My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 120

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120
Inferno
As Arulan raised both hands, the air began to vibrate. Sharp waves cleaved through the void—a peculiar sensation as if the very order of reality trembled. Black energy erupted from his fingertips, coiling through the Corridor. A maelstrom of swirling mana clawed at walls and floor alike.
―Boom! Boom! Boom!
Colossal impacts thundered through the earth. The ground convulsed, fissures spreading like veins. The marble beneath my feet shattered, and from the cracks poured black mist—darkness as if the land itself were hemorrhaging. Roiling shadow seeped along the fractures, spreading its corruption.
Cracks spiderwebbed across the ceiling. Dust and debris cascaded through the ruptures. The entire Corridor groaned with ominous creaks, swaying precariously as if on the verge of collapse. The boundary between reality and illusion blurred.
Darkness seeped through the fissures, gradually taking form. Floating black mist coalesced, manifesting into the shape of a colossal gate. An alien passage torn through the walls of reality itself. The jet-black door loomed like an entrance to another world.
Arulan’s incantation intensified. As his voice resonated, the air twisted and undulated. The tempestuous energy shattered the laws of space and time. The Corridor’s sense of reality dissolved, and strange sensations prickled across my skin.
Wind howled with ferocity—a powerful current erupting from the boundary between reality and fantasy. Robes fluttered, hair scattered wildly. Arulan’s garments billowed, radiating an almost manic brilliance. Even within the darkness that consumed everything, only those eerie crimson eyes gleamed with terrible clarity.
―Crash!
A colossal dimensional gate exploded open. Crimson light flashed, revealing the world beyond the darkness. What lay beyond the threshold was desolate mist and shattered earth. A landscape steeped in death and despair. An eerie silence that rejected life itself dominated that realm.
―Uuughhhh….
Grotesque moans echoed forth. Bizarre wails flowing from beyond death itself. Anguished shrieks mingling pain and lamentation. Chills raced through my entire body. My terror-stricken heart hammered violently.
―Squelch… Dripping….
Heavy footsteps reverberated. What emerged through the mist alongside those eerie sounds was a procession of the dead. First to appear was an undead toad. Half-decomposed blue flesh and skeletal remains. From hollow eye sockets dripped with blood emanated an eerie blue luminescence.
Following it came a centipede. A colossal skeleton crawling on dozens of legs. The grinding of joints and the scraping of chitinous exoskeletons. Its horrifying maw and venomous fangs resembled death itself. Even in darkness, its crimson eyes blazed with madness.
―Crack… Boom boom….
Earth-shaking footfalls. A massive undead rat emerged into view, filling the dimensional gate. Bone covered in black fur and muscles laid bare. From its gaping maw with exposed fangs dripped blood-scented saliva. Its bloodshot eyes burned with ravenous hunger.
Finally, gargoyle statues carved from stone dragged chains as they shambled forth. Skeletal forms revealed beneath fractured stone. The undead moved their creaking joints, passing through the dimensional gate. Blue light flowed from their hollow eye sockets, illuminating their surroundings.
An immense Undead Legion filled the Corridor. Skeletal ranks emanating eerie power. Faces twisted by desire and hunger. Beings wandering the boundary between flesh and bone. They radiated the cold, deathly aura that rejected life itself.
Arulan extended his hand, pointing toward the Undead Legion. Incantations flowed from between his lips. Bizarre melodies that resonated through the pulsing air. Forbidden words beyond comprehension. As blue light blazed forth, the Undead Legion writhed and knelt before Kim Jae-beom.
Skeletons prostrated in unison. Undead bowed their heads with the sound of cracking bone. In their twisted eyes burned the light of submission. Skull soldiers swearing fealty. The army of death had found its new master and assembled before Kim Jae-beom.
Stone fragments rained from the ceiling, yet the Undead Legion paid no heed. Unmoved by the unstable tremors of the swaying Corridor, they held their ground. A grotesque army of death on display. Kim Jae-beom and Arulan standing before them seemed the very incarnation of terror and madness.
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Kim Jae-beom turned his gaze toward Arulan. His lips moved slowly as he spoke.
“Give the order to advance.”
Concise yet commanding. Those words carried the stillness of calm before a storm.
Arulan bowed deeply, displaying his obedience. Then he slowly raised his arms. Pallid fingers pointed toward the far end of the Corridor. Crimson eyes gleamed in the darkness. His gaze seemed to pierce into distant depths.
―Whoosh―
The sound of bones moving echoed forth. The Undead Legion stirred in unison. The clacking of joints and the rustling of crumbling bone. Like waves of darkness undulating, the army of death began its march with perfect synchronization.
―Rumble―
The earth beneath tilted, and the Corridor shook. Ominous vibrations cracked the walls. The space swayed precariously, on the verge of collapse. Vertigo-inducing imbalance. The unmoored Corridor convulsed like a cauldron of terror.
Yet the Undead Legion pressed onward without hesitation. Radiating a keen, murderous aura, they advanced relentlessly. Unmoved by trembling earth and falling debris. It was the fearlessness of those already claimed by death.
―Screech― Crack crack― Boom!
Footfalls thundered across shattered marble. Fragments of the collapsed ceiling poured down, yet the undead did not evade. Skulls struck by falling stone shattered to pieces. But their advance did not falter. It was a march of death that heeded no sacrifice.
Arulan’s gaze blazed with ominous radiance. The power of darkness drove the Undead Legion forward. With each gesture of his hand, the skeletons accelerated. The horde of undead surged forth, cleaving through empty air. That overwhelming spectacle inspired awe and terror.
A smile deepened at the corners of Kim Jae-beom’s mouth. White teeth gleaming in the darkness were stained with madness. Desire and the thrill of victory bloomed in his eyes. The army of death crossing the Corridor steeped in chaos and destruction. To him, it was pure ecstasy.
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At the end of the Corridor stretched a space filled with pitch-black darkness. Tentacle-like shadows extended outward, devouring everything. A depth like a black hole devoid of light. That place bore the very color of terror itself.
―Rumble― Rumble―
Heavy footsteps echoed through the Corridor. The Undead Legion slowly emerged from the darkness. Skeletal warriors emanating an eerie aura. Skull soldiers wielding shattered armor and rusted weapons. Reeking of death, they stepped forward into the black expanse.
—Whoosh— Whirrrr—
In that moment, the darkness gradually lifted. The sight revealed in the gloom was nothing short of horrifying. The ground was littered with bone fragments and debris. The stench of corroded metal mingled with the foul reek of decay. And a colossal silhouette dominated the entire field of vision.
A fur-covered green giant. An ogre standing thirty meters tall overwhelmed the senses. Its massive maw dripped with saliva. Fangs and claws gleamed between matted fur. Eyes bloodshot with rage and malice blazed with murderous intent.
“Grrrraaaaahhh—”
A bestial roar shook the Corridor. The sound reverberated through space itself. Piles of stone cascaded from walls and ceiling. The very earth beneath the ogre’s presence shrieked in anguish.
Yet the Undead Legion remained unmoved. Hundreds of skeletons stood firm, weapons raised. Eerie blue flames flickered in the eye sockets of bone. Fear and murderous intent. Desire and madness. Mingled emotions radiated the aura of death.
—Boom— Boom—
The sudden appearance of the Undead Legion made the ogre flinch. Its massive frame stiffened with tension. Hundreds of undead charging forward. Faced with this unexpected enemy, the green giant’s eyes wavered.
—Click— Creak—
The ogre’s joints creaked as shock gripped its form. Its eyes trembled with terror. A horde of undead bared their teeth in threat. At the sight, the ogre’s breathing grew ragged.
“Kuu… Kuuuh….”
A strange whimper escaped. A voice thick with turbulent emotion. Panic and fury, mingled with primal instinct to flee.
Its fur-covered body quivering, the ogre took a step backward. Its massive foot pressed down, and the earth trembled. Two steps, three steps. Even in its sluggish movements, the retreat was unmistakable. Despite its overwhelming might, the giant faltered before the charging Undead Legion.
In the crazed eyes of the skeletons, the ogre appeared pitiful. Eyes trembling with fear and a shrinking frame. Creaking joints and hunched shoulders. Its once-dominant power seemed to have vanished.
Threatening roars and furious shrieks. Yet all of it proved powerless before death. The weight of murderous intent was insignificant against the advance of lifeless bone.
“Kuuuuh!”
Eyes gripped by terror. But only for a moment—flames of rage began to ignite in the ogre’s gaze. Eyes burning with malice and killing intent. A dangerous aura emanated from its face twisted with madness.
Its fur-covered arm moved violently. Gripped in its massive hand was a colossal club. A weapon resembling a shattered pillar. The grotesque instrument, studded with fist-sized spikes, radiated oppressive killing intent.
—Whiiiing—
The club swung through the air, cleaving the wind. An enormous weapon of staggering size tore through empty space. The surrounding air churned in the wake of its passage. Generating a whirlwind, the club came crashing down upon the Undead Legion.
—Craaash!
The earth trembled with the force of impact. The ground split open, and debris scattered in all directions. The collision shook the very space itself. The power contained in that weapon was truly catastrophic.
—Boom— Crash!
The skeleton soldiers shattered instantly. Fragmented bones and rusted armor flew in all directions. With the sound of crushing, the remains of the undead scattered across the ground.
The skeletal warriors met their end. Yet their ranks were quickly filled. The wave of skeleton soldiers did not retreat. Each time a destroyed undead vanished, new skeletons took its place. It was like an endless procession of death.
The ogre’s massive foot kicked off the ground as it hurled itself toward the Undead Legion. Its enormous frame shot forward like an arrow. Footsteps that shook the earth. The ground was torn asunder, and dust rose like a tempest.
The swinging club traced a whirlwind. The colossal weapon came down without mercy. Undead shattered and flew through the air. A frenzy of crazed destruction. Yet the skeletal advance toward the green giant never ceased.

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