My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 159

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Chapter 159
I stepped into the endless expanse of the Desolate Rocky Terrain with the Undead Legion. Each footfall echoed across this barren wasteland.
The ground was carpeted with countless stones of varying sizes. Jagged rock fragments lay scattered haphazardly, while crevices along towering cliffs overflowed with rubble.
Yet that silence was short-lived. The peaceful landscape began to shatter.
Boom! Crash! Crash!
Thunderous footsteps that shook the earth reverberated loudly through the valley.
Two colossal undead creatures stomped forcefully across the rocky terrain, advancing with powerful strides.
The first was a Minotaur radiating an eerie aura. Its massive horns, as if heavily armored, were encased in weighty metal. Decaying green flesh hung from its grotesque face, while its muscular frame was clad in armor adorned with yellowed fangs.
The second was a towering Undead Goblin. A rotting mass of flesh covered entirely in dark wounds and blood. Foul-smelling liquid dripped relentlessly from that repulsive form.
From its threatening mouth filled with fangs, crimson saliva streamed endlessly, while hundreds of eyes stared wide open.
Boom! Crash!
Following the two undead’s ponderous steps, dozens of skeletal soldiers marched in perfect formation.
The bone-white horde wielding rusted swords and spears harmonized with the eerie landscape, their ranks unbroken. The metallic clang of heavy footsteps rang out in unison, while the sound of clashing skulls echoed hauntingly.
Boom! Rumble!
Just as the Undead Legion crossed through the valley.
Stones half-buried in the earth suddenly trembled, then shot skyward.
Hundreds of rocks, large and small, erupted from the ground as if uprooted.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Crash! Crash!
The airborne boulders immediately surged toward the undead.
A relentless barrage of jagged stones pummeled the undead mercilessly.
Yet the undead’s counterattack was formidable.
The colossal Goblin swung its muscular arms, deflecting the boulders with brutal force as if swatting flies. Sharp stone fragments grazed its cheek, drawing dark blood, but the Goblin pressed forward undeterred.
The Minotaur’s display of power with its swinging horns was equally impressive.
It met the stones with metallic clangs.
The sight of it shattering rocks with its head while advancing powerfully was magnificent.
Dozens of undead soldiers fought valiantly.
The skeletal legion wielded rusted weapons, parrying the cascading assault.
Stones collided from all directions, shattering into fragments, while splintered bone shards erupted through the debris.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
As the fierce battle between the stone heap and undead raged, someone observed the situation from behind with a leisurely gait.
It was Kim Jae-beom.
After watching for some time, Kim Jae-beom finally spoke.
“Hmm… this time we’re not facing monsters.”
Whoosh.
Having observed the Battlefield for a while longer, I slowly extended my hand.
My black robe fluttered as I grasped something hanging from my back.
In my hand was a staff emanating a subtle metallic sheen.
It was a steel staff forged from heavy iron.
Swish.
“Let’s see what I can do.”
Kim Jae-beom twisted his wrist, sending the steel staff floating into the air.
The hovering staff began to spin in place, drawn by magical force. What started as sluggish movement gradually accelerated.
As the rotation quickened, wind began to swirl around the staff.
The faint current intensified steadily, transforming into a raging tempest.
A vortex of churning force centered on the steel staff.
A considerable storm was taking shape.
Whoosh! Roaaaar!
The whirlwind descended with ferocious intensity, devouring everything in its path.
Small pebbles were sucked in first, followed by rocks the size of fists.
The undead attacking in midair were no exception.
Several skeletal soldiers were pushed by the violent winds toward the vortex’s center.
The storm expanded at a terrifying pace.
Swish.
Kim Jae-beom, commanding the tempest, began to advance forward.
He moved slowly through the Undead Legion, the churning steel staff leading the way.
Skeletal bones shredded by razor-sharp winds.
The powerful suction consumed everything in its wake.
Step by step.
Soon I approached two colossal undead standing at the front lines.
A massive Undead Goblin and the Minotaur caught in the tempest.
Yet they stubbornly endured, resisting even within the maelstrom.
The Minotaur confronted the whirlwind with all its might.
It carved through the storm with its heavy horns, slowly advancing toward me.
The giant Undead Goblin pressed its massive palms against the tempest. Its skin, covered in crimson wounds, was torn to shreds by the brutal winds.
Yet oblivious to pain, it endured with savage strength—a display of overwhelming power.
Hiss!
The two monsters were forced backward by the whirlwind. Seeing this, a faint smile crossed my lips.
I extended the staff toward the struggling undead.
In that instant, the steel staff began rotating at an even faster speed.
The metal rod spun with tremendous force.
The ever-expanding storm swelled as if to consume everything around it.
The intensified whirlwind swiftly engulfed both undead.
Their massive bodies were lifted into the air.
The undead were violently sucked toward the vortex’s center.
Flesh torn to shreds, bones crushed to fragments. I continued rotating the staff as I advanced.
A colossal whirlwind opened a path before me.
All obstacles were consumed and swept away by the churning tempest.
“The Undead Legion is somewhat wasteful, but I can simply resummon them.”
My voice carried an eerie coldness as I muttered indifferently—an attitude suggesting I cared nothing for my subordinates’ sacrifice.
Swish.
I surveyed the pristine battlefield, now devoid of even the smallest remnants of destruction.
Not a trace of the Undead Legion remained.
As if they had never existed at all, only the gleaming rocky terrain stretched endlessly before me.
Brilliant sunlight bathed the earth.
I continued spinning the steel staff in my hand without pause, rotating it in lazy circles.
The floating metal rod drifted forward, stirring a gentle whirlwind in its wake.
A dark mage walking in silence, harmonized with the vortex that enveloped him.
The black robes fluttering in the breeze and the glowing blue eyes created an air of mystery.
Boom!
I had been advancing for quite some time when it happened.
Suddenly, a thunderous sound erupted from far ahead.
A violent tremor that shook the very earth.
I turned my gaze toward the source of that sound, and a sight entered my vision.
In the middle of the rocky valley, an enormous fissure was tearing open across the ground.
The earth splitting left and right.
Something dark began to emerge from the widening gap.
Screeeech!
With a metallic screech, a massive boulder thrust upward from the earth.
What crawled forth from beneath the ground bore the shape of a human.
A massive body precariously balanced on two legs.
The rocky form was like a mountain itself.
Rough, unfinished stone formed a jagged, uneven surface.
It was a colossal golem carved from stone.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The stone golem strode toward the valley, shaking the earth with each step.
With each heavy footfall, the scattered pebbles around it clattered and rolled away.
As I watched the spectacle unfold, irritation seemed to surface more than surprise.
I muttered in a weary voice.
“Another golem?”
My tone was monotonous and dry.
Tedium dripped from every word.
I slowly extended the steel staff forward.
The metal rod spinning in the air whirled at tremendous speed, generating an enormous tempest.
Whoosh! Fwooosh!
The swirling gale rapidly expanded in size.
A ferocious whirlwind that swept with enough force to consume everything in its path.
With its savage rush, the air twisted and the earth trembled violently.
I directed the tempest toward the stone golem and unleashed it.
A whirlwind tore through the air with a piercing shriek.
Caught within the raging gale, the golem’s massive body slowly lifted into the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A vortex of wind spun across the earth with overwhelming force, gouging deep trenches into the ground.
The golem’s body, sculpted from stone, began to crumble under that devastating power.
Stone fragments were weathered away, chiseled into oblivion.
They transformed into dust and scattered on the tempest’s wings.
In the blink of an eye, the colossal golem’s form was reduced to powder and dispersed into the atmosphere.
The debris shattered by the gale was strewn across the vast Valley.
Only dust clouds rose from the desolate landscape.
The massive golem vanished in an instant.
As if its very existence had evaporated.
The powerful tempest did not relent, sweeping across the Valley.
With a deafening roar, the earth’s strata were laid bare.
The ground was carved and shattered by the terrifying force of the wind.
Debris and razor-sharp fragments scattered in all directions.
In mere moments, the Valley transformed into a scene of devastation.
The barren land had become a wasteland. The cliffs that had enclosed it crumbled, and the majestic rocky mountains were obliterated beyond recognition.

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