My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 128

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128
Inferno
Kim Jae-beom cast a piercing gaze upon the Undead Legion arrayed before him. Monstrous soldiers composed of decaying flesh and skeletal bones. In their eye sockets dwelt no trace of fear—only absolute obedience to their master remained. They would follow without hesitation, whatever the command. I could sense their readiness to cast aside their very existence.
A twisted smile spread across his lips.
Brimming with confidence, he extended his arm slowly toward the Mine. His fingers rose, pointing into the darkness of the Cave. His voice echoed through the silence.
“Charge.”
The Undead Legion surged forward. Hundreds of footsteps thundered against the earth like hooves. A tide of ravenous beasts descending upon their prey. A wave of undead poured forth toward the Mine.
Steel clashed against steel with a sharp ring.
Bones and armor collided with heavy thuds. Shattering stones erupted in deafening booms. The Mine reverberated with cacophonous noise.
Then—a tremendous crash.
At that moment, something stirred awake in the heart of the Mine.
Violent light erupted from the entrance, consuming everything.
A blazing crimson radiance, burning with searing intensity.
A scarlet luminescence that seemed to spew forth seething rage, swallowing the surroundings whole.
Whistling sounds tore through the air.
Dozens of meteors streaked across the night sky through the gaps of red light.
Colossal crimson spheres reminiscent of drops of blood.
Cursed fireballs erupting from the Mine, hurtling toward the undead horde.
Masses of magical energy screaming through the air at bone-chilling velocity, like arrows of death.
Spheres of annihilation descending like the fangs of a ravenous beast.
They plunged madly into the Undead Legion, detonating in catastrophic explosions.
Deafening blasts erupted in succession.
Brilliant crimson flashes engulfed the area before the Mine.
Pillars of flame shot skyward amid billowing black smoke.
The undead scattered within the torrential inferno.
Bodies were torn asunder into fragments. Limbs scattered, flesh exploded outward.
Crimson blood sprayed in all directions.
Melted armor lay in heaps; blackened skulls littered the ground.
Zombies and ghouls shrieked as they collapsed. In an instant, the area before the Mine transformed into a scene of horrific carnage.
A figure stepped forward with decisive strides.
Arulan, who had stood beside Kim Jae-beom, advanced. He stretched both arms into the void. Long sleeves fluttered, revealing the form of a sorcerer. The skull’s jaw moved as incantations began to pour forth.
A resonant, metallic tone reverberated across the Plaza.
Ancient words of unknown origin flowed upon a cutting wind. Forbidden incantations summoning death itself.
In that moment, black energy erupted from Arulan’s form. It resembled shadows of malevolent spirits crawling forth from the abyss. Viscous, frigid darkness ignited at his fingertips. Jet-black smoke writhed and undulated.
A hissing sound pierced the air.
Black mist poured forth from Arulan’s hands. The dark veil instantly engulfed the entire Plaza. A desolate miasma hung suspended in the air. An oppressive silence descended, as though dread itself wrapped around every being.
Threads of black essence crept toward the fallen undead. Like living entities possessed of will, they sought out corpses and burrowed within. Black energy seeped into shattered bones and liquefied armor. Tendrils of darkness wormed through putrid flesh.
The corpses infused with black essence began emitting strange sounds.
Eerie fracturing noises accompanied the clicking of bones realigning. The grotesque sounds of organs writhing back into place.
The corpse, seeping with dark energy, began to emit strange sounds. Eerie cracking noises followed by the sound of bones grinding against each other. The sound of organs writhing and returning to their proper places.
―Thud, squelch.
A ghastly spectacle unfolded before me. The fragmented and shattered remains of the undead twisted grotesquely, then began rising one by one. Severed limbs regenerated, melted flesh rewove itself into skin, and charred skulls kindled with eerie vitality.
“Uuuugh….”
The moans of resurrecting undead filled the Plaza.
Hoarse shrieks pierced the air, accompanied by ragged breathing that clawed upward from their depths.
What had moments before been scattered corpses now shambled forth as a grotesque horde of walking nightmares.
―Uuuuoooong!
Then, my body underwent a terrible transformation. Crimson radiance enveloped my entire form. A sinister force coursed through my veins. Demonic essence seeped through my skin, coiling around me. My flesh burned scarlet before igniting into roaring flame.
“Kahahaha!”
A grotesque laugh reverberated through the void. An evil voice that made the air tremble. A piercing, grating tone that assaulted the ears. Before my eyes, a crimson mist rose. From within that haze, a silhouette slowly materialized.
Massive horns, blood-red skin, eyes blazing with infernal fury—a demonic form crawled forth from the depths of perdition itself. An entity radiating overwhelming presence. It was Count Heltema, the infamous lord who once ruled the Mine.
Count Heltema fixed me with a cold, piercing gaze. His lips twisted into a cruel smile as he whispered in a somber voice.
“Quite the amusing endeavor you’ve undertaken.”
I met the demon’s stare unflinchingly, my response cutting through the darkness.
“If you possessed such a fine Warehouse, you should have mentioned it.”
My voice dripped with contempt, utterly devoid of fear—bold and unwavering.
Count Heltema let out a bloodstained laugh and shook his head.
“By all means, try. If you can claim what is mine, that is.”
He flicked a finger.
―Flash!
A blinding radiance erupted from the Mine once more. Crimson energy poured forth like molten lava breaching its containment. A bizarre spectacle unfolded—hellfire blooming across the landscape. A scarlet deluge that consumed the earth and stained the heavens.
―Boom-boom-boom!
Thunderous detonations shook the very ground beneath me. The earth convulsed violently. The terrain buckled and heaved; stone fractured and split. Colossal tremors radiated outward from the Mine’s epicenter.
―Crash!
Something emerged from the fissures in the fractured earth.
Enormous hands clawed their way upward, tearing through soil and stone. Fingers the size of boulders, rough stone-like skin—figures of ancient ash began to rise.
Dozens of crimson golems emerged.
“A gift. Do dispose of them properly.”
With a malevolent roar, Count Heltema’s form dissipated. He was drawn back into my body in an instant. The crimson mist scattered rapidly. Only a foul stench and oppressive darkness lingered in the air.
I gazed calmly upon the legion of golems before me. My expression was uncharacteristically vacant, almost dazed. Yet that moment passed swiftly, and my lips curled upward as I muttered to myself.
“Ha. Entertaining.”
I slowly reached behind my back and withdrew my staff. The weapon felt substantial and weighty in my grasp—my prized item. A black rod embedded with a crimson ruby, imbued with power to suppress demons.
I gripped the staff firmly with both hands. My right hand seized the center, my left the lower shaft. I stood like a knight marching onto the Battlefield.
“Time to deal with these golems.”
My murmur carried an icy, lethal edge.
―Kuoong!
Then, crimson energy blazed forth from my entire body once more. Blood ignited within me. Flesh seethed and roiled. Every muscle convulsed and trembled.
―Uuuoooong―
A grotesque vibration shook the earth. Resonance transmitted through the ground beneath my feet. Without hesitation, I charged toward the golems.
―Boom-boom-boom!
With heavy footfalls echoing across the ground, I charged directly into the heart of the Battlefield.
Towering before me were colossal crimson golems.
Kim Jae-beom wasted no time, swinging his staff toward them without hesitation.
―Shweeeng!
The staff cleaved through the air in a whistling arc.
Steel traced a swift trajectory, targeting the enemy with lethal precision.
―Thunderrrrring!
At last, the staff struck one golem’s head with devastating force.
The weighty impact mingled with the creature’s anguished wail.
―Crash!
The rugged stone head shattered into countless fragments.
The golem toppled to the ground amid a shower of debris.
Its neck snapped in a single, decisive blow.
Eyes devoid of life drifted aimlessly toward the void.
―Thud!
The massive body sprawled across the earth.
The golem collapsed, raising clouds of dust.
Having subdued the first golem, Kim Jae-beom caught his breath.
Yet a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth.
“This is only the beginning.”
I had merely felled a single opponent.
Countless more golems awaited destruction ahead.
Toward the advancing enemies, Kim Jae-beom raised his staff once more.
―Rat-a-tat-tat!
And he charged toward the second golem.
Perhaps they never imagined Kim Jae-beom would attack directly?
The golems, which had been moving to engage the undead, faltered in confusion upon seeing him.
―Thunderring!
Kim Jae-beom pressed through their ranks without hesitation, exploiting every opening. He began swinging his staff in all directions, just as he had when dispatching the first golem.
Craaash!
Steel shattered and crumpled across the battlefield in all directions. Simultaneously, the Undead Legion following Kim Jae-beom surged forward with accelerated ferocity toward the golems.

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