My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 215

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Chapter 215
The Golden Knight’s body, completely engulfed in crimson electricity, gradually lost its radiance. The once-brilliant armor faded in color, transforming into a dull gray. Soon after, his lifeless form plummeted to the ground. With a heavy thud, his body struck the Continent, and dust rose briefly before settling.
The Battlefield fell into sudden silence. Every eye turned toward the fallen Golden Knight.
Of course, they were all dead, so there was no reaction.
Kim Jae-beom slowly approached him and knelt down. He examined the fallen Golden Knight’s body carefully, then opened his mouth with a satisfied expression.
“Excellent material acquired.”
―Uuuuung!
At that very moment, Arulan’s figure gradually emerged from the darkness. He appeared silently and approached Kim Jae-beom slowly. Arulan’s black cloak fluttered despite the absence of wind.
―Uuuuung!
Then, changes began to occur in Arulan’s body. The black aura, initially as faint as mist, began seeping through the cracks in his skin.
The mist gradually increased in density and thickness, beginning to envelop Arulan’s entire form. The dark mist swirled at his fingertips.
Arulan slowly extended both hands toward the fallen Golden Knight. The black mist escaping from his fingertips approached the Golden Knight’s body. The mist began carefully wrapping around the Golden Knight’s feet first.
Soon the black mist’s speed accelerated, and its range expanded rapidly. The mist burrowed through the seams of the Golden Knight’s armor, penetrating inward. In mere seconds, the Golden Knight’s body was completely covered by the black mist. Only a faint golden outline remained barely visible within the mist.
Crack!
A sudden fracturing sound echoed across the Battlefield. The Golden Knight’s armor could not withstand the mist’s pressure and began to crack. Initially, only fine fractures appeared, but soon the gaps widened and spread across the entire armor. Dazzling golden light leaked through the cracks.
Crack! Crack! Crackle!
With a series of sounds, the armor shattered completely. Remarkably, intense golden light fountained forth from between the destroyed armor pieces. The black of the mist and the golden light of the armor intersected.
The surging golden light began gathering toward a focal point high in the air. The scattered light particles gradually concentrated in one place. Like stars forming a single galaxy, the golden light rotated and coalesced above the Battlefield.
As time passed, the mass grew larger and denser. The light that initially was merely soccer ball-sized soon became the size of a human head, then expanded to the size of an adult man’s body. The golden sphere continued growing, overwhelming everyone around it.
Now the sphere had grown to over three meters in size, and its light was so intense that it was difficult to look at directly. The sphere hovered above the Battlefield, and its form began to change. The sphere’s surface rippled as if attempting to create a new shape.
Slowly, yet certainly, the golden sphere transformed. Initially, its surface undulated like simple waves, but soon a distinct outline began to emerge. A head formed at the sphere’s top, a torso in the center, and legs at the bottom. Like a sculptor carving a masterpiece from a golden mass, the sphere gradually assumed a humanoid silhouette.
As the light particles gathered with greater precision, detailed forms materialized. Vast wings spread behind its back, and armor enveloped its body. As the golden light blazed brilliantly, the sphere finally achieved its complete form.
It was a colossal archangel.
The overwhelming archangel, standing over ten meters tall, was armed with resplendent armor harmonizing white and gold. Six majestic wings spread across the Battlefield, its presence absolutely commanding. A silver mask covered the archangel’s face, but light poured forth from the eyes visible beneath it.
Faced with this unexpected development, Kim Jae-beom narrowed his eyes slightly and assessed the situation. Soon a bitter smile spread across his lips.
“Ha. It was a trap.”
Before his words even finished, the archangel slowly lowered its head to gaze down at Kim Jae-beom. That gaze alone seemed to clarify the surrounding air. Rainbow-colored light seeped through the gaps in the white armor, writhing as if alive.
The archangel slowly raised its right arm, extending it toward the sky.
The moment the archangel’s palm fully opened, golden light erupted explosively from its fingertips.
What began as a small light source instantly expanded, threatening to engulf the entire Battlefield. It flowed like liquid, spreading widely, and space itself began to warp wherever the light touched.
Shiiiiik!
With a thunderous sound, cracks formed in space. Initially mere fissures, they soon widened into the form of massive gates. Dozens of gates made of light formed simultaneously above the Battlefield, each opening wide as if prepared for something to pass through.
Shwik! Shwik!
Forms began to reveal themselves one by one through the cracks. Angels clad in white armor with shining wings appeared in succession. They were all armed with their own weapons. Some wielded great swords, others grasped spears, some carried bows—all bore the appearance of formidable warriors.
In mere minutes, over a hundred angels descended upon the Battlefield. They formed a perfect formation, hovering in the air, their overwhelming numbers sufficient to intimidate even Kim Jae-beom’s legion. All the angels emerging from the cracks bowed their heads in reverence toward the archangel.
As the archangel extended its right hand forward, the Angel Legion moved in unison. Initially floating slowly, they suddenly spread their wings wide and accelerated. Like arrows piercing the sky, they charged forward at tremendous speed toward Kim Jae-beom and his Undead Army. The swarm of angels cutting through the air formed a spectacular sight, like a golden waterfall.
Leading with sharp spears and gleaming great swords, the angels descended, drawing brilliant streaks of light. With the sound of air being rent, they drew ever closer, and the Undead Army seemed to waver slightly before this overwhelming force.
Kim Jae-beom observed this entire spectacle with a composed gaze. His expression held not bewilderment, but the excitement of a warrior facing a new challenge. After a moment of deep contemplation, he seemed to reach a decision and opened his mouth.
“I’ll have to use my ultimate ability.”
The moment those words left his lips, changes began occurring in Kim Jae-beom’s body. Red energy began rising from his feet. What initially appeared as faint smoke gradually transformed into intense radiance. The red light surged like erupting lava, climbing his legs, engulfing his waist and chest, and finally covering his head.
Shiiieeeek!
Crimson light erupted explosively, consuming my entire body in its radiance. As brilliant flashes illuminated the Battlefield, my form vanished momentarily within that luminous inferno. Everything around me was bathed in red by the overwhelming glow, and even the angels hesitated, their momentum faltering before such blinding radiance.
As the light gradually subsided, my transformed figure emerged from within it. The first thing that caught the eye was my size. My body had grown to a colossal four times its previous magnitude, radiating an overwhelming presence. My height now rivaled that of the Archangel.
My hair had undergone a complete metamorphosis. Once black, it now blazed crimson like molten magma. My scarlet locks danced in the wind as if alive with flame itself. My eyes too had been stained blood-red, and within them dwelt a primordial power of immeasurable depth.
Behind my back materialized a black cloak. Its surface was intricately embroidered with crimson patterns that writhed and undulated as though possessed by life itself. The cloak billowed without any wind to carry it, adding to my majestic presence.
The steel staff I wielded had also transformed. Atop it now gleamed a radiant crimson orb. The sphere pulsed with rhythmic luminescence like a beating heart, and within it churned infinite energy. Light streaming from the orb cascaded down the length of the staff, hinting at formidable power.
My transformed appearance was, in a word, overwhelming. Crimson energy swirled around me, radiating heat intense enough to incinerate all it touched. I stood at the center of the Battlefield, my presence rivaling that of the Archangel.
The Angel Legion faltered momentarily at this unforeseen transformation. Yet at the Archangel’s command, they swiftly resumed their battle stance. I too, in my transformed state, prepared myself for the battle ahead.

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