Undead Tyrant: Evolving from a Skeleton

Chapter 1: Rebirth, Countdown To the End of the World!

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

Ding!

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“Host’s consciousness detected…”

“Building character panel…”

“Building character attributes…”

“Monster Race, attributes, building…”

“Building character class…”

“Creating mission menu…”

“Character creation complete!”

Ding!

“Congratulations, host! You have successfully entered the game!”

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Bruce was in a daze.

A series of voices rang out in his head.

Then, he woke up.

It was as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Bruce opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings with a blank face.

He was in the wilderness.

At a glance, the only thing he could see was a large number of continuous dark ruins and countless bones scattered on the desolate land.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong with his body.

Bruce subconsciously lowered his head and saw a body made of white bones immediately reflected in his eyes!

‘I’ve become a skeleton?’ he thought.

Feeling everything in front of him, Bruce was completely dumbfounded. He was somewhat confused about what was happening.

At that moment, a voice in his head rang out again.

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Ding!

“The player has successfully entered the game world.”

“Please choose your next action as soon as possible.”

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The voice was a female system voice.

It sounded empty, cold, and emotionless.

When he heard this voice again, Bruce was shocked. The confusion in his heart and all the other emotions he felt suddenly faded away. 

For that moment, all he felt was shock!

“System Notification Sound?” he muttered. “Wait! could it be that I’ve transmigrated into Second World?”

The voice that he had been hearing was not unfamiliar to Bruce.

Every Second World player was extremely familiar with that voice.

Second World was a game.

Every player knew that he would be guided by this female voice once he entered the game. 

Those were the sounds of the system notification!

As if he had realized something, Bruce pondered on his current situation and what he would do about it.

Suddenly, a translucent attributes panel appeared in front of him!

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[ name ] : Bruce

[ race ] : Undead-skeleton

[ level ] : Level 1 (0/100)

[ status ] : Health 8, Mana 15

[ attributes ] : Strength 0.7, agility 1.2, vitality 0.8, spirit 1.5

[ talent ] : erosion (only talent)

[ skills ] : None

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Apart from the player template and the monster template, the attributes panel that appeared in front of Bruce was almost the same as the attributes panel that he used to have.

In addition to the system notification that had accompanied him for a long time, Bruce finally accepted the fact that he had transmigrated into the game world.

‘No! Maybe I didn’t transmigrate…but reincarnated!’ he thought.

His gaze moved down.

As he scanned through the various attributes that he currently had, Bruce’s gaze finally stopped at the bottom of the attributes panel.

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Public beta countdown: 90 days, 14 hours, 24 minutes

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“In other words, I’ve been reincarnated from ten years later to the present, when Second World has yet to open, and I’ve turned from a player in the real world into a skeleton in the game world?”

After sorting out this information in his mind, Bruce came to a few conclusions:

1. He went from a player to a monster, so he naturally lost the player’s ability to resurrect endlessly. Second World was a real world. Once he died, he would really die.

2. With the monster template, he was innately in a hostile camp with the players. The players had the title of “Fourth Calamity” even if they were facing a god! As long as they showed their health bar, they would also dare to attack and kill him!

3. There were still three months left in the open beta countdown. In other words, before the players officially arrived, he still had three months to grow up.

4. He had arrived there ten years ago. The second world had not officially opened, which meant that the gods had not awakened, the game had not yet been invaded, and reality had not been destroyed!

That’s right.

Before Bruce’s rebirth, the real world had already been destroyed.

The players changed the game, and the game was also eroding reality.

Ten years…

When the game’s eroding effect on reality reached a certain extent, the sleeping gods woke up.

The worlds fused, and extraordinary gods descended.

Even with ten years of growth, the players were still not a match for the gods.

When the gods descended and appeared in the real world, not even the combined efforts of many legendary players could stop a single god!

The world was torn apart and turned into ruins!

The living beings in the real world, those who believed in the gods, were all brought to the territory of the gods. The powerful living beings even fled to other planes.

Most of them turned into ashes in the moment before the world was destroyed, turning into undead that floated and wandered in this broken world.

As for Bruce, even though he was already a Level-76 legendary sword saint, when that moment arrived, the only thing he could do was to escape into the game world!

He had endured his never-ending pursuit of the god Camp while taking revenge against him.

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Looking at the string of numbers at the bottom of his attribute panel, Bruce could not help but sneer.

Rather than saying that it was the countdown to the open beta, it was more like the countdown to the end of the world!

Not to mention that even if he increased the strength of the players at the peak of his previous life by 10 or 100 times, he would still not be a match for the gods!

The destruction of the real world could not be avoided.

Meanwhile, in the real world, the countdown to destruction had begun!