Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1664 - 1460: Evil Spirit (Two-in-One)

"Skeleton, explain yourself! Why did you deceive us earlier?"

Ling Wei angrily rebuked. With Su Ran’s warning, she didn’t blindly jump down but instead hovered in mid-air.

"I didn’t deceive you! The Evil Spirit of the Elf Queen is the Elf Queen herself. If you don’t believe me, go ask Luta, the elder!"

Su Ran feigned seriousness and said, "Sister Ling Wei, now is not the time to discuss this. The Elf Queen’s Evil Spirit may very well be hidden here. Stay alert." freewebnøvel.coɱ

"How could things be so coincidental? This mountain is so vast. Who knows where it’s been sealed? Are you delusional or something?"

Ling Wei seized every chance to snipe at Su Ran, finding him completely unlikable.

But at that moment, a chilling wind swept through, growing stronger by the second, escalating furiously and producing howling sounds across the space.

Not only was the wind powerful, but Su Ran also felt a bone-chilling cold, akin to the harsh winter winds of the ninth lunar month, making him instinctively hunch his shoulders.

As a Fire Spirit, Ling Wei had much greater resistance to cold compared to Su Ran. Her body was enveloped in flames, keeping the icy wind at bay.

"Skeleton, what’s going on?"

Despite her fiery temper, Ling Wei was still just a girl. Faced with such supernatural occurrences, she was scared stiff, her body’s hairs standing on end, barely able to breathe, as she instinctively hid behind Su Ran. "This place... it’s not haunted, right?"

"Ghosts are born from the heart. If you believe ghosts exist, then this world..."

Su Ran stopped midsentence, falling silent. He remembered the wandering souls of Sinister Grave Ridge. The game had ghosts as part of the setting, and the rules of the real world simply didn’t apply here...

"Sister Ling Wei, I don’t know if there are ghosts elsewhere, but it’s likely not ghosts here. It’s the Elf Queen’s Evil Spirit. Prepare for battle—don’t let it take advantage of you!"

Su Ran knew this was the main showdown. Luta hadn’t been wrong; the Evil Spirit was lurking near the Blood Vessel Stone Heart. Clearly, the abnormality of the Stone Heart had something to do with it!

"Evil Spirit? Skeleton, where is it?"

For some reason, Ling Wei’s mood grew increasingly tense. It wasn’t clear if it was due to the chilling wind or something else.

"How would I know? I’m not its dad."

Seeing Ling Wei’s vulnerable side stirred a strange protectiveness in Su Ran. But recalling her usual insults and sharp tone, that protective instinct amusingly vanished.

Just then, the chilling wind condensed into a glowing apparition. Its face became clear, a nearly identical replica of the Elf Queen’s visage. There was no doubt—this was indeed the Evil Spirit of the Elf Queen.

Terrified, Ling Wei practically pressed up against Su Ran’s back, unable to bear looking at the Evil Spirit any longer.

One had to admit, Ling Wei’s respect for the Elf Queen was deeply ingrained in her very bones. It robbed her of the will to fight, even knowing the entity before her was an Evil Spirit. She couldn’t bring herself to harbor hostility toward it.

"Human, how do you know who I am?"

The Evil Spirit fixed its gaze on the ornamental mask on Su Ran’s face and spoke with a flat, unhurried tone. "Since separating from my original body, I’ve been sealed within Blood Vessel Peak. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and I’ve never left even one step. Yet you, an outsider, have heard of me. How unusual!"

"What’s so unusual about it? The infamous Evil Spirit of the Elf Queen—no matter how many millennia pass, the elves wouldn’t dare forget you. As long as you exist, you’re a thorn in their side. Tell me, Lord Evil Spirit, what’s the point of all this? Shrinking away in this mountain’s depths day after day, completely bereft of freedom—is that a life worth living? If it were me, I’d have taken my own life ages ago."

Su Ran chuckled cheekily, calling forth his assortment of summoned creatures. "By the way, about the Blood Vessel Stone Heart—is this your handiwork?"

"Human, so you came prepared. Tell me, who sent you?"

Although the Evil Spirit existed only as a glowing apparition, the aura it exuded was just as powerful as the Elf Queen’s. If it had a physical body of flesh and blood, it could easily be mistaken for the real Elf Queen—there would be no way to distinguish them by looks alone.

At this pivotal moment, Su Ran remembered the Human Emperor’s clone. His victory over the clone had been purely by chance, proving that the clone’s power had not reached the level of a ruler safeguarding their domain. Su Ran had simply exploited an opportunity.

But when it came to the actual Human Emperor, Su Ran wouldn’t dare provoke them. Figures like the Human Emperor and the Elf Queen were leaders of their respective races. Short of a major upheaval, their lives were virtually immortal, and their roles wouldn’t be prematurely cut short in the narrative—they wouldn’t "exit stage left" and "collect their lunchboxes" so soon.

Though the Elf Queen appeared aged, a single ember could rejuvenate her entire body. It was practically cheating, yet felt perfectly natural given the vastness of her power—it was impossible not to acknowledge it.

"I wouldn’t tell you even if it were Luta who sent me. Lord Evil Spirit, take my advice: life is bitter and boundless—embrace death, reincarnate early, and all your woes will disappear. Isn’t that much better?"

Su Ran continued employing his talent for persuasion. If he could defeat the Evil Spirit without a fight—just by sheer eloquence—well... on second thought, bragging can get addictive. Better not push it.

"So it was Luta, that bastard. He’s guarded me for countless millennia, and now he sends someone to kill me? Hahaha, hahahaha!"

The Evil Spirit erupted in laughter, its sharp voice reverberating throughout the space. Standing at the forefront, Su Ran bore the brunt of the impact, forced to take several steps back before his face finally returned to a semblance of normalcy.