My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 134

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134
Inferno
In the distance, the Octopus Monster—master of the 7th Floor—lashed its tentacles with terrible force. It advanced to meet the Undead Legion, its trident held menacingly before it. A suffocating pressure descended upon the Battlefield.
Yet the momentum of the Undead Legion never faltered. If anything, it intensified. Every soldier surged forward with singular purpose and will. They resembled warriors who feared not even death itself. Within them burned only one fierce resolve: to annihilate their enemy.
―Crash!
The Battlefield plunged into chaos and carnage in an instant. The collision of the Undead Legion and the Octopus Monster—like two colossal waves crashing together. The shattering of metal, the horrific tearing of flesh, the savage roars of bloodlust—all mingled to fill the space.
The Goblin Chieftain surged forward with brutal momentum. Muscles like iron chains rippled as he drove his war hammer downward. With a terrifying crack, the hammer struck the Octopus Monster’s torso with devastating force.
Sickly blue blood sprayed in all directions. Yet the Octopus Monster did not fall easily. Enraged, it lashed back with its tentacles in furious retaliation.
―Whoosh! Whoosh!
The tentacles cut through the air with vicious speed, whipping down upon the Undead soldiers like cruel lashes.
―Crack! Splinter!
The sound of shattering bone and tearing flesh. Blood scattered across the Battlefield. Death’s terror reigned supreme.
Yet the Undead Legion did not retreat. Instead, they surged forward instinctively. Those who fell were swiftly resurrected by Arulan’s incantations. Severed limbs regenerated, shattered bones knitted themselves whole.
Death itself could not stop them. The Undead Legion had been granted infinite vitality.
―Boom! Crash!
The Battlefield grew ever more fierce. Dozens of tentacles lashed at the Undead soldiers while blades carved through the Octopus Monster’s flesh. A complex dance of attack and counterattack, with the tide shifting moment by moment as the brutal engagement continued.
The Octopus Monster’s attacks whittled away at the Undead Legion. Yet they continued to regenerate. With infinite stamina and stubborn will, the soldiers endured. Though they fell and were driven back, they never surrendered, pressing ever forward. Not a single step backward—only the fierce determination to crush their foe.
As this one-sided battle raged on, the Octopus Monster’s strength gradually waned. It could not withstand the relentless onslaught of the Undead Legion.
The Octopus Monster resisted desperately, yet grew increasingly exhausted. Its wounded tentacles moved slower, its eyes dimmed with fatigue. The Goblin Chieftain seized the opening without hesitation. He did not miss this fatal opportunity, swinging his massive war hammer with all his might.
―Boom!
A devastating blow struck the Octopus Monster’s head. With a sickening metallic shriek, the creature was hurled backward. The Orc Warriors surged forward without delay.
―Crunch! Splinter!
Merciless blades tore through the Octopus Monster’s body. Green blood gushed forth like a spring. In moments, dozens of wounds opened across its form.
―Aaaahhh!
The Octopus Monster shrieked in agony and retreated. The wounded creature staggered backward, barely able to move. Yet the Undead Legion pursued without mercy. Cold and relentless, they descended upon the monster in an endless tide.
War hammers and great swords struck in alternating rhythm. Bone shattered, flesh tore. The monster’s eyes widened with terror. At last, the Octopus Monster collapsed without even a final cry. Its blood-soaked body crashed to the earth.
―Wheeze….
Its massive tentacles lay limp upon the ground. Fear lingered in its lifeless eyes. The Octopus Monster had tasted nothing but the bitterness of death.
―Thud. Thud. Thud.
Heavy footsteps echoed as Kim Jae-beom approached the Octopus Monster’s corpse. Soft flesh gave way beneath his feet. Crimson blood traced his path across the ground.
Kim Jae-beom slowly lowered his head, gazing silently at the dead creature. The despair and defeat felt in death’s final moment seemed to linger in those lifeless eyes.
After a moment of silence, Kim Jae-beom spoke. His voice was as cold as a tomb.
“Arulan. Raise this one as well.”
As if awaiting the command, the skeletal sorcerer Arulan responded immediately.
―Click-click.
Arulan raised his bony fingers. As he chanted his incantation, dark energy began to gather above the Octopus Monster’s corpse.
―Hiss. Hiss.
Black mist burrowed into the flesh. Shadowy magic coiled around the Octopus Monster’s body. The process was hauntingly beautiful—the work of breathing new life into dead flesh.
―Rumble.
Vibrations rippled through the air. The sickly blue skin darkened as if scorched to ash. Wounded flesh fell away, leaving only bone behind.
That was the Octopus Monster’s new form.
―A deep, resonant boom echoed through the chamber.
The earth itself trembled. The undead Octopus Monster rose with a shudder, its body now even more colossal, dominating the entire field of vision. The eight tentacles had multiplied to ten. Its pristine white bones gleamed like razor-sharp blades. Madness blazed from its crimson eyes.
―A haunting, otherworldly groan escaped its throat.
The sound that poured forth was no voice of the living. The undead Octopus Monster slowly turned its head toward me, its eyes burning with a fierce, blood-red glow.
It was far more terrifying than when it had drawn breath in life.
Yet I remained unmoved. Instead, I met the undead creature with eyes gleaming with anticipation.
* * *
I led the Undead Legion toward the 8th Floor. As we ascended the stairs, a heavy tension enveloped us. Crimson eyes flickering in the darkness. A procession of skulls emanating an eerie aura. The sight was like something from a nightmare.
At last, I reached the 8th Floor. But the spectacle that unfolded before my eyes nearly made me choke. A grand and colossal labyrinth awaited us. Intricate corridors sprawling left and right. Pathways tangled like a spider’s web. All of it blanketed the entire 8th Floor.
“So it’s a maze this time.”
A hollow laugh escaped me. My expression was that of someone facing a new challenge. Yet I had not abandoned hope.
“Can we destroy the walls?”
I posed the question to Arulan. The skeletal mage nodded and extended his hand toward the maze’s wall. Black mana swirled and condensed into a small sphere.
―A sharp, piercing cry rang out!
The black sphere shot from Arulan’s hand. It hurtled in a straight line toward the wall.
―A dull thud.
But contrary to my expectations, the wall didn’t budge. Rather, the moment of impact, the black sphere vanished without a trace. It was as though the wall had swallowed it whole.
“So we’ll have to navigate the maze after all.”
I muttered in resignation. I led the undead forces toward the entrance of the labyrinth. Just as we were about to disappear into the deep, dark corridor—
―A thunderous boom shook the earth!
A violent tremor, as if the ground itself were collapsing. I spun around urgently. To my shock, the entrance was slowly closing.
―A heavy, resounding crash!
A massive stone wall blocked our retreat. The exit was sealed. Now there was only one path forward—I had to lead the Undead Legion deeper into the maze.
* * *
I stepped forward into the depths of the labyrinth. The Undead Legion followed in my wake, a procession of death. Our passage through the corridors was like a scene from a nightmare.
Paths branching left and right. Passages intertwining before and behind. The maze seemed endless. In the deep, dark expanse, I cautiously surveyed my surroundings. I felt as though unseen eyes were watching me from the shadows. The cold air pressing against my skin made me hold my breath.
―Thump. Thump. Thump.
Then it came.
Heavy footsteps echoed from the far end of the corridor. The sound drew steadily closer. Tension mounted with each passing moment.
―A sharp sound!
What emerged from the opposite passage were none other than players. Heavily armored warriors, mages in robes—a diverse array of classes. Upon spotting me, they could not hide their shock and excitement.
“A player!”
“Kill him!”
Hostile voices cried out in unison. Without hesitation, they rushed toward me. Their eyes burned with killing intent, blades and magical staffs gleaming. They charged with the momentum to erase me in a single stroke.
“Heh.”
Facing four players hurtling toward me, I let out a scoff of disbelief. Just when things were already complicated, another headache had appeared.
I watched the situation unfold quietly before speaking.
“Dercan. Beat them—but don’t kill them.”
At my command, the skeletal warrior wielding twin blades stepped forward with a resounding thud.
―Boom!
With a resonant crash, Dercan surged forward.
―Slash!
“Ah… ahhhhh! My HP!”
A desperate scream echoed through the Corridor. An unguarded player crumpled under the blade’s bite, crimson blood pooling across the floor.

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