trap Mountain was filled with Temple players everywhere. A rough estimate put their numbers at least ten thousand.

And the duration of the Demon Lord’s True Form had expired.

As soon as they came down, under the roar of spells, even if Jiang Cheng activated Troll Transformation and turned his weapon into magic resistance armor, his 401 magic defense wouldn’t be enough to withstand the assault.

“Then, strike first for victory.”

Jiang Cheng’s soul flame intensified as he focused on a thousand-man formation to the north. He chanted,

“North Star Flash, divine energy rules the heavens, Heaven’s Spear Red Lightning, mighty transformation of tens of thousands!”

*Neigh*

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, his right hand bone pointed to the sky, and a divine horse’s neigh sounded from the nine heavens above.

His hand bone pointed downward.

*Boom*!

A blazing white lightning bolt descended from the sky, falling into the Temple’s thousand-man formation.

Lightning Strike!

Lightning Steed appeared!

*Boom*!

Double hooves struck the ground, and the earth suddenly shook!

*Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*!

Centered on the blazing white lightning, snow flew everywhere within a hundred-meter radius!

Two hundred and twelve blazing white lightning bolts appeared under the hooves of the Lightning Steed, quickly spreading.

*Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*! *Boom*!

Two hundred and twelve thunderclaps sounded simultaneously, instantly killing three hundred and twenty-seven players!

Countless white lights suddenly flashed.

Qian Cheng and Bai Zhan, hidden in the shadows, were startled.