The Mad Leader of the Others

Gu Xi was right when he said that he had been waiting for a long time.

After learning some things, Gu Xi began to look forward to the enemy's attack.

But to his surprise, as the most critical point on the front line against the enemy, he did not encounter any attacks in the next three hours.

Even though nodes in other places were attacked, there was still no movement on Gu Xi's side.

Gu Xi was worried that this was some kind of enemy conspiracy. He couldn't send troops to other nodes to check, so he could only send the Gargoyle that went out to gather intelligence further and further away.

But no matter how long Gu Xi waited, the enemy did not appear.

Gu Xi didn't even bother reading the skill books; he just stood there, holding the Cold Wind Staff, occasionally glancing at the outside.

About fifteen kilometers away from Gu Xi, a group of White Otherworldy Ghost Leader dressed in White Baboon Skin were sitting together.

In the very center of them was a clown dressed in White Baboon Skin.

This clown is one of the few who dares to alter the White Baboon Skin. He turned the White Baboon Skin into a formal suit, but then scribbled all over the suit.

They made this White Baboon Skin suit look patchy with red and green.

The clown, however, didn't care at all. On the contrary, he was quite pleased with himself, occasionally flicking his purple hair as if he had gone mad.

His face looked as if it had been painted white, and the area around his eyes and nose wasn't the typical red of a clown, but rather a distorted green.

When he opens his mouth, sharp, shark-like teeth are revealed inside.

"Hasn't that guy gone mad yet? Why isn't he? He's just sitting there all alone, surrounded by skeletons, why wouldn't he go mad?"

The clown screamed loudly, and none of the Otherworldy Ghost Leader surrounding him dared to speak at that moment.

They all knew that if they spoke up at this moment, they would go crazy along with the clown.

They're just Others, not idiots. They don't want to offend a madman who might explode at any moment.

Sure enough, with no one responding, the mad clown gradually calmed down, then smoothed his hair back and spoke with a very elegant expression.

"Okay, everyone, don't be so tense. I just want you to relax."

After all, it must be tough for everyone to be waiting here all this time!

Let's all have a laugh and cheer up. We don't even know how long we'll have to wait.

"Go ahead and laugh! Why are you all wearing such long faces?"

The clown's voice suddenly rose, "You all need to laugh like me, or I'll go crazy!"

Why do we have to wait here? Why can't we listen to my opinion?

What's the point of spreading out attacks? Why not just target one point directly?

That guy is clearly at that point.

It's in a prime location, and it's right in front of us.

If you leave such a big piece of meat in front of a dog and don't let it eat it, the dog will go crazy.

Or, you, the big guy, could you sneak in and make a move?

I can assure you that after you launch the operation, I will tell my superiors that I sent you, and that I won't make things difficult for you.

As the clown spoke, he walked up to one of the Otherworldy Ghost Leader.

It was a three-meter-tall White Walker with tan skin and barbs all over his shoulder muscles. His White Baboon Skin was made into a hat and he wore it on his head.

Upon seeing the clown approach him, he involuntarily took a step back.

He knew very well what would happen if he got involved with this clown.

The last abomination, which was about the same size as him, was attacked prematurely under the clown's inducement, and in the end, he didn't even manage to retrieve the bones.

All that Hatred got in return for was two hours of silence from the Joker before he went mad again.

This time, the Joker has his eye on him, but the Otherworldy Ghost Leader has no intention of risking his life to calm the Joker down.

"Oh dear, you don't want to? Is it because you don't have enough troops? No problem, I can give you some priority."

The clown took another step forward, his eyes fixed on the Otherworldy Ghost Leader's eyes.

The Otherworldy Ghost Leader felt enveloped by a cold, insane aura, as if his mind would be filled with all sorts of crazy thoughts if he didn't want to.

Under such pressure, the Otherworldy Ghost Leader's expression became increasingly chaotic, and he finally couldn't help but shout out loud.

"Why don't you go by yourself? If you go, we'd be happy to go with you."

Silence! The air fell silent instantly, and all the Otherworldy Ghost Leader turned to look at the Joker.

At this moment, the Joker grinned and loosened his grip, releasing the Strong Man Otherworldy Ghost Leader he had been holding.

"Haha, how come I didn't think of that? I could have gone by myself."

No, I should have thought of that, but someone wouldn't let me. They just wanted to see me guarding this wretched place; they didn't want me to participate in the war at all.

They just want me to watch, they want me to go crazy in this place.

I can't stay here, I have to fight, I have to...

Before the Joker could finish speaking, several Otherworldy Ghost Leader pounced on him from nearby and pinned Life-Life down. One of the Otherworldy Ghost Leader, who looked like a nurse, even injected a blue potion into the Joker's body.

The clown struggled a few times, then finally lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

Only when he was asleep did that frenzied aura slowly dissipate.

Seeing the clown lying on the ground, the other Otherworldy Ghost Leader looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

"Why don't we report this intelligence to higher authorities and get a different person in charge? I'm going crazy if this keeps up," one of the Otherworldy Ghost Leader leaders suggested, raising his hand.

"If you brought an adult here, do you think Chief-level are like cabbages on the roadside, something you can find everywhere?"

If finding Chief-level were that easy, do you think the higher-ups would assign such a madman to command such a massive battle? I think we should just give him another injection to calm him down and get him to issue the correct orders.

The question is, can this clown really calm down?

No one knew; the Otherworldy Ghost Leader all looked at the sleeping Joker on the ground, and none dared to say for sure that the Joker wouldn't go mad again.

The Otherworldy Ghost Leader exchanged glances, and finally one of them had an Otherworldy Ghost Leader flash of inspiration.

"Oh right, I suddenly realized that I was supposed to lead the attack on the front node according to the plan. This matter has been delayed for so long, I still need to deal with it. I'll leave things here to everyone else."

Upon hearing this, all the Otherworldy Ghost Leader realized what was happening.

"Wait, there are quite a few enemies at that node, they're not easy to deal with. I happen to be part of the flanking force, I can help you..."

"I'll go with you. Once we capture this node, our mission will be half complete."

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