My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 154

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Chapter 154
Beneath a cerulean sky, an expansive grassland stretched endlessly before me. Verdant blades of grass rippled in the breeze, a lush emerald tapestry extending all the way to the distant horizon. After soaring through the heavens for some time, I gradually descended, surveying the terrain below.
Across the seemingly peaceful expanse, enormous fissures yawned open at regular intervals. Craters several meters in diameter—they resembled the footprints of a colossal giant who had stamped upon the earth and departed.
Circling overhead with crimson wings unfurled, I peered intently into the depths of one chasm. What greeted my eyes were writhing scarlet spheres at the bottom of the pit.
Soon, the red spheres erupted from the chasms, scattering like embers across the grassland. The blazing crimson orbs undulated as if possessed by sentient will, radiating oppressive heat in all directions.
In their wandering, they discovered prey—a horde of Goblin Soldiers traversing the grassland. Ravenous emerald creatures thirsting for blood.
The carnivorous spheres descended upon the goblins with ferocious speed. In the blink of an eye, they engulfed the creatures entirely. Searing agony that dissolved flesh and bone consumed the Goblin Soldiers. Before they could even scream, their bodies liquefied, losing all form. Bubbling tissue, charring skin—in mere moments, the goblins transformed into heaps of ash. Gray powder scattered upon the wind.
From my vantage in the sky, a deep smile spread across my face. My crimson eyes gleamed with delight.
“Exquisite.”
The words carried triumphant satisfaction.
Meanwhile, far behind the Grass Field, players who witnessed this spectacle stood frozen in shock. Dozens of blood-red spheres dissolving enemies into nothingness—a grotesque scene beyond imagination unfolding before their eyes. Overwhelmed by such formidable magical power, they held their breath, seized by awe.
“Incredible…”
Before such an unbelievable reality, gasps of wonder escaped their lips unbidden. Half terror, half amazement. Complex, contradictory emotions tangled within them.
Their gazes turned skyward.
As the crimson spheres consumed the earth, I appeared as a demon incarnate.
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After nearly an hour of soaring through the heavens, I gradually descended toward the grassland, my wings spread wide in elegant arcs as I cut through the wind before landing softly upon the earth.
As my feet touched ground, dust billowed upward. Standing there momentarily, I surveyed my surroundings before drawing a deep breath. My eyes, dark as the night sky, gleamed with intensity.
“Aulan.”
The name fell like a command, my voice strong and resonant.
The moment the words left my lips, the air before me began to warp. A rift of darkness materialized, expanding steadily. Black mist poured through the widening fissure.
From within that murk, a silhouette emerged—Aulan, the skeletal sorcerer.
“Absorb their souls.”
A terse command directed toward Aulan.
At those words, a chilling smile twisted across Aulan’s visage. The skeletal mage opened its fetid maw wide, exhaling a labored, rattling breath.
In that instant, an extraordinary phenomenon unfolded.
Azure radiance erupted from Aulan’s form. The frigid, luminous energy dispersed into the void before converging upon the corpses of the Goblin Soldiers.
Dead goblins, devastated earth—between that desolate landscape, threads of blue vitality extended forth.
Souls wrapped in cold luminescence tore free from the corpses. They resembled faintly glimmering azure pearls. Helpless and adrift, the spirits were drawn inexorably toward Aulan.
The blue spheres gathered within the skeleton’s hollow ribcage. Souls seeping between bone, azure light becoming gossamer threads that burrowed into Aulan’s being.
The energy of death filled Aulan completely.
Countless souls became brilliant sapphire stars, shimmering in the darkness. They would now sustain Aulan, becoming eternally part of its essence.
As the soul absorption concluded, formidable power radiated from Aulan’s frame. Bones resonated with trembling force. The death mage, infused with newfound vitality, overflowed with renewed strength.
I smiled with satisfaction, regarding Aulan. My keen gaze reflected contentment. This harvest of souls was yet another triumph.
“Well done.”
My voice whispered through the darkness like a caress against the ear.
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An hour passed, and the grassland’s landscape transformed once more. The crimson spheres I had conjured burrowed deep into the earth, carving out massive chasms.
Brilliant scarlet energy masses embedded themselves far beneath the surface before detonating. Violent explosions shook the ground, sending dust and earth cascading in all directions.
Relentless detonations, the earth rippling with flame and heat.
Under the relentless barrage of the orbs, the Grassland was torn asunder in an instant. A massive chasm yawned open, growing deeper and deeper with each passing moment. The earth consumed by crimson flames transformed into a profound and treacherous Underground passage.
As the explosions ceased and the smoke dissipated, an unfathomable abyss revealed itself. A depth of at least fifty meters—a perfectly vertical Corridor stretching into eerie darkness.
This Great Chasm was the product of my painstaking labor over countless hours. I had excavated the earth again and again, carving a passage that descended deep into the Underground.
Hovering above the chasm with crimson wings unfurled, I wiped the sweat beading on my forehead. Perspiration traced down my temples. I brushed my brow with the back of my hand.
“I’ve finally completed the workshop.”
A murmur tinged with satisfaction. My voice carried the mingled tones of exertion and contentment.
This Corridor extending deep beneath the earth—only I knew its true purpose. Yet one thing was certain: this Great Chasm would play a crucial role in my design.
I gazed down at the colossal chasm I had created, lost in profound contemplation. This deep and shadowed Corridor was no mere wound in the earth. Anticipation burned brilliantly in my eyes.
With crimson wings spread wide, I soared high into the heavens. My feathers fluttered in the wind, and my jet-black robes billowed dramatically. I drew a deep breath into my chest, then bellowed with tremendous force.
“Aulan!”
My thunderous voice shook the very ground. Echoes rippled across all directions. To my call, the figure upon the earth responded.
The skeletal sorcerer Aulan. He lifted his head, gazing up at his master suspended in the sky. From his hollow eye sockets, blue flames flickered and danced.
“Drive the Goblin Soldiers into the chasm.”
A command descending from the heavens. Brief, yet commanding in its intensity.
Aulan nodded with a sharp crack. His pristine jawbone clicked and clattered.
He extended both skeletal hands into the void. As his finger bones curled inward, dark energy surged forth.
In that instant, a pitch-black mist erupted from Aulan’s form. The fog spread outward in all directions.
The mist consumed the Grassland with terrifying speed. The Grass Field vanished beneath an impenetrable veil of darkness. In moments, it was consumed entirely by shadow.
Among the Goblin Soldiers trapped within the encircling fog, shrieks of panic and terror erupted.
“Kyaaaah!”
“Kyaaaah!”
They thrashed about in the mist with faces twisted in horror. Oppressive darkness closed in from all sides, suffocating them.
A sinister smile played across Aulan’s skeletal visage. Watching terrified prey struggle was a delightful amusement to him. The skeletal sorcerer swept his arms, manipulating the fog with deliberate precision.
The pitch-black curtain contracted relentlessly. Within the suffocating darkness, the Goblin Soldiers ran blindly. Their verdant bodies were herded in a single direction.
The Great Chasm yawned open, waiting to receive them.
Pap-pap-pap!
The mist drove the Goblin Soldiers toward the chasm. Trapped within the dark veil, they stumbled forward helplessly. Their vision was completely obscured, unable to see what lay ahead. Yet the wave of darkness, possessed of terrible will, dragged them inexorably in one direction—toward the Great Chasm.
Terror-stricken, the Goblin Soldiers shrieked as they plummeted into the deep, shadowed abyss. Their small, green-skinned bodies tumbled into the Massive Underground Cavern’s entrance. Their screams faded into the eerie depths below, swallowed by the endless void.
In that very moment, a brilliant crimson radiance erupted from the depths of the chasm. Scarlet light tore through the pitch-black darkness, soaring high into the heavens. It evoked the image of magma surging forth from the depths of hell itself.
The Goblin Soldiers who fell into the chasm were consumed by the crimson inferno.
The flames coiled around their bodies like serpents, constricting with terrible force. Flesh melted away, bones crumbled to dust, and all that remained transformed into ash.
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
Horrific shrieks and anguished cries tangled together. The Goblin Soldiers writhed in agony, convulsing as the crimson flames consumed them utterly.
Their flesh and blood transformed into ash, scattering into the air like dust.
The Great Chasm was now filled entirely with brilliant scarlet flames. Each time Goblin Soldiers were cast into its depths, the inferno surged and devoured them.
The deep, shadowed chasm had become an abyss of death and purification. Within the roaring crimson energy, the Goblin Soldiers vanished without trace. Even the final remnants they left behind transformed into ash, dispersing into nothingness.
From the heavens, observing this spectacle, a sinister smile crossed my lips. Everything was proceeding exactly according to my design. The Goblin Soldiers perishing in the crimson flames—their end would be far more than mere death.
Beneath the clear, azure sky, the Great Chasm blazed with brilliant red light, displaying its terrible majesty. An altar of death and rebirth erected in the heart of the sprawling Grassland. The scene unfolding there was both eerie and sublime.
The crimson flames that extinguished life and birthed new matter—before them, all finite existence would be purified and transcended.

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