My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 133

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133
Inferno
Thirty minutes later, Kim Jae-beom arrived at the Tower of Infinity 6th Floor. With each ascending level, the monsters grew exponentially more formidable, yet the Undead Legion’s momentum remained equally relentless. Thanks to the Goblin Chieftain and the newly recruited Orc Warriors, I navigated through every obstacle unscathed.
Upon reaching the 6th Floor, an unexpected sight greeted me. A makeshift village had taken root within the tower—a sanctuary where other players came to rest and replenish their supplies.
A landscape reminiscent of an underground city unfolded before my eyes. Magical lanterns suspended from the lofty ceiling cast a gentle, ethereal glow. Isolated from the world above, devoid of sun and clouds, this strange realm existed in its own peculiar dimension. Shops and inns lined the stone walls, creating a bustling marketplace.
I strolled leisurely through the village, my Undead Legion in tow. The Goblin Chieftain and my undead soldiers flanked me on both sides like an honor guard. Their faces bore the marks of brutal combat, their armor stained with blood and gashes. The eerie procession commanded the attention of every onlooker.
“Oh my…”
Passersby gasped in astonishment as they crossed paths with me. Most players commanded only a handful of pets or summoned creatures, so the sheer scale of my Undead Legion struck them with considerable shock.
As eyes converged upon me, some offered admiration and praise. An adventurer who had tamed monsters of such magnificent proportions to ascend the tower—it appeared I had accomplished a feat beyond the reach of ordinary players. They followed in my wake, their eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Such attention had become familiar to me. I maintained an expression of deliberate indifference as I continued my unhurried pace. The Underground Village possessed a charm entirely distinct from the surface world. I decided to savor the unfamiliar scenery and grant myself a brief respite.
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I began exploring every corner of the Underground Village with keen interest. NPCs passed by my field of vision—warriors clad in heavy armor and sorcerers sweeping through in ornate robes. A diverse array of NPCs moved about busily, each attending to their own affairs.
Beneath the ceiling lanterns, shops lined the streets in abundance. The Blacksmith District rang with the cheerful sound of hammers, while the general store wafted the subtle aroma of medicinal herbs. Adventurers gathered before the inn, boasting of their progress through the tower and exchanging information.
Among the NPC knights, actual players were also visible. Most appeared to be beginners, equipped with ordinary armor and weapons. The occasional player adorned in ornate gear drew particular attention.
I gazed at them thoughtfully, lost in contemplation.
‘They must be just beginning their challenge of the Tower of Infinity. I wonder how they will grow from here…’
Suddenly curious about my own appearance, I approached a mirror hanging in a nearby shop. The reflection showed me bearing the weight of fatigue, yet my eyes gleamed with a sharp, piercing light. Holding a staff studded densely with crimson gems, clad in armor forged from solid steel—it all testified to the arduous journey I had traversed.
‘Am I satisfied with my current equipment?’
The thought flickered through my mind. More powerful weapons, sturdier armor—such things would certainly ease my path forward. Yet that was a concern for the distant future. For now, conquering the upper reaches of the tower took precedence.
Emerging from my reverie, I resumed my leisurely pace. Both NPCs and players alike seemed startled by the undead soldiers following in my wake. An adventurer who had tamed such formidable monsters—it was more than enough to captivate attention.
I crossed the Underground Village with an exhilarated expression. My footsteps eventually led me to the village’s edge. Standing there, I slowly lowered my gaze to peer downward.
Far below, the entrance to the 1st Floor came into view. Narrow corridors and dim light—the very scene from when I first set foot in the Tower of Infinity. The journey to reach this point had been far from brief.
A faint smile played at the corners of my mouth. Memories of struggles overcome, hardships endured. And the new challenges that awaited ahead. A peculiar emotion, born from the mingling of all these elements, blossomed within me.
‘The view from here is quite magnificent, but what would it be like gazing down from the very pinnacle?’
The curiosity seized me suddenly. The world observed from that lofty height would surely feel entirely different from this vantage point. Lost in that tantalizing imagination, I abruptly turned my body.
My gaze fixed upon the dimensional gate leading to the 7th Floor. A brilliant magical circle lay at its center, with azure energy swirling in a vortex around it. Countless adventurers passed through that gate, continuing their respective journeys.
I took a deep breath and murmured to myself.
“Time to move on.”
The footsteps of my undead soldiers echoed behind me. There was no reason to hesitate further. The moment had come to return to the Battlefield.
I took my first steps toward the dimensional gate. The moment my body surrendered to the brilliant light, the familiar sensation of traversal enveloped my entire being.
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As if awakening from the abyss, I slowly lifted my eyelids. As my vision cleared, the grand landscape of the 7th Floor filled my sight.
Colossal torches seized my attention. Dozens of burning standards lined both sides of the space. The brilliant flames dispelled the surrounding darkness. Yellow flames undulated like rippling waves, radiating an otherworldly luminescence.
Illuminated by that firelight stood magnificent stone pillars. Enormous columns arranged on either side supported the ceiling. Their surfaces, smooth as polished marble, bore intricate geometric patterns carved with exquisite precision. Majestic sculptures. The heavy shadows cast between the pillars added gravitas to the space.
Yet dominating all this grandeur was a colossal silhouette standing within the hall—the Octopus Monster, displaying its full might. While its tentacles hung relatively still, the tridents grasped in both hands radiated a sinister killing intent.
I gazed upon the creature before me. Then, at some point, my lips curled into a smile as I murmured.
“I’d like to dip you in some sauce right from the start.”
A taunt brimming with playful provocation. I called upon my undead soldiers and shifted into full combat readiness.
“Arulan. Dercan.”
At their master’s command, two skeletal soldiers materialized. Within the swirling black mist suspended in the air, they slowly took form. Dercan, wrapped in pitch-black armor, and Arulan, radiating an eerie aura. My two loyal subordinates gazed upon me with eyes burning blue flame.
Kim Jae-beom fixed his gaze upon Arulan and issued his command with unwavering resolve.
“Summon the undead.”
The skeletal mage nodded immediately. Arulan raised his withered fingers, and darkness began to swirl around him in a tempestuous vortex.
―A deep, resonant hum. A second pulse followed.
A weighty vibration shook the earth itself. The ground convulsed violently, and deep fissures began to tear across its surface. The land fractured and crumbled, and from those gaping wounds, billows of pitch-black mist erupted forth.
Slowly, forms began to materialize within that darkness. The monsters I had vanquished and transformed into undead from the lower floors of the Tower of Infinity. Leading the charge came the resurrected Goblin Chieftain, followed by the hulking Orc Warriors. Even the Toad Monster from the 3rd Floor materialized from the shadows—my Undead Legion taking physical form.
Armor black as the void itself. Eyes gleaming with crimson bloodlust. Voices rumbling with lethal intent. These were beings who had faced the Tower’s perils and emerged victorious. Now they stood as one under my command.
As Arulan’s incantation reached its crescendo, the resurrected undead soldiers unleashed a thunderous roar. Their cries resonated in perfect unison, a cacophony of raw power that shattered the silence of the 7th Floor and echoed throughout.
―Aaaaaaah!
―Graaaaaah!
Their momentum surged skyward with unstoppable force. These were soldiers awaiting only my command.
“Charge!”
At my single word, the Undead Legion surged forward in perfect synchronization. They thundered toward the Octopus Monster with a roar that shook the heavens themselves. The ground trembled beneath their footfalls, collapsing as though struck by meteors. Their very presence seemed to make the earth and sky quake.
The Goblin Chieftain at the vanguard unleashed a primal howl. With crimson eyes blazing, he charged forward relentlessly, the Orc Warriors surging behind him. Muscles like iron chains rippled as they advanced, their merciless blades leading the way.
―Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earth resonated with their thundering steps. Heavy war hammers and great swords clashed together, producing a deafening metallic din. The Undead Legion became a tidal wave, crashing down upon the Octopus Monster.

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