Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1754 - 1512: Han Siying’s Request (2-in-1)_2

"Ambassador, rest assured, we guarantee to help you take down this territory, so you can report back to His Majesty the Human Emperor."

Biao Zi subtly winked at Shield Warrior, then continued to give assurances.

"Alright, I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourselves."

Uncle Yu’s expression relaxed slightly, and he said to the two leading players, "You two, as guild leaders, possess leadership qualities. That’s why I trust you. Now go, and don’t let me down again!"

"By the way, launch a full attack immediately; don’t give them any time to breathe!"

"Ambassador, I was just thinking the same thing!"

Biao Zi raised his arm and shouted, "Brothers, charge with me! We will forge ahead even through mountains of blades and seas of flames!"

However.

No one moved, which was quite awkward.

"President Biao, let’s deal with this swamp pool first. I heard the monsters below are not what they used to be; no matter how many people jump in, it’s not enough for them to die..."

A player voiced everyone’s thoughts; faced with this swamp pool blocking their way, they lost the courage to attack. Until this problem is solved, the notion of launching a full attack is a joke.

Biao Zi’s face turned a range of colors in anger and shame, annoyed that his subordinates didn’t care about the occasion, giving him no face at all. But to be fair, this swamp pool was indeed a problem that couldn’t be ignored. If they risked a charge, they could lose a lot of forces.

The bystanders found the chaos amusing and couldn’t help but laugh out loud. A guild president who couldn’t even command his own subordinates was truly disgraceful!

"If you can’t do the job as president, then stop trying. How shameful!"

"The throne rotates, and it’s my family’s turn this year. I wouldn’t mind the guild; let me be the president!"

The onlooking players were not lacking in provocateurs, shouting amid the crowd incessantly.

"Who said that? Get out here!"

Embarrassed and furious, Biao Zi wanted to find those instigators, but the crowd was too large, and he could only swallow his pride.

"I have a way!"

At this moment, Han Siying stepped out of the crowd. Her black armor couldn’t hide her shapely figure, and along with her stunning face, it left the male players around her dumbfounded.

"Who’s this chick? She’s stunning!"

"Damn, I’m smitten! No one better fight me for her; this woman is mine!"

"Pardon me, but even if she were blind, she wouldn’t fancy you!"

"Well, how would I know unless I try? Just you wait!"

This player was a hothead, overwhelmed by Han Siying’s captivating beauty. In a moment of impulse, he chased after her and assumed a pose he thought was gentlemanly, "Miss, I’m a level 42 Ice Mage. How about we be friends?"

"Scram!"

"Okay."

After that player slunk back into the crowd, the onlookers burst into laughter again. This territorial war was too entertaining—definitely worth the trip!

"I know her. This woman is Crane That Doesn’t Dance’s girlfriend, Shuxin Ziran!"

The place was packed with players, so it was not surprising that someone recognized Han Siying. With this reminder, the crowd realized that the beauty was already taken, no wonder she was so aloof!

"Hey, I thought she was someone important, turns out she’s just Crane That Doesn’t Dance’s discarded shoes. What’s she trying to pull? Even if she were given to me for free, I wouldn’t want her!"

The Ice Mage from earlier took this chance, speaking with a tone full of ridicule, as distasteful as it could be.

However.

Han Siying ignored him entirely, unaffected by the surrounding whispers. She quickly walked up to Uncle Yu, speaking with courtesy, "Junior Shuxin Ziran greets the senior. I have an item that can resolve our current predicament."

"Hahaha, excellent, excellent indeed! Hurry and use it; don’t miss this opportunity!"

Uncle Yu laughed loudly several times, humans had always been adept at seizing the moment. This made him feel even more pleased, and he had to admit that being a member of the God Race was indeed quite handy!

"Senior, I have a request as well."

Han Siying didn’t use the so-called item immediately but instead seized the opportunity to state her condition, "I want someone within the territory dead, and hope you’ll assist me."

"Who?"

Uncle Yu was greatly surprised. Could it be the Skeleton Lord? If so, it would be no trouble, since he would need to be killed eventually anyway.

"The Ghost King, the Drought Fiend."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Uncle Yu was taken aback. Even in his prime, handling the Ghost King, Drought Fiend wouldn’t be easy, let alone now. Covering his gaffe with a cough, he replied, "It’s not that I won’t help you; the Ghost King, Drought Fiend, is always cunning. No one can be sure if that foul ghost is still on the mountain; it might have already fled."

"Senior, I don’t need you to kill her, just to help me deal with her if necessary. Whether she lives or dies will depend on fate, and there’s no need to harbor any concerns."

Han Siying noticed Uncle Yu’s unease but didn’t point it out, going along with his words.

"I can help you, but as for what happens, that’s beyond my control."

Uncle Yu heaved a sigh of relief and said with a false façade, "Warrior Shuxin Ziran, act quickly, lest we miss the chance."

"I obey, senior."

Han Siying’s voice was icy, revealing nothing of her emotions. She turned and walked to the edge of the swamp, tossing a token into the air. With a swoosh, a water-blue light curtain appeared before everyone, quickly merging into the swamp below, creating a thick layer of solid ice.

"This ice layer will last for ten minutes; make haste."

After reminding everyone, Han Siying was the first to rush into the swamp, skillfully traversing the ice to reach the Demonic Treasure Mountain with no apparent danger.

Seeing this, everyone’s doubts about the ice’s sturdiness dissipated, and they all surged forward, climbing the mountain.

Though ten minutes wasn’t long, nor was it short, no player wanted to fall behind, showcasing a frenzied side as they climbed towards the summit. For a moment, the mountain walls were densely packed with people—enough to make anyone with trypophobia avert their gaze from the scene.

However, the ice layer couldn’t support tens of thousands of individuals. Once ten minutes were up, the ice dissipated; many didn’t even have time to react, falling directly into the swamp below, and were quickly dragged under by Swamp Fire Toads and other monsters, never to resurface.

"Ambassador, our manpower is still insufficient. We must find a way to get all forty thousand over to ensure enough hands are available."

Biao Zi looked at the massive number of people behind him, beyond frustrated. He had the manpower but couldn’t deploy them, a helpless feeling, and could only pin his hopes on this so-called Divine Domain’s ambassador.

"If we could, we should just cut down that plant in the territory and throw it into the swamp as a bridge to get across easily, shouldn’t we?"

The nearby Shield Warrior interjected, but before he could continue complaining, the ambassador before them unexpectedly clapped his hands.

"Building a bridge isn’t hard!"

Uncle Yu fixed his gaze on the Demonic Treasure Mountain ahead, pointing to the grove on the rock face with a finger, "Go, get your men to chop down that grove. With the materials, I won’t need to teach you the rest, will I?"

"Haha, thank you, Ambassador, for the guidance! I’ll organize the manpower immediately. It shouldn’t take long to build this wooden bridge!"

Biao Zi was extremely excited, immediately issuing the tree-cutting order in the guild channel. Even Shield Warrior did the same, and before long, the middle of Demonic Treasure Mountain had several hundred loggers working on the grove.

"Can’t rely on them. Instead of focusing on a good territorial war, they’re chopping trees!"

Han Siying quickly climbed towards the summit, bypassing one grave after another. Seeing the scene below, she snorted coldly, muttering to herself, "Once the Drought Fiend is won over, not just the territory but even this mountain won’t be left to you!"

Won over the Drought Fiend?

Earlier, she sought Uncle Yu’s help to claim the life of the Ghost King, Drought Fiend. What exactly is going on?