My Skeleton Soldier Is Strange - Chapter 240

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Chapter 240
A Demon Player wielding newfound power struck at the Griffin Knight. From his claws erupted energy swirling with black and gold, piercing effortlessly through the knight’s holy barrier. The knight stumbled backward in shock.
Another Demon Magician now commanded holy magic. He hurled a flame sphere suffused with golden light, which tore through the griffin’s golden shield. The griffin cried out in agony and lost its balance.
The Griffin Knights’ faces flooded with bewilderment at this sudden reversal. They had never anticipated that Demons could wield holy power.
“Impossible!”
A Griffin Knight’s cry of astonishment echoed across the Battlefield. He attacked with his sword brimming with holy energy, but the swirling black and gold barrier enveloping the Demon’s body completely nullified his strike.
The other knights faced similar circumstances. Their primary weapon—holy power—no longer granted absolute superiority. Worse, the Demons had not merely developed resistance to it; they now wielded it as their own weapon.
The tide of battle reversed entirely. The Demon Players, who had initially faltered, now launched aggressive offensives. Invigorated by their newfound strength, they began systematically driving back the Griffin Knights.
The Griffin Knights retreated steadily. Some had already fallen in combat, plummeting from the Airship, while others desperately summoned griffins to escape.
The Demon Players seized this opportunity without hesitation. They rushed toward the fleeing knights with ferocious speed. Mages bound the griffins’ legs with chain magic to impede flight, archers filled the sky with torrents of flaming arrows, and assassins charged forward to shred the griffins’ wings.
As one knight barely summoned a griffin and began to mount, a Demon warrior leaped upward, targeting the gaps in his armor. The Demon’s claws pierced through the seams and drove straight through the knight’s throat. The knight collapsed without even a cry, his form dissolving in blue light as he logged out.
Elsewhere, two Demon Mages coordinated perfectly to capture a soaring griffin. One cast a spacetime-binding spell to immobilize the creature, while the other summoned chains of darkness to bind both griffin and rider securely. Trapped atop the helpless griffin, the knight struggled desperately, but was soon surrounded and overwhelmed.
The battle transformed into one-sided slaughter. To the Demons now blessed with holy power, the Griffin Knights posed no threat. They fell one by one, most logging out as they were defeated.
Yet a more fascinating phenomenon emerged. The Demon Players began approaching the fallen griffins. Rather than harvesting biological materials—feathers, claws, blood, and flesh—they placed their hands directly upon the griffins’ heads.
From the fingertips of each Demon Player flowed energy swirling with black and gold, transferring into the griffins’ bodies. Initially, the griffins resisted with cries of pain, but gradually their eyes began to change. Their sharp pupils turned crimson, and their feathers shifted color one by one.
A subtle ridge emerged on each griffin’s forehead. It grew steadily, taking on the form of a solid horn. What began as small and simple gradually evolved into longer, intricately patterned horns. Some griffins’ horns spiraled elegantly, while others branched into multiple points.
Simultaneously, the griffins’ feathers transformed. Their original blend of gold and brown gradually darkened to black—not ordinary black, but the color of an Abyss that seemed to absorb light entirely. Only the feather tips retained a reddish hue, as if singed by flame.
The griffins’ talons and beaks sharpened and elongated, now appearing capable of piercing steel with ease. Their muscles grew denser, their bodies slightly larger. Overall, they had metamorphosed into far more menacing and formidable creatures.
Once the transformation completed, these griffins were no longer symbols of the Empire. They had become demonized griffins—new entities where darkness and light coexisted. Intelligence gleamed in their eyes, and they seemed to submit willingly to their Demon masters.
The Demon Players mounted the demonized griffins without hesitation, as naturally as if they had been companions for ages. The griffins emitted low, satisfied cries at having found new masters.
One Demon Player mounted a griffin and shouted:
“Descend to the ground and seize the City!”
His cry was answered by the others. In unison, they leaped from the Airship astride their griffins. The demonized griffins sliced through the air with powerful wingbeats, descending rapidly. They no longer obeyed the Empire’s commands. They were now the Demons’ steeds, moving at their will.
Dozens of demonized griffins descending through darkness presented an overwhelming sight. Their black feathers nearly blended with the night Sky, yet their crimson eyes and horn silhouettes glimmered faintly in moonlight. They flew in perfect formation toward the Capital City.
Kim Jae-beom stood on the uppermost deck, observing the entire spectacle. Deep satisfaction gleamed in his eyes. His plan was proceeding even better than anticipated. He had not foreseen that the griffins could be demonized, but this unexpected gain delighted him.
Kim Jae-beom walked slowly toward the deck’s edge. Standing at the railing, he gazed downward at the Demon Players descending on griffins and the burning Capital City below.
He hesitated no longer. Slowly, he spread both arms wide and lifted his gaze toward the Sky. Red light began emanating from his body, faint at first but gradually intensifying.
The light concentrated most intensely across his back, coalescing into a specific form. As it expanded and unfurled, it took the shape of wings. What began as mere outline gradually revealed concrete detail.
Magnificent wings of pure light fully unfurled from Kim Jae-beom’s back. Unlike actual bird wings, these were composed of light particles arranged in intricate patterns. The wings were predominantly crimson, interwoven with delicate threads of gold.
Each wing extended more than five meters, their tips trembling subtly and leaving luminous afterimages in the air. The light radiating from the wings illuminated the surrounding space, revealing even the finest details of his black armor beneath.
Kim Jae-beom leaped from the Airship. His body fell away from the vessel, yet this was no mere plunge. The wings of light fluttered powerfully, supporting him. He hovered momentarily in midair before beginning a slow descent.
His flight differed entirely from the griffins’. It was more graceful, more transcendent. He seemed to follow the air’s currents rather than resist them, his wings producing barely a sound. He descended as gently as if walking upon clouds.
Kim Jae-beom descended toward the ground, following the Demon Players and griffins. Flying slightly above them, he commanded their advance like a general leading his army. His luminous wings became an easily identifiable beacon in the darkness, and every Demon Player moved in accordance with it.
At last, Kim Jae-beom’s feet touched the ground. He landed precisely in the Central Plaza of the Capital City, where the Empire’s symbols stood. As his feet made contact, the surrounding air vibrated and waves rippled outward. His wings of light fluttered once more with tremendous force, then slowly dispersed and vanished.
Demonized griffins began landing around the Plaza. The sound of their talons scraping stone echoed outward, and the wind from their wings intensified the nearby flames. Demon Players leaped from their griffins and gathered around Kim Jae-beom.
Now the heart of the Capital City lay under Demon control. Around them sprawled burning buildings, fleeing citizens, and soldiers in chaos. Yet their eyes held only a single objective.

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