My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 182

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Chapter 182
Volcano advanced toward the spot where the Fire Spirit had stood, each footfall sending tremors through the earth. Between the shattered rocks, crimson magma churned and roiled. A colossal silhouette drew near, radiating oppressive heat.
It resembled death itself incarnate. Pitch-black smoke surged skyward, and brilliant flames painted the world in flickering light. Volcano’s breath set the very air ablaze around it.
Upon reaching the place where the Fire Spirit had once raged, Volcano sensed the lingering remnants of its power. Though the embers were fading, they still carried the spirit’s fierce essence. Without hesitation, I began absorbing the remaining energy. As the spirit’s residue was drawn in, violent resonance erupted from within my form. Crimson flames coursed across my skin before engulfing my entire body. Inside, turbulent magma surged and roiled.
In a single breath, Volcano’s body swelled dramatically in size, transforming into a magnificent form that seemed to support the very mountain itself. The absorbed spirit’s power amplified my strength several times over. The claws that gouged the earth, the blazing eyes, the glowing fissures that covered my skin—everything became more intense and terrifying. My presence towered toward the heavens, and the radiating heat set the atmosphere itself to boil.
From a distance, Kim Jae-beom watched the spectacle, a faint smile crossing his face.
“Excellent.”
His whisper was chillingly cold, laden with sinister satisfaction.
Volcano, now swollen with power, unleashed a furious roar and opened its maw wide. In the next instant, magma that seemed to boil up from the depths of hell erupted forth, shaking heaven and earth.
The endless torrent of magma consumed everything in moments. A river of fire, blazing crimson, pierced through the land. Suffocating heat and brilliant light swallowed the world. The sight of the earth transforming into a sea of flames resembled a scene from the apocalypse itself.
Yet amid the inferno of destruction, Kim Jae-beom and his Undead Legion remained unscathed. Rather, the scorching magma became an incomparable armor for them. As the crimson lava enveloped their bodies, it hardened like molten plate mail. An army of death clad in armor that shimmered with scarlet brilliance. The sight of them—eyes blazing with fierce light and emanating an eerie aura—was terror incarnate. They had now transcended into far more powerful and dreadful beings, borrowing Volcano’s strength.
For thirty minutes, Kim Jae-beom’s undead army advanced without pause, encased in magma armor that glowed with crimson intensity.
―A piercing shriek!
Blades in their hands flashed brilliantly, cleaving the sky, while massive mauls struck the earth, kicking up clouds of dust. Through the gaps in shattered armor, exposed white bone gleamed with an eerie luster.
A skeletal legion marched forth, emanating an unsettling aura of death. The sight was so grotesque and terrifying that one could scarcely imagine it without witnessing it directly.
Soon, a colossal tentacled monstrosity emerged before the Undead Legion. Easily twenty meters tall, its entire body was covered in wet, slimy tentacles. From its writhing, filthy skin wafted a nauseating stench. Hundreds of tentacles thrashed about, gouging the earth and lashing through the air.
The repulsive sound of viscous slime and violent movements combined into something that induced nausea. Eyes bloodshot and crimson rolled about wildly, while a mouth lined with sharp fangs unleashed a chilling roar. The foul odor emanating from its entire body and the bone-chilling aura it radiated filled anyone with dread.
Yet the Undead Legion did not hesitate. They knew no fear. Having overcome death itself, they charged at the monster with blazing eyes. As thousands of feet struck the earth in unison, the ground trembled, and vibrations rippled outward. Reeking of blood, the undead rushed toward the tentacles.
Even under the assault of the tentacles, they did not flinch. The magma armor, heated to brilliant crimson, melted the tentacles away. Scarlet flesh dissolved, exposing bone beneath. With a sizzling sound, the agony of annihilation engulfed the creature. Yet the Undead Legion’s momentum never wavered. Instead, they pressed forward with even greater ferocity, finally closing in on the main body.
Merciless blades flashed in a frenzy. Chains whirled, and mauls crashed down. The sight of splintering bone, tearing muscle, and blood everywhere was pandemonium itself. Flesh flew through the air, entrails spilled forth. Screams like wails erupted from the monster’s maw. Despite its desperate thrashing, the Undead Legion showed no mercy. They swung their blades relentlessly, severing and destroying everything. The creature, overcome with terror, writhed upon the ground, yet overwhelmed by sheer numbers, it could mount no resistance.
Then came that moment.
“Stop.”
A single, frigid word halted the undead frenzy. Kim Jae-beom’s voice was like ice. The instant his command fell, the undead ceased their movements with mechanical precision. Obedient soldiers who had mastered submission, they obeyed without question.
Thousands of gazes turned toward Kim Jae-beom in unison. The bloodshot eyes, the gaunt faces, the reverence emanating from withered bone was beyond description. They gazed upon him as one might regard a god who held their very lifeline. Soldiers for whom a single word from him meant life or death. To them, Kim Jae-beom was an absolute being who decided all things.
“Arulan.”
The voice thundered like a storm. A weighty word that pierced to the core. An oppressive command that would chill even the dead.
―Click, click.
With a solemn sound, a skeletal soldier stepped forward from the ranks. It was Arulan. Worn and faded armor, a spear stained with blood. The rattle of chains striking the air was heavy and eerie as metal. From the gaunt frame emanated a terrifying aura. The hollow eye sockets burned with malice.
Arulan knelt before Kim Jae-beom, bowing his head. As if swearing absolute obedience to his master. A chilling silence fell.
“Transform it into an undead.”
At the cold, direct command, Arulan rose and approached the colossal tentacled monstrosity. The moment he extended his hand, a grotesque aura poured forth from his palm.
Black, cold, and desolate mist. It was as though death itself had been given form. The reek of decay flowed across skin, causing bone to tremble. Like a serpent, the mist writhed and flowed toward the creature.
“Kueeeek!”
A piercing scream erupted. Engulfed in black energy, the creature convulsed, thrashing in agony.
The black mist pouring from Arulan’s fingertips burrowed into the tentacled monstrosity’s body. In moments, it was absorbed into the creature’s skin, spreading through its veins to every part of its form. The power of death flowed through its blood, rotting its flesh. Infested by the cursed mist, the creature gradually lost its life force.
Flesh that had been scarlet turned pitch-black before crumbling into ash and falling away. Once-firm muscle withered and shriveled. Veins burst crimson and decayed into putrid matter. On protruding bone joints, remaining flesh crumbled and fell. The tentacles lost their strength and hung limp. The ground became a muddy swamp from the flowing bodily fluids and blood.
From the grotesque corpse that had collapsed came the stench of putrefaction. All warmth of life had vanished, leaving only death in its wake.
Soon the flesh began to bubble and melt. Hot tissue fell away piece by piece, spilling blood. Red blood poured to the ground. Organs dissolved. A body dying while still alive.
Now only a skeletal frame remained. All sinew had vanished, leaving only gleaming white bone.
Yet the creature had not been completely annihilated. From the hollow eye sockets, a crimson light flickered. Cursed life that had bloomed from death’s soil. Those scarlet eyes, condensed with malice, retained all the ferocity of its living form.
The colossal undead creature now knelt before its master. It possessed neither will nor emotion—only Kim Jae-beom’s commands held absolute authority. Every movement emanated the eerie, unsettling aura unique to the undead.
A thin smile crossed his lips.
What reflected in his eyes was the intoxicating pleasure of transforming enemies into subordinates. The exhilaration of his most formidable adversary becoming his servant. Before such power, satisfaction bloomed within him.
Standing beside Arulan, I felt certain we were invincible. Before us, wielding the forces of the underworld that even the living could not defy, no one could stand against us.
Thus the Undead Legion grew incomparably stronger. In Kim Jae-beom’s grasp, the death-lords who drew breath took another step into a new world.

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