Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution

With the world disaster over and his home destroyed, the landscape of The Great Wasteland seemed transformed.

Based on what the players were saying, Jiang Cheng wasn’t sure if those dead players could log back in.

He wanted to know the answer too.

However, he wasn’t someone who liked to wait around.

At this critical moment, The Great Wasteland probably needed rebuilding, and his Luoyun City needed rebuilding as well.

Everything needed restoration. With such a good opportunity, Jiang Cheng figured the Skeleton King of the Skeleton Kingdom wouldn’t let this chance slip by.

The Skeleton King had already revealed its ambitions when it sent forces to attack Ginkgo Village earlier.

Tomorrow’s city attack would certainly draw the Skeleton King’s interference.

Instead of waiting for an attack, he preferred to strike first.

He had accumulated too many enemies. Better to eliminate them one at a time when possible.

This would give him time to prepare for what was coming.

He could already sense many hidden forces in The Great Wasteland gathering to challenge him.

“Future troubles? What future troubles?” A Silly Cutie asked innocently.

“The Skeleton King,” Jiang Cheng said directly.

“The Skeleton King? The one from the Skeleton Kingdom? I’ve heard of it. It seems to be the overlord of this region, should be a level 300 Boss, right? Skeleton Big Brother, can we beat it?”

A Silly Cutie looked worried.

“Even if we can’t defeat it completely, we should at least cripple its power first,” Jiang Cheng said casually.

“Alright, but shouldn’t we say goodbye to them before we leave?” A Silly Cutie pointed toward the cliff.

“No need. Those who understand me don’t need it, and those who don’t understand me need it even less.”

…

“So the world Boss died just like that.” The Twelve Gods at the bottom of the cliff still couldn’t quite adjust to the current situation.

“His technique was simple, but his awareness was extraordinary,” God Hand Illusionist sighed softly. “Old Meng, you’ve fought with him before, how did it feel?”

“Don’t ask me, ask the Housekeeper,” Meng Changqing pointed at Array Emperor.

“Fighting him, I felt completely transparent to his attacks. His extreme reaction speed was definitely divine level, and his methods were always unexpected.”

As one of the Twelve Gods, though Array Emperor was somewhat shameless, he wasn’t a sore loser. For those worthy of respect, he wouldn’t suppress his true feelings or speak insincerely.

A loss was a loss, and inability was inability. He understood this clearly.

“For you, the man who touched the divine realm, to speak this way proves he truly has divine level abilities,” God Hand Illusionist sighed. “It’s just a pity that this time, we didn’t see him use many technical operations. Apart from One Slash Three Cuts and Forced Blade Retraction, the Nine Instant Slashes were impressive, making it hard to gauge his true strength.”

“The Nine Nether Three-Headed Hellwolf was simply too weak,” Jue Ying laughed lightly.

“Forget it, we’re not the only ones who came to be extras. Old He and Little Xue are the same, haha!” Array Emperor suddenly laughed.

“Actually, when you think about it, we didn’t lose out. Earlier in Azure Dragon City, we contributed quite a bit of damage. We’re all on the rankings and got such high rewards. What’s there to be unsatisfied about?”

Emei Ci gazed deeply at the blue figure in the sky, her heart slightly startled. “You’re always ahead of everyone, but you’ve accumulated quite a few enemies. Let’s see how long you can survive.”

“Old He, we’re leaving, see you later.” Xie Changkong waved at the severely weakened Fist Sage.

Ignoring the tension from the others behind Fist Sage, he directly left with Jue Ying, Dharma Saint, and the others.

Although Fist Sage was extremely weak after taking the medicine and had no strength left to fight, and they had eight Gods on their side, it would have been a perfect opportunity to eliminate Fist Sage, Qian Shanxue, and Path to Hell.

But Xie Changkong wouldn’t do such a thing.

Although they were now on opposing sides, the Twelve Gods all respected each other.

They could be merciless on the real battlefield, but at times like this, he felt there was no need.

“Who knows how this disaster will ultimately play out.”

As seven figures disappeared atop the cliff, only Xia Dongli remained behind.

“Xia Dongli, what’s this? You want to take on the three of us?” Qian Shanxue had never liked Xia Dongli. Seeing him stay behind, she thought he wanted to take advantage of Fist Sage’s weakness and immediately confronted him.

“You’re overthinking it,” Xia Dongli glanced at her briefly, dismissing her concern.

“I’m here to buy a Guild Establishment Token.”

Xia Dongli looked at Fist Sage.

“How did you get this information?” Fist Sage was somewhat surprised.

They had indeed obtained three Guild Establishment Tokens in the Blood Hell Forbidden Land, but nobody should have known about this news.

“You still have Guild Establishment Tokens?” When Xia Dongli spoke, Path to Hell and Renegade Desperado’s eyes lit up.

Guild Establishment Tokens were what all the major guilds wanted most right now.

Everyone knew that the Blood Hell Forbidden Land was now sealed off.

In the entire Great Wasteland now, apart from Cutie Shakes the World and Fist Dominates Mountains and Rivers, there wasn’t a third guild!

Just getting one Guild Establishment Token meant you could be the next to rise!

“Since Brother Dongli already knows, I won’t bother hiding it. Indeed, we still have one, but it’s not with me, and its ownership isn’t mine to decide.”

“I’ll offer 1 billion. Old He, sell it to me.” Xia Dongli’s opening offer startled everyone into silence.

1 billion yuan for just a token in the game. These rich people were truly beyond reason.

They hadn’t even opened their mouths and they’d already lost.

“I’d like to sell it, but that’s not possible. The Guild Establishment Token is with him, and I don’t know who he wants to sell it to.”

“You mean the blue skeleton?” Xia Dongli’s expression turned slightly grim.

He had no connection with the blue skeleton, so it would probably be impossible to acquire it.

“Forget it, no chance.” Xia Dongli left the cliff with regret.

Before leaving, he glanced at the ruins before him. “The world Boss is dead, the disaster is over. Can those players who died at the hands of the Nine Nether Three-Headed Hellwolf still log in?”

“And if they can log in, what kind of situation will it be?”