My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 212

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Chapter 212
Trembling within the Fallen Fire Spirit’s grasp, the sphere of flame surged with power before being launched through its arm toward the distant sky with terrifying momentum.
The spherical mass of fire, radiating intense heat and swirling violently, tore through the empty air at breathtaking speed, vanishing into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Approximately thirty seconds after its launch, the colossal fireball reached the upper atmosphere and detonated with catastrophic force.
Screeeech!
Accompanied by a deafening roar that seemed to split the eardrums and blinding flashes of light, flames and debris rained down in all directions.
The intense inferno created a spectacle as if an active volcano had erupted in a massive explosion, spewing lava across the heavens.
From the Fallen Fire Spirit’s detonation, a crimson electrical current began flowing through the flames spreading across the night sky, creating an eerie luminescence.
The scarlet electricity, perfectly harmonizing with the flames, gradually expanded its power and formed a massive storm cloud, which soon transformed into thunder and lightning.
Boom boom boom boom!
As thunder rumbled across the sky, brilliant lightning flashed through the burning sea of flames, passing through with deafening chaos.
Accompanied by blindingly bright flashes, the violent explosions reverberated through the atmosphere, causing it to tremble violently and echo far into the distance.
“Excellent.”
A slow, satisfied smile spread across Kim Jae-beom’s lips as he observed the spectacle.
His voice carried undisguised satisfaction at the power he had just witnessed.
“The performance is quite remarkable at this level.”
Kim Jae-beom grinned widely and nodded vigorously several times, expressing great satisfaction with the sight before him.
He turned his gaze toward the Fire Spirit standing beside him, his loyal subordinate Barcode, and his long-time companion Arulan, speaking with confident and forceful conviction.
“Let us seize this momentum and rapidly expand our forces throughout the surrounding region.”
Before Kim Jae-beom had even finished speaking, the towers that had risen into the sky began to tremble slowly, then suddenly vibrated violently in unison.
Soon, countless Fallen Fire Spirits poured out like a breaking dam, flowing outward at tremendous speed.
Emanating sinister and ominous energy from their entire beings, they writhed and surged downward without hesitation, plunging directly into the earth.
They immediately began clawing at the ground with both hands, carving out Underground Tunnels.
As hundreds and thousands of Fire Spirits transformed into malevolent entities moved with the precision of a wasp swarm—systematic, coordinated, and rapid—the vast expanse surrounding the Volcano was quickly blanketed with a dense network of intricately interwoven Underground Tunnels.
In the wake of the spirits’ excavation, bright red lava and volcanic ash debris remained scattered everywhere.
As they continued their relentless work, changes began to manifest in the surrounding area.
The vast lands around the Volcano, severely twisted and distorted by countless tunnels, gradually transformed and shifted in appearance.
As time passed, the scope of this transformation grew ever greater, and soon all the land spreading in every direction around the Volcano rapidly expanded into a massive Volcanic Region where lava flowed, flames soared, and smoke billowed.
The landscape transformed into a barren and ominous vista covered in bright red volcanic rock, ash, and soot.
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Time flowed swiftly, and an hour had already passed. In the vast Grassland known as Pradan, hundreds of players had gathered, creating a bustling crowd. Their faces all bore unmistakable tension, and their gazes were fixed uniformly in the opposite direction.
It was at that very moment.
Boom crash!
With an ominous premonition, the land across from them suddenly trembled violently and began shaking intensely. The players could not hide their alarm as the massive vibrations shook the earth, causing them to stagger in confusion.
Rumble crash!
As the dizzying tremors reached their peak, cracks began to form across the ground with a deafening roar. The fissures rapidly widened, tearing deep into the earth below.
Whoosh whoosh!
Through the gaping chasm that erupted upward, entities surged forth, revealing themselves. They were the Fire Spirits created by Kim Jae-beom. Radiating power from their entire forms, they twisted their bodies and lashed grotesque tentacles in all directions.
But that was not all. Within the deep fissures of the massive chasm, shadows slowly emerged—hordes of Undead Scorpions and Undead Centipedes.
Armed with tentacles, claws, and hardened carapaces, they advanced forward.
In that instant, hundreds of players held their breath. Their startled gazes snapped toward the rift beyond.
Arulan and Barcode emerged in succession.
“This is insane… absolutely mad.”
Someone muttered the words in a trembling voice.
“Wow. That’s seriously impressive.”
Exclamations erupted from all directions.
Because this was a game world, the players were seized not by fear but by exhilaration and fervor.
Boom-boom-boom!
Countless undead swarmed across the Grassland, their distinctive aura staining the atmosphere in all directions. Everyone held their breath, muscles taut with tension, their eyes fixed upon the unfolding spectacle before them.
The hour of battle was upon them. The players began drawing their weapons, preparing to stand against Kim Jae-beom’s legion.
Then a roar pierced the air as the undead army surged forward. Charred skulls and bleached bones, ghoulish and blackened, bared their fangs as they charged toward the players.
A voice seized by terror erupted from within the throng of players.
“Aaaahhhhh!”
Hundreds of players unleashed a unified death cry and rushed forward to meet the Undead Legion, as if throwing themselves into the flames.
Whoosh! Boom!
Magical energy erupted from the players’ fingertips, cutting through the air at tremendous speed toward the undead masses. Torrents of flame and lightning, spears of ice and stone projectiles—spells of every conceivable variety tangled together and rained down upon the undead horde.
Crash! Boom-boom!
Some of the undead struck by magic shattered and tumbled, yet their advance did not falter. Engulfed in explosions and lightning, their forms warped and twisted, yet the Undead Legion pressed onward, their flesh stripped away to expose hardened bone.
Bang!
At last, the players and the undead army collided. Amidst the brutal melee, several players in the front ranks began to emit brilliant light. Holy power erupted from their bodies.
“Aaaahhhhh!”
With the cries of the holy players, radiance extended in all directions, enveloping everything around them in a blinding instant.
Players clad in Armored Knight regalia wielded massive greatswords and shields, engaging the Undead Legion in combat without yielding an inch. Graceful blade strokes severed skeletal joints, while sturdy shields deflected ghastly fangs.
Each time the knights’ blades, wreathed in holy power, cut through the undead, flashes erupted, and the undead crumbled to ash. Yet the Undead Legion was no easy opponent.
Countless Skeleton Soldiers, the vanguard of the undead forces, displayed formidable combat prowess and pressed the knights hard. The skeletons’ fangs and claws raked across the knights’ armor, sowing terror.
Then, a crimson radiance began to emanate from the bodies of the Skeleton Soldiers.
The energy slowly enveloped their forms, then transformed into a surging red current coursing through their entire bodies.
Shiiiiing!
With a sound that split the air, the red current born from the Skeleton Soldiers’ bodies engulfed the knights.
Moving with terrible speed, the current targeted the knights’ vital points, ensnaring the armored players’ entire bodies in the blink of an eye.
“Gaaaahhhhh!”
With agonized screams, the knights caught in the current slowly collapsed. The blades of the Skeleton Soldiers pierced through their paralyzed, helpless bodies without hesitation. Crimson blood sprayed endlessly, staining the air red.
Players who suffered fatal wounds were forcibly logged out by the game system.
In that moment, Arulan slowly extended both hands into the void. Black mist erupted from his fingertips, drifting toward the corpses of the fallen players.
That writhing, mist-like substance consumed the avatars that had become corpses. The bodies vanished as if sucked into darkness. By Arulan’s power, they were being absorbed somewhere.
The human forces dwindled at a rapid pace.
Despair seized the players.
The tide of battle, once evenly matched, now tilted overwhelmingly toward the undead. The forces of evil, having seized the advantage, pressed their relentless assault. On the Battlefield where defeat loomed, the human forces were being driven into a corner.

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