My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 102

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Chapter 102
—Shhhhaaaa!
The Undead Wolf howled ferociously, hurling itself at the Ice Golem. Its roar tore through the azure sky, laden with frenzied bloodlust. The dark power that surged from beyond death had transformed the beast into something savage and terrible.
Uuuoooong—
The Undead Bear rose to its full, colossal height and charged the Golem. Its claws extended, raking across the ice surface with brilliant flashes. The massive body hurtled forward, cleaving through wind like a blade. It was terror incarnate.
Crash—! Crash—!
Beneath the ice giant’s feet, the earth convulsed. Fist-sized spheres of ice rained down upon the beasts. The crystalline core shattered, scattering razor-sharp ice shards in all directions. The Ice Golem moved with deliberate, merciless precision, crushing everything in its path.
Thud—! Thud—!
The Undead Wolf struck by ice chunks tumbled across the ground. Bloody flesh scattered with anguished cries. Fragments of shattered bone filled the air. Yet those who had been granted immortality by Arulan’s power knew no fear of death.
Kuuuarrgh—
The revived Undead Wolf opened its blood-soaked maw. Between broken fangs, a crimson tongue gleamed. Black blood gushed from the wound in its neck. Indifferent to pain, it charged at the Golem once more.
Crash—! Crash—!
Meanwhile, the Undead Bear lashed out with brutal force, striking the Golem’s leg. The rigid ice cracked and fractured. The bear’s claws dug into the fissures, tearing the wound wider. Uprooted ice crystals crashed against the earth.
Smash—! Crash—!
The Golem’s leg shattered, and it lost its balance. A glimmer of peril flickered in its crystalline eyes. The massive form, robbed of equilibrium, began its slow, inevitable collapse. Shattered ice pillars rained down upon the Undead.
Thud—! Crash—!
The Undead Wolf leaped atop the fallen Golem. Madness blazed in its burning gaze. Its snarling, hideous face bared its fangs. Surrendering to the predatory instinct of a beast stalking prey, the Undead was more savage than it had ever been in life.
Crack—!
The crystalline heart, pierced by fangs, shattered into fragments. As it broke with brilliant flashes, the light of life drained away. The blue sky was consumed by the Undead’s triumphant howl—a roar of victory drenched in madness.
Kuuuarrgh—
The Undead Bear roared atop the Golem’s remains. Trampling crushed crystal shards, its snarling form was nightmare made manifest. Between the pulverized ice fragments, violet radiance gleamed.
—Uuuoooong… Arulan absorbed the violet glow.
The Ice Golem’s power seeped into my body.
Shhhhiiiiing—
The violet radiance flowed into my skeletal fingertips. The life force erupting from the shattered heart of the Ice Golem enveloped my form. A fierce wave of power that defied death itself shook my very existence.
Uuuoooong—
My ribs convulsed as the energy was drawn inward. In the hollow sockets of my eyes, blue flames of desire blazed forth. It was the moment when the Lich’s primal hunger for life awakened. The icy hand that had pierced the heart of Ether now craved new power.
Whoooosh—
Ice crystals seeped between the bone fragments. The dark aura enveloping my skeleton surged and fused with the crystal. The skeleton, having consumed the power of bitter cold, radiated an indescribable chill. An eerie frigidity flowed endlessly around me.
—Kabababak—!
In an instant, a dazzling violet flash exploded from my body. Brilliant rays of light tore through the night sky, illuminating everything around me. A maelstrom of magical power danced a frenzied waltz around my skeleton. The aura of the evolved sorcerer emanated a pressure of an entirely different dimension.
Shhhhiiiiing—
The sky stained with crimson radiance. Beneath the blood-tinged moonlight, the Undead Wolf and Bear breathed heavily. Drawn by the dark aura flowing from their master, they too underwent transformation. Baring their fangs and snarling with newfound power, they were terror itself.
Kuuuarrgh—
Shattered bone regenerated and hardened. Red flesh bulged and swelled as if ready to burst. Eyes twisted with madness deepened like abyssal chasms. The Undead, stained with Ether, were now filled with malevolence that surpassed the beasts they had been in life.
Shhhhaaaa—!
The wolf howled, wielding its vastly enlarged form. Its superior prowess seemed to look down even upon celestial beasts. Fangs like frost-laden daggers and claws like blades feared nothing. In eyes as clear and pure as crystal burned only the cold of death.
Crash—! Crash—!
The bear’s footsteps struck the earth with brutal force. With each ponderous step, the ground wailed in agony. The massive Undead was like a mountain given form. Standing upon shattered stone, it seemed to defy the very laws of nature itself.
“Excellent.”
Kim Jae-beom gazed at his two evolved minions with a satisfied smile. His eyes then drifted toward Dercan beside him.
‘When will this one awaken next?’
Dercan’s strength was no less formidable than theirs. The twin blades in his hands and the armor he wore were sturdy enough to withstand the crushing force of even the largest monsters.
—Moreover, when Arulan infused Dercan’s armor with dark magic, his defensive capabilities reached an entirely new threshold.
The armor, enhanced by Arulan’s sorcery, gleamed with an obsidian radiance as if it had absorbed the very depths of primordial darkness.
Uuuoong—
The aura of darkness flowing from the pitch-black plate mail was so dense it seemed to devour life itself. The metal, exhaling the chill of death, pulsed as though alive and breathing. Wreathed in armor that embodied terror incarnate, Dercan’s silhouette was nightmarish—as if torn from the fabric of nightmares themselves.
Shhhhk—
The twin blades gripped in the skeletal warrior’s hands radiated an otherworldly luminescence. The darkness embedded in the blackened steel rippled like spilled blood. Waves of shadowy energy shimmered with brilliant flashes, as if the cursed power dwelling within the blades was on full display.
—Sssssaaa.
From Dercan’s hollow eye sockets burned a pale, ethereal blue light infused with madness. The way he wielded the twin blades, honed by the power of ether, evoked the image of death’s reaper itself. The sinister aura enveloping him was so cold that even nightmares would tremble before it.
Gulp.
A gasp of admiration escaped my lips. The skeletal warrior before me was no longer the frail being I had first encountered. Dercan had been reborn as a death knight. His pitch-black armor was the very symbol of that transformation. An undead soldier radiating the fierce power of darkness with every fiber of his being. This was the perfect weapon I had envisioned.
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The hunting in the Valley continued.
And I eventually hunted down nearly every monster in the region.
“I’ve accumulated far too many.”
I scratched my head as I surveyed the mountain of monster corpses piled before me. Countless creatures of various types had been slain by Arulan and my undead minions.
In the center of the Valley, an enormous heap of monster carcasses towered skyward. The tragic end of dozens, hundreds of beasts had created this grotesque monument.
Thud— Thud—
The bloated bodies of massive beasts formed a mountain of death. The swollen corpse of a gray bear and the twisted flesh of a colossal crocodile lay tangled together. Between broken horns and shattered claws, the desiccated skin of a withered serpent jutted out obscenely.
Splat— Splat—
Rustle—
The mangled forms of countless smaller monsters lay scattered in heaps. Crushed frogs and shattered lizards were strewn about in masses. Bats with broken wings hung limply, filling the valley of corpses.
Thump thump—
The remains of wild boars trampled beneath massive hooves were visible. Between crushed ribs, pulped organs oozed out. The blood-soaked hide had been flayed from living flesh, leaving the carcass so mangled it was barely recognizable.
Boom— Boom—
The corpses of wolf packs mercilessly trampled by the undead were also evident. Shattered jaws and broken teeth lay scattered, drenched in blood. Matted manes soaked in gore were tangled in chaos, amplifying the horror.
Twitch—
Bodies still convulsing sporadically. Corpses whose hearts had only recently ceased beating still trembled intermittently. The last warmth of life slowly drained from bodies growing cold.
Whoooosh—
Massive feathers swayed in the wind. A colossal eagle lay fallen, its pierced heart exposed. Even the sky’s sovereign could not escape death—the sight evoked a solemn reverence.
“Then shall we go gather the medicinal herbs?”
All that remained was to harvest the rare herbs that the alchemist Valerot required.
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To gather the herbs, I continued exploring the Valley. But now I no longer ran on my own two feet.
Whoooosh—
With eerie cries, the undead monsters prowled the Valley. In the silence where the essence of life had vanished, only the fierce presence of the creatures remained vividly alive.
Boom— Boom—
Undead bears clad in armor crafted from bone trudged forward with heavy steps. With each footfall that seemed to shatter mountains, the earth trembled. From their snarling mouths, lined with shattered teeth, blood-reeking saliva dripped.
Screeeech—
The undead wolves surged forward, their fangs glinting with lethal intent. Crimson tongues lolled from their jaws as they hunted the scent of prey hanging in the air. Their swift, predatory movements through the Dark Forest embodied death incarnate.
Flap— Flap—
Undead bats spread their skeletal wings and cut across the sky. Those that descended to the ground clawed at the earth with their fangs. The sight of them searching in all directions, their blood-red eyes gleaming as they hunted, was utterly chilling.
Hisss— Hisss—
Colossal lizards crawled over boulders and stone. Beneath their scales, where veins pulsed visibly, an icy chill radiated outward. They flicked their protruding tongues to catch the scent of prey, their constant licking as they searched for food nauseating to witness.
Thud— Thud—
A motley collection of zombie goblins scattered in all directions. Wielding splintered spears and rusted swords, they rushed to tear through the Valley. These small monsters, draped in tattered armor, created an overwhelming spectacle through sheer numbers alone.
Croak— Croak—
A pair of eyes rose from the muddy swamp. Undead Frogs writhed in clusters, rolling their crimson eyes. With their bloated backs crowned by grotesque bulges, they stirred the murky ground, desperately searching for medicinal herbs.
Shrieeek—
A skeleton wreathed in violet energy led the way. The sorcerer Arulan commanded an army of the dead. Between the folds of his resplendent robes, skeletal bones protruded—so withered and twisted they seemed ready to crumble away at any moment.
Groooaarrr—
Beside him stood the undead knight Dercan, clad in armor steeped in shadow. The terror radiating from his obsidian plate mail would have cowed any living soul. The twin blades in his hands gleamed with an eerie blue light—the very essence of nightmare.
Tap— Tap— Tap—
The undead legion’s march never ceased. Trampling shattered bones and mangled flesh beneath their feet, they combed through every corner of the Valley. They meticulously examined withered grass and rocky crevices, expending every ounce of effort to find the medicinal herbs.
Growls and snarls, eerie shrieks, and the bone-chilling clatter of skeletal collisions echoed ceaselessly through the Valley. Where the horde of death gathered, no warmth of life remained. Only terror and despair lingered in the air.
All of this—this entire macabre procession—was for the sake of finding medicinal herbs.

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