My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 183

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Chapter 183
Kim Jae-beom approached with long strides and mounted the creature’s back. His movements were agile. The undead tentacle monster stood motionless, bearing its new master.
Kim Jae-beom spoke in a cold, indifferent voice.
“Forward.”
At that single word, the tentacle monster lurched into motion.
“Kuuaarrgh!”
The creature unleashed a sinister, chilling cry. Its skeletal legs began to move. With heavy, thunderous footfalls, the colossal body surged ahead.
The Undead Legion and the loyal Arulan followed in the wake of the creature bearing their master. Skeletal soldiers clad in crimson armor formed a procession of death—a sight both eerie and magnificent. Leading the charge was the undead monster cutting through the wind, followed by countless legions of the departed.
After a prolonged gallop, they finally arrived before an enormous Underground Pit. Kim Jae-beom cast his gaze into the depths and murmured.
“A pit within a pit.”
Curiosity and calculation gleamed in his eyes.
It was then that the tentacle monster, awaiting Kim Jae-beom’s command, extended its appendages downward. In the next instant, an incredible sight unfolded. Tentacles wreathed in pitch-black mist erupted from the creature’s body.
Damp and slimy, the tentacles writhed toward the pit, reeking of putrefaction. Suffused with the essence of darkness, they slowly yet relentlessly penetrated into the abyss.
Then it happened.
A brilliant azure light erupted from the pit.
The blue radiance illuminated the pitch-black void in an instant. The luminescence, nearly blinding in its brilliance, was breathtakingly beautiful.
Within the pit, something extraordinary was occurring. The very fabric of space itself began to twist and fracture. A violent tempest swept through, and thunderous roars echoed across the realm.
In moments, the pit transformed into a colossal spatial rift. Within that chasm, brimming with azure light, the landscape of another world unfurled. Incomprehensible vistas that overwhelmed the mind. Scenes beyond human imagination swirled before their eyes.
Drawn by overwhelming force, Kim Jae-beom and the Undead Legion were pulled inward. Caught in an irresistible current, their bodies were absorbed beyond the rift. Reality and illusion intertwined within the maddening vortex. The flow of time and space distorted. It was an extreme experience that threatened to shatter consciousness itself.
As Kim Jae-beom regained awareness, the landscape before him came into focus. An endless expanse of deep blue grassland stretched majestically before him.
Far in the distance, within the heart of a forest, stood a colossal tree, commanding and magnificent. Its branches, reaching toward the heavens with majestic grace, resembled a spine. Its roots delved deep into the earth, drawing forth the planet’s vital essence. Light poured through the canopy.
A powerful surge of life force. It was the power of the World Tree—the source of all existence and nature’s greatest treasure.
With gleaming eyes, Kim Jae-beom murmured.
“This time, I shall claim it.”
His voice carried an unmistakable hunger for conquest.
At that moment.
From the forest shrouded in the World Tree’s shadow, silhouettes slowly emerged. It was the Elf Army, radiating an aura of power. Beneath the azure light filtering through the leaves, the pale skin of the elves gleamed with an ethereal glow.
Gracefully curved bows and blades, armor covered in silver.
Green cloaks fluttered in the wind.
Unclean entities that had desecrated the forest of life. The Undead Legion, reeking of decay and defiling the earth. The eyes of the elves meeting them turned cold as ice.
Breaking the silence, Kim Jae-beom murmured.
“Attack.”
The command cut through the air.
The moment Kim Jae-beom’s words ended, the Undead Legion hurled themselves forward. With anguished screams, the legions of death charged toward the elves. Decayed flesh fell away, skeletal bones clattered in a horrifying procession.
The elf warriors surged forward in response. Arrows whistled through the air, and gleaming blades slashed through the wind. Fluttering cloak tails and golden armor blazed brilliantly, shimmering before the eyes.
The two forces collided in a frenzy of battle. Flesh and bone clashed, steel and wood collided. Flesh was torn by sword and spear, skulls shattered by arrows. Sparks flew, blood flowed freely. Agonized screams pierced the heavens. The confrontation between the legions of death and the spirits of nature reached its crescendo.
Elf warriors wielding silver blades.
Against them, Kim Jae-beom’s Undead Legion. A wave of terror radiating the power of horrific decay, consuming all in its path. Even as they fell, they rose again to attack.
Fresh blood stained the grassland crimson. Crushed flesh and skeletal remains littered the earth. The purity of the elves and the corruption of the undead intermingled, creating a grotesque spectacle.
In that moment, a heavy tremor emanated from beneath the ground. Dust erupted skyward with a deafening roar, and colossal forms emerged from the earth. As I turned my gaze, an awe-inspiring sight came into view. They appeared like ancient trees walking upright. Majestic figures covered in dense foliage and branches that seemed to have existed for millennia. They were legendary beings of mystery—Treants.
The ancient tree spirits summoned by the Elf Army shook their towering forms as they confronted the Undead Legion. Their eyes blazed with fury, and roars erupted from their mouths. Voices laden with nature’s wrath thundered across the heavens.
“Roooaaarrr!”
The Treants attacked with explosive force, their massive branches cleaving through the air and shattering skeletal frames into fragments. Their hooves crashed down upon the earth, pulverizing decayed flesh. Vines coiled around their enemies, strangling the life from them.
Yet even beneath the Treants’ furious onslaught, the Undead hordes refused to yield. Skeletal soldiers, fortified by the power of decay, rushed forward and severed the thick wooden limbs. Arrows of darkness erupted from their armor, piercing through leaf-covered backs. Sharp obsidian bark was driven deep, drawing blood. The battle grew increasingly fierce.
As the tide began to turn in favor of the Elf Army, Arulan, Kim Jae-beom’s trusted lieutenant, raised his hand. A chilling incantation shook the air itself. Death’s essence rose from his skeletal form, and crimson radiance blazed from his hollow eye sockets.
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At his command, something stirred in the depths below. A tremor like a colossal earthquake shook the earth, and in the next moment, monstrous forms emerged. Towering skeletons of ancient beasts, resurrected by the power of darkness. The sight was apocalyptic.
Fanged skulls of savage beasts covered entirely in tusks. Colossal golems clad in pitch-black armor. Frost giants and dragon swarms radiating desolate darkness. The aura they emanated froze the very air.
The Treants crumbled helplessly beneath the relentless deluge of attacks. Their wooden bodies were torn by steel claws, bleeding profusely, while branches infested by darkness withered away. The Battlefield, where undead beasts and nature’s incarnation clashed, resembled the end of all things. The Forest’s guardians were trampled, snapped, and torn asunder.
Then it happened.
The Griffin Elves appeared.
Griffins soared through the sky with powerful wingbeats. These sacred beasts, bearing the head of an eagle and the body of a lion, carried Elf knights upon their backs as they circled above the Battlefield.
“Uuuaahhh!”
With a thunderous cry, the Elf Knight Order charged directly toward Kim Jae-beom.
Dazzling magical power erupted from the tips of the Elf knights’ spears. Holy light pierced through the undead abominations. Brilliant flashes erupted. Flames ignited. The Undead, engulfed in sacred fire, shrieked as they turned to ash. Arrows bathed in celestial radiance tore through the darkness, piercing enemy hearts.
“Hmm….”
Kim Jae-beom’s hand moved to his waist. In the next instant, a heavy steel staff materialized. An ominous aura radiated from it. The dark metal trembled fiercely within his grasp.
That staff, which emanated an aura of death and terror.
It began to move.
―Whoooosh!
Simultaneously, a wondrous transformation occurred within Kim Jae-beom’s body. Crimson light enveloping his entire form ignited into brilliant flames. Scarlet radiance burst through his skin, radiating outward. The red aura, flickering like fire, unleashed overwhelming heat that dominated the surroundings.
Soon the crimson energy condensed, forming a colossal silhouette behind him. A pair of magnificent wings materialized. Vast wings as though born from primordial chaos itself. The undulating crimson feathers writhed as if alive and breathing.
Wielding his newly formed wings, Kim Jae-beom’s body slowly ascended into the sky. His graceful upward arc evoked the image of an angel from mythology. Suspended in the air, he spread both wings wide. The atmosphere rippled with the force of his powerful wingbeats.

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