From Skeleton Soldiers to King of the Undead

"Roar!!"

Under Roya's order, the carrion moose, who did not know what fear was, roared and began to charge against dozens of gray wolves again.

"Ouch!"

This group of intelligent and ferocious beasts howled, ran and spread out, trying to surround their prey from all directions and launch attacks.

However, the moose's muscular body runs like a fully powered chariot.

Wherever they passed, all the gray wolves howled and were knocked away without any resistance.

The body of a male moose weighs nearly a ton, and its impact force is stronger than that of a war horse covered with plate armor. It will not be knocked down by them at all.

The heavy hooves and hard antlers dealt a fatal blow to these gray wolves.

One gray wolf's head was trampled to pieces, and the other's antlers penetrated its chest and hung on it, struggling desperately and screaming in agony.

Normally, this group of gray wolves could easily deal with a moose.

But after being resurrected as a rotten corpse, the moose, free of fear, pain and fatigue, turned into a killing machine that perfectly executed orders.

Roya sat on the back of the violently bumpy moose, his legs tightly clamping the mount's waist.

He clenched the spear in his hand, shook out the white gun flowers, and stabbed the vital points of these gray wolves accurately.

Anyone who tried to jump on the back of a moose would be shot dead by him.

Flowers of blood bloomed on the bodies of these beasts, causing them to scream in agony.

No one can escape his fast and deadly series of jabs.

[Kill 20/30...]

[Kill 21/30...]

Under the huge impact of the carrion moose, he was like an invincible battlefield general.

A gray wolf was pierced through the throat, and the spear point continued to gain momentum, and then it pierced the abdomen of the second gray wolf, and then the third gray wolf...

Even if you only need to aim at the target, hold the spear tightly, and charge down in one go, the bodies of three or four gray wolves can be strung on the barrel of the gun.

[Kills 29/30...]

[Kill 30/30...]

After only two or three charges, the wolf pack was reduced by less than half and was completely killed.

Moreover, those gray wolves that were killed by Roya with the gun blade and whose heads were not injured stood up again one after another.

Their eyes turned gray-white, sticky saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths, and they roared with unknown meaning, as if they had turned into corpses.

Under Roya's order, these carrion wolves also began to join the battle, biting their kind who were still alive.

And those bitten gray wolves will soon turn into the same carrion creatures.

The remaining gray wolves turned around and began to run for their lives with their tails between their legs.

However, Roja was not going to let them go, and drove the moose and carrion wolves to continue hunting.

The battle was not completely over until the last gray wolf collapsed from exhaustion and was bitten to death by the carrion wolf and assimilated.

At this time, behind Roja, more than twenty corpse gray wolves stood quietly, waiting for his orders.

Line after line of illusory text appeared in front of Roja’s eyes:

[The mission "Attack on the Skull" ended with 30/30 kills! 】

[The mission "Pick up the head and fight for me" is completed! Experience +50, Strength +0.5】

[Explore map area ×1, experience +5]

[Skeleton soldier lv6→lv7]

[Free points: 0.3]

After such a battle, the mission of killing 30 enemies was completed, and Roya was promoted to level 7.

After he adds 0.3 freedom points to his Constitution, the values ​​are as follows:

[Skeleton Soldier lv7]

[Agility: 3.7]

【Strength: 2.3】

[Physique: 1.6]

[Experience value: 60/190]

[Martial arts: Spearmanship (senior 1/300)]

[Danger index: 7 (a low-level monster that has initially developed, with extremely sensitive reactions, a hard shell, considerable strength, and proficient marksmanship. It can easily defeat several adult goblins and is a fatal threat to senior mercenaries)]

Hmm, can my strength be comparable to that of senior mercenaries?

Roja held the gun in one hand and stabbed it quickly in front of him.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The tip of the gun turned into an afterimage, blooming like a snow-white flower, and its beauty concealed a deadly murderous intent.

His extraordinary strength and speed would make it impossible for ordinary people to parry his attacks.

Hey, what blacksmith? If you let me touch you again, I will punch the gauze!

Roja touched his chin.

He felt a sense of accomplishment, but he didn't feel satisfied just like that.

The senior mercenary may be much stronger than ordinary people, but there must be someone stronger than this in the Eagle Group. He is far from feeling safe now.

Hmm...how to deal with these carrion wolves?

Roja looked back at the wolves behind him.

To be honest, he had little interest in commanding a group of miscellaneous soldiers.

No matter how many miscellaneous soldiers there are, they are not as powerful as themselves. He can kill all these gray wolves with just one ride. Can he really use them against powerful enemies?

A legendary level necromancer who drives millions of undead monsters, isn't he also being teleported directly to his side to be slaughtered?

What Luo Ya wants to do is not be the one whose head is taken off from the army.

However, after all, having soldiers is better than having none at all!

What else do I dislike?

Roja shrugged, intending to give up meaningless thinking.

At this moment, a few lines of illusory text appeared in front of his eyes:

[The owner of the Cursed Gun is in distress, and the Cursed Gun gave him three choices]

[Option 1: The survival time of each carrion created is shortened to one day, and the carrion gains the active ability "self-explosion\