Online Game: Crazy Skeleton
Chapter 165 - 165 165 Skeleton Saint

165: Chapter 165: Skeleton Saint 165: Chapter 165: Skeleton Saint “I am known as the Skeleton Saint.

In my prime, the war between the gods and demons resulted in my defeat, and I’ve been sealed here for over a million years,” said the Skeleton Saint calmly to the little skeleton, anger no longer present in his tone.

His earlier outburst had made him realize a harsh truth – that he was no longer the imposing figure of his past.

One of the main reasons for his composure was that this little skeleton was the first undead to enter the seventh layer of the Demon Tower in a million years!

If he killed it, who knew how long he would have to wait for the arrival of the next one.

Seeing the enormous skeleton, who now claimed to be the Skeleton Saint, accepting the cruel reality, Su Ran languidly pulled out a coffin to use as a chair, quietly listened to the Skeleton Saint recount the secrets of the gods and demons from years past.

As it turned out, sitting on a coffin was a trick he had learned from the crafty merchant Yin Si.

“Due to my actions, a vast number of elite powers from the Skeleton Clan have been imprisoned in this Demon Tower.

This tower is extreme in its evil and specifically suppresses the undead.

After long-term weakening by the seal, I have become but a shadow of my former self.

Yet, after enduring a million years, who knows whether the demons in the outside world even have a fragment of the God-Demon Continent?”

The words spoken by the Skeleton Saint were filled with nostalgic desolation, as if reminiscing about the glorious past -when he had demons under his command and was unrivaled in his might, slaying gods and obliterating lives.

Who could rival him?

Watching the Skeleton Saint’s fluctuating aura, it was both powerful and fragile at different times, Su Ran couldn’t seem to guess the thoughts of this skeleton.

He suddenly wanted to ask the Skeleton Saint, “Aren’t you tired of supporting your body with your coccyx this long?”

“You, a brave skeleton warrior, your entrance into the highest layer of the Demon Tower is a testament to your strength.

Would you state your name for me to hear?”, the Skeleton Saint asked, his tone like a growl as he looked at the tiny skeleton before him.

Su Ran was startled.

What was going on?

Was the Skeleton Saint playing the sympathy card?

Everyone knew that he was attracted by the corpse in his bladder!

“Honorable Saint, I am merely a low-ranking undead from the Demon World, my last name is Skeleton,” bowed Su Ran, realizing that showing vulnerability was the key to success.

“Ridiculous!

We, the Skeleton Clan, are a noble royal bloodline!” retorted the Skeleton Saint, his anger touching the sky, “The terms ‘low-ranking’ or ‘rank’ are preposterous!”

Whoa!

A royal bloodline?

Su Ran’s eyes lit up.

His own clan was royal?

Don’t be fooled by his lean frame; the marrow in his bones was royal!

“Honorable Saint, the Skeleton Clan has fallen.

Now, the entire God-Demon Continent has only the Dark Abyss left as the last vestige of our Skeleton Clan,” said Su Ran, adding fuel to the fire.

Looking at the situation, it seemed like he could benefit from this?

Boom!!

The Skeleton Saint trembled at the news, the purple flames in his eye sockets turning into a raging fire that suddenly burst out, striking the top of the tower and causing it to shake uncontrollably.

In that instant, Su Ran lamented, if this violent blow had hit him, even his ashes probably could not have been found.

And yet, this was merely the Skeleton Saint with only one or two layers of power left!

Only now did he realize that he had been playing with fire earlier.

Thankfully, he had time to disconnect, giving him some respite.

The Skeleton Saint, after his outburst, seemed aged.

He turned to Su Ran, and his voice was noticeably weaker, “Little skeleton, could you return my remains first?”

“Here they are, your honor,” Su Ran quickly replied, throwing the remains back at the Skeleton Saint, “I apologize for any offense caused.

Please do not hold anything against me.”

The thrown bones, under some strange force, attached themselves to the Skeleton Saint’s skeletal frame like arrows released from a bow.

In no time, the saint’s body was once again whole—a tall and robustly built skeleton now stood before Su Ran, exuding a powerful air from his black skeletal frame.

“Roar!”

As the Skeleton Saint’s body was reformed, a powerful, majestic aura came forth from his body.

The aura surged out on all sides like a violent tempest.

Su Ran was hit directly by the gust, which felt like being hit by a large hammer.

He was thrown back and crashed into the wall, falling to the ground.

A sore Su Ran was at a loss for words.

He knew this was merely a small lesson from the Skeleton Saint, who had spared his life—a cause for great celebration indeed.

Suddenly,

When the Skeleton Saint demonstrated his power, the chains on the ground clanged, turning into a giant web, binding his large skeleton, locking him in place.

The seal flashed and the thunderous aura of the Skeleton Saint disappeared instantly.

All that remained was a regular, oversized skeleton with no iota of threat to it.

“Damn this seal!

Damn the God Race!”

The Skeleton Saint, once again confined, started cursing and howling, the uncontrollable rage seemingly driving him insane.

Both his fists furiously pounded the air above, causing sonic booms.

Nevertheless, no matter how much he struggled, the weakness following the confinement left him unable to strike back.

“Hu, hu.”

The Skeleton Saint, drained of all his strength, sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

At this moment, Su Ran wondered, since he didn’t have a heart or lungs, what was the point of him panting?

“Honorable Saint, if you’re tired, you might want to munch on some graveyard grass.

It’s a surefire way to boost your energy.

It’s delicious and highly regarded as a quality medicine.”

Su Ran, feeling sorry for him, grabbed a handful of graveyard grass and threw it over to him, covering the Skeleton Saint.

Su Ran had a hunch that even if this skeleton lost all his sealed power, he still wouldn’t be able to kill him!

Given the circumstances, it was best to get in the Skeleton Saint’s good graces and gain something from him!

Why did he give him graveyard grass instead of One Zhang Green?

Is he stupid?

There’s plenty of graveyard grass to spare!

“Hahaha, such humble graveyard grass has become a rare item here.” The Skeleton Saint scooped up the grass, inserted it all into his mouth, and began to chew loudly.

In no time, the Skeleton Saint, who had restored some of his strength, rose to face Su Ran, “As a member of the royal Skeleton Clan, you have made it here through luck and strength combined.”

“Little Skeleton, I need your help with a task.

Could you find a treasure for me?”

Looking at the Skeleton Saint who was just all show now, Su Ran promptly answered, “Honorable Saint, feel free to tell me what you need help with.

It would be my honor to serve you.”

“Hmm, brave skeleton, can you help me find a peculiar coffin?”

Peculiar coffin?

Is he referring to the Pure Gold Secret Coffin inside his bladder?

“I used to sell coffins for a living, for survival’s sake.

Good coffins, strange coffins, I’ve sold them all.

What’s left might not catch your interest,” said Su Ran after a moment of hesitation, “May I ask which particular coffin you need?”

“Never mind, if you’re well-acquainted with the trade of coffins, then I’ll tell you.

The coffin I need is the long-lost Pure Gold Secret Coffin!”