Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

The siege was perfect.

I was ready for it to end, but they didn't rush at the same time.

I remembered a painful look on the monarch's face that was dripping with stickiness.

It felt as if the convenience of my remaining personality was forcibly stopping me from rushing at the same time.

The closest one came forward slowly by himself.

You strike the old blade naturally, as if you were breathing. The knife didn't even make a sound of the wind, but it was unbelievably fast.

I couldn't help but think I was avoiding it.

I grabbed the sack with both hands and held it up to block it.

It was just one punch with an old sword, and I felt the pressure of the ground going out.

The one who attacked wasn't just Leandro on the horse.

The big black horse that's burning him, he's carrying my weight.

He was moving flexibly as the blade moved.

Heeheeheehee.!

Even the rare Skeleton Horse on board was energized, but he was forced to bend and kneel slightly.

I barely stepped back from him.

The sticky duchess seems reluctant to fight, allowing her to retreat at all costs.

Can we win?

A meeting takes place in a single brawl.

I can't win.

The conclusion was actually drawn from the beginning. You can never win.

There are 30 of them.

Let's talk about how this is possible, and the possibility of winning is completely blocked.

Cheapskate.

I suddenly remembered the body being trampled on my hoof.

Only two top captains with an army of 110,000.

All I could do was fool around.

I was so embarrassed that I just remembered why.

‘Force Shield. ’

I deployed the shield and stepped in the air.

Force spacing.

Hee-hee-hee!

[A skeleton sets foot in the sky

I'm very excited.]

[Training Abilities are effective. The pink skull horse allows you to ride in the air calmly.]

[Increase Skeleton Horse Loyalty.] [Skeleton Horse EXP increased significantly.]

There you go.

The horseshoe clears the air with nothing.

If you throw a magical attack unilaterally in the air.

Even if there are 30 of them,

This way,

And then...

Heeheeheeheeheehee!

You leap up as if the dairy is exciting next to the shield I've developed.

“Holy shit.

You felt this and jumped right up?

I sensed a shield deployed in turn like a staircase, and ran up and chased me.

It was time to see if this was possible.

Leandroes, who never made it up, threw many weapons at me, one by one, on the battlefield.

Parts!

Throwing a spear or a sword, an unbelievable wave rang out, and more than five weapons flew in unison.

The Force Shield is broken like a joke.

Qajik!

Out of the way!

Get out!

And the weapon struck the Skeleton Horse that I raised with the remaining strength.

I had no time to force the shield back on. I had no time to evade it elsewhere.

It's not flying magic.

Impersonating a wizard and stepping on a shield with a sudden response.

It's only natural that the breadth of faith is extremely narrow.

If you were headed for the ground, you wouldn't believe how deep the sack went.

An intense throwing.

With that vicious violence, more than half of the skeleton horses that once rode the Imperial Cavalry commander were crumbling like powder and tumbling down.

Tiring!

Along with the sound effects that didn't match my mood, I had a translucent window.

[Skeleton Horse has disappeared.]

[Core is completely damaged.

Impossible to repair.]

[Accumulated Loyalty will disappear.] [The released attribute will disappear.]

Aerial 50 meters.

You step on the shield and take a leap.

My baby!

Weapons fly hard once more.

Twenty bags this time.

The only thing that can kill a Skeleton Horse.

That's four boats.

I feel a strong willingness to never forgive as arrogantly as playing in the sky.

At that moment, I confronted the man who was following me.

Ka 'ang!

‘Absorption.’

And then...

Wind Claws

A skill absorbed from Harpies.

Ability to pull when hit by an enemy that is in the air.

[Skill Combination Perks are triggered!] [Combines the 'Hop’ and ‘Wind Claw’ skills.]

[When you hit your weapon in the air, you can switch places with each other.]

Carl pulls Leandro towards me.

I crawled, my body was where he was. Maybe he was stimulated by the Skeleton Horse's death. A subtle coincidence that could not be calculated.

Puebuck!

Puebuck!

I wouldn't have reacted either.

Leandro's replica didn't even lift the self-defense lever properly.

A thrown spear has no eyes or rope.

Bubble Bug!

An uncollected myriad of weapons pierced the entire body of the replica intact.

We crashed together, piercing his skull with a knife.

A green mucus appeared from the punctured area, not from the redness and off-white briquettes.

However, the dark green color was not only because of the slime.

A copy of Leandro, who was crashing, was shining in familiar, clear green.

[Activate Gravity Manipulation Lv.1.]

I quickly fell down to avoid the flying spear again, but there was no more throwing than I thought.

Instead, one of the twenty-nine remaining members slowly draws his sword from the ground.

You don't even hear the blade pull.

He walked slowly towards me.

You glance at the surrounding area, aiming your sword at him.

Twenty-nine copies were taken off the horse at some point.

I thought I saw my horse sniff out after it disappeared, but it wasn't right.

I glanced at him.

There was a green-glowing corpse on the body.

Circumstances that don't know when they'll end.

Even if it seemed ridiculous, I couldn't let it go.

‘Water Absorption. ’

You suck the essence with one hand, then slowly squeeze your hands together and grab the knife.

Absorption is maintained just by being nearby.

Wooooo.!

What are they trying to gain?

Stats already at 100 can no longer be absorbed.

Skill Remains.

It must be related to swordsmanship after all, but my skills are rarely developed because I can't concentrate and absorb them.

It was strange.

One of the replicas is miraculously pierced into the air, and as you throw yourself to the ground, you think you'll end up with an instant attack from everywhere.

Nevertheless, Leandro's clones are still standing idly by, refusing to join forces.

This is a duel.

If I want a duel, I have to respond accordingly.

Too much resonance.

An obsession with one-on-one battles.

The truth is, I didn't even have to work my ass off to the outside.

If you realize it's a duel.

Clones never attack me at once.

It felt as if a human consciousness, known as Batienne von Leandro, had been replicated by larvae and was struggling.

The glorious self-awareness, unlike that of Baron Grassmeer Chandler, remained completely intact.

Which one is rare?

Of course, there's no need to think this through. It's Leandro's.

After dozens of torn bodies were eaten apart and replicated, I had no idea how much self-awareness I had had if I kept my principles.

It got darker and darker around me for a while.

The red dusk disappears too quickly, and a sudden cloud of clouds starts pouring rain. It was also a very volatile change in summer weather.

Shoot.

It suddenly rained so hard that I couldn't see five steps ahead.

The surface rained on hard blood. The soft things inside are still pouring down with the rain.

If a human being is alive because of the rain that takes away his body temperature, the arm holding the sword was raining enough to destroy the latter, but the copies of Batienne von Leandro seemed fine as if they were a drop of dew.

It was not a bluff.

The rain bounces off slightly above their heads without touching them in the first place.

It seemed to work naturally even if I didn't care about that level of self-defense.

He drew his sword and came at me, too.

I feel like I'm losing it, so I triggered a shield over my head.

Tofu.

The shield makes it rain like an umbrella.

I bounced them all off.

It was a much broader range than the self-booster of replicas.

The copy in front of you gives you a strange look and swings the knife without any preparatory action.

‘Force Shield. A concussion.’

[Skill Combination Perks are triggered!]

[Combines the 'Force Shield’ and ‘Aggression’ skills.]

[Activate Lightning Shield!]

[Received a ‘very favorable’ climate correction.]

[+50% Power!]

Phage!

A copy of Leandro's that turned into a pile of lightning with a knife lost its balance for only a moment.

You attack without missing it, but the replica prevents the attack from falling even while the lightning is still flowing through your body.

The clone held a knife to the machine, just as it did with my skills a moment ago.

I let go of the knife.

"And feet."

Another blade was drawn from the waist to cut the replica upside down.

The electroencephalogram that received even the terrain correction cut off a handful of shoulders.

A murky green slime bursts from Leandro's shoulders into the air.

No screams.

I went straight ahead without stopping there.

What's in front of it is a writhing caterpillar imitating the Marquis.

It was like I was excited. The sum of fifty quickly passed.

If I could fight real Leandro like this, how much fun would I have?

Squeaker!

A blade of dark blessing pierces the baron's belly.

I was completely immersed in the fight and couldn't gauge how much I'd lost.

A concussion erupts and the body of the replica trembles.

The already more than ten wounded copies fell to the floor, spilling mucus into the pierced stomach.

The sound of the screech resonates. A green glow emanates from the air.

[Sword Tightening Qi Lv.4 Absorbed!]

After absorbing all the green essences from the two defeated bastards, the sword only rises to level 4.

Parts!

It's not just the lightning.

Until now, the blue sword rises above the blade with a different level of sound.

Jubbuck. Jubbuck.

In the rain, the next replica slowly walks forward. I was excited. At this rate!

Maybe we can beat each and every one of them.

Fighting will get easier.

If you succeed in absorbing all 30 of them.

Perhaps Earl Leandro, who was eaten by caterpillars, is helping me.

It's like the Marquis is training me with attributes.

When will we fight each other one at a time with this level of enemies?

Be strong.

Strengthened, he asked me to trample down the Imperial Court that made him like this with Batienne von Leandro.

Something that hasn't been eaten by worms yet.

I felt willing.

There was no reason not to respond. It was time to move forward to fight the next one.

Couddeuk.

I heard something engraved.

I noticed a letter-like red mark on the eyes of an upcoming replica.

The Marquis is bewitched by the red tears. Tears poured out without a trace.

A cooperative attitude towards imperial obscurity.

Being killed for not going out, the sword of the replicated empire that had been eaten by bizarre caterpillars became a corpse with high skill and pride was once again forced into some will.

Despite being eaten by larvae and cloned into dozens of units, the thorough belief that I, Leandro, would never deal with one was brutally crushed by the red markings on my eyes.

“No.

Unlike the caterpillar who mumbled that he was not ready yet.

It was the mumbling of a horse that Leandro's soul cried out.

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I couldn't even figure out what was going on.

A shattered old knife flew in with a sword.

Bottom, top, side.

The blade reaches out in twenty-eight directions.

There was not a single blade that was slow enough or weak enough to dodge.

It was a replicated state, forcibly turned to the last will and used as a meat doll for less than half of the swords that Leandro saw, but that was enough.

Pasasak!

I was completely conscious with a dusty skull.