Chapter 168 : Chapter 168

Chapter 168 : Battle of the Giants (2)

I pride myself on having fought quite a few battles after my possession.

Kwang!

Kwang!

In lush forests and mountains, of course, but also urban warfare amidst buildings and underwater combat.

Even aerial combat, flying through the sky.

Kuuung!

But, what should I call this kind of battle?

A giant battle?

Geuooooh!

No. A giant battle is a giant battle for them.

What the hell kind of fight am I fighting, running around like my ass is on fire on top of these giants who are fighting a desperate battle that shakes the very earth?

Kwakwakwa!

Right.

I was currently running on top of Clatter’s outstretched forearm.

Because I needed to move over to the Lord.

Tadadak!

The Lord took a step back to avoid Clatter’s fist, but I jumped from that fist and successfully landed on the Lord’s rib cage.

My destination was its shoulder.

To be precise, it was Bishop Laitna, who was standing tall on top of it, looking down on me arrogantly.

Chwaang!

Then, a long piece of bone suddenly jutted out from below.

It was the bishop’s dark magic, used to knock me off the Lord's body and as I momentarily lost my balance, the Lord’s fist came flying at me in succession.

They really won't leave me alone.

I had no choice but to jump down.

Simultaneously, the Lord's fist slammed into the rib I had been standing on just a moment ago.

He hit it so hard that I could see the rib cracking.

However, it recovered in an instant.

On the other hand, I was in a free fall toward the ground.

Just before hitting the ground, I took out my wire shooter and fired a harpoon.

Pakang-!

The harpoon would obviously bounce off without piercing the Lord's bone.

So the target was the small gap between the pelvic bone and the femur.

The fired harpoon passed right through it and anchored itself, and my falling body came to a halt, naturally ending up dangling in mid-air.

“Kill him! Step on him and kill him!”

Bishop Laitna, having spotted me, pointed her finger and shouted in a shrill voice.

Geuooo!

Damn it.

The Skeleton Lord, having received the bishop’s command, tries to kick at me as I hang from the wire.

However, this battle isn't a 2 vs 1.

Clatter wasn't one to just stand by and watch.

Kwaaaang!

Clatter's fist exploded right into the Skeleton Lord’s jaw.

The Lord's body tilted to the right.

Clatter’s attack didn’t end there.

It grabbed the tilting Lord's shoulder and arm and then with its foot, it swept the Lord's leg as if sweeping the ground.

The description is long, but this entire sequence was a chain of movements as fluid as water yet as instantaneous as lightning.

By then, I had already descended to the ground from the wildly shaking wire and when I turned around, the Skeleton Lord's body was losing balance and toppling over.

Kuuung──!

The Skeleton Lord fell and became one with the ground.

And I was safe, having landed on the ground.

After that.

Ppagak!

It was completely Clatter's showtime.

Peok! Peoeok! Peok!

Clatter, having climbed on top of the Lord's body, rained down a crazy series of pounds on the Lord's head.

Kwang! Kwang!

It struck so hard that I thought a barrage of cannonballs was falling from above.

The ground shook left and right as if an earthquake had occurred and the surrounding trees, unable to withstand the wind pressure, were bent into an ‘L’ shape or uprooted and sent flying.

The situation was such that it was impossible to even identify what had happened to the Lord with the naked eye due to the cloud of dust that billowed up.

But I wonder if there was any need to check.

‘It ended sooner than I thought.’

I was certain of our victory.

Well, in a way, it was an obvious result.

The Skeleton Lord was being strengthened and enlarged through the vision called [Throne of the Skeleton God].

To put it simply, it was a skill where ‘who sits’ on the throne determined everything.

Of course, not just anyone could sit on the throne.

The qualified beings are high-level undead who have risen to divinity as the king of their race.

In the first place, it's a seat only a Skeleton King can take, and Skeleton Kings are fundamentally immensely powerful beings.

However, there are differences in strength between individuals.

On top of that,

‘Their origins are also damn important.’

A Skeleton King is a high-level undead born with a one-in-a-thousand chance, but Clatter is an irregular that transcends the undead race itself.

Its very foundation is different.

Therefore, that result was a natural outcome for me.

Kwang!

I was trying to end it as quickly as possible anyway, so it was a relief.

I had thrown them outside the city walls to create some distance from Icata, but the royal family wasn't one to just stand by and watch undead fight.

They would be preparing a unit to subjugate both ancient undead by now.

They might have already deployed for all I know.

It's unfair to me, but from the royal family's perspective, I was also just a target for elimination, a threat to the nation.

I was a wanted man in the first place.

But, it looked like the fight was going to be longer than I expected.

Gyaut-

Clatter, which had been continuously delivering pounds, suddenly stopped punching and tilted its head.

Then it abruptly stood up, grabbed the Lord's leg, and kicked it below the kneecap.

Ppagak!

The Lord’s shinbone shattered and fell off.

When Clatter took it and swiped it once with its hand, with a sound like nails on a chalkboard, the end of the shinbone was sharpened, and its size and shape were strangely similar to a dagger.

And it looked ahead.

──Surprisingly, the Lord’s skull, which had been pummeled by the continuous pounds, was perfectly fine.

“……What the?”

Even I muttered in disbelief.

What happened?

It’s well-known common sense that a skeleton’s weak point is its skull.

So Clatter's fighting style was flawless.

‘Is the Lord’s skull insanely hard?’

It's true that receiving the power of the Skeleton God raises the strength of all its bones immensely.

‘But shouldn’t that be the same for Clatter……?’

The proof was the kick just before.

Clatter had kicked the Lord's shin, breaking it in two and then used it to make its own weapon.

Clatter, also sensing something was wrong, changed its attack method this time.

Instead of its fist, it imbued its own Sagi into the dagger made from the Lord's shinbone and struck down.

However, the Lord didn't just take it this time either.

It swung its spine and began to counterattack.

Kwang!

The two bone weapons clashed with a roar.

It was then that I was able to see it.

The fact that the Lord's leg, which had been broken in half by Clatter's kick, had already regenerated.

‘Don’t tell me?’

I turned my gaze to the spot where the Skeleton Lord had been lying just a moment ago and seeing the debris scattered there, I could confirm that my suspicion was correct.

‘It was repaired.’

It was obvious whose doing it was.

Bishop Laitna.

The moment the Lord's skull cracked or shattered, she would immediately repair the gap with necromancy.

The speed and effectiveness were so astonishing that I hadn't noticed.

‘Right, fine. So you didn’t get the bishop title in a lottery, huh?’

She was freely controlling the Skeleton Lord, which had the destructive power of a siege weapon, while simultaneously handling both offense and defense.

But that siege weapon would never break.

Theoretically, the combination is invincible.

If so, there is only one thing I have to do.

And that is to eliminate Bishop Laitna.

My body moved at the same time I formulated the plan.

I magnified my vision with [Focused Gaze] and searched for Bishop Laitna’s position.

She was still on the Lord’s shoulder blade.

Kwakwakwakwa!

Now that I looked, her appearance was quite grotesque.

Her lower body below the thighs was connected to the Lord's shoulder, which was probably how she could use necromancy and dark magic without shaking despite such violent movements.

‘What kind of mental fortitude did she use to endure Clatter’s pounding in that state? Fists bigger than her own body were raining down right next to her.’

Does she have guts?

Well, it doesn't matter either way.

Being fixed like that might make for a smooth ride, but she wouldn't be able to move her body.

I immediately summoned a Sylph.

Bishop Laitna, even while repairing the Lord, was checking on me on the ground from time to time.

In other words, I had only one chance.

Tadadak!

As I ran towards Clatter, I sent the Sylph flying over the Skeleton Lord's head.

Then, when my vision was briefly obscured by Clatter.

[Phase Shift]

I switched places with the Sylph.

Thus, my position was in the air, precisely above the Skeleton Lord's head.

I could see the top of Bishop Laitna’s head, who was looking down and constantly glancing around as if searching for me.

Sreung──

I drew Raven.

Using the Lord's skull as a foothold, I leaped towards Bishop Laitna and swung Raven.

From top to bottom.

The moment I was about to split her in half.

“……?”

Faster than that, her body was sucked downward.

“What!?”

I was so flabbergasted that I looked at Raven without thinking.

Was it a fake?

It wasn't.

Fortunately, I could see a small red drop of blood on the blade.

I cut her.

But, I couldn't finish her off completely.

Unfortunately.

Geuaaaa!

And, the price for missing the opportunity was horrific.

“Damn it.”

The Skeleton Lord turned its head and was looking at me.

A falling fist.

I threw my body to dodge, but it swung its fists indiscriminately and even swung its spine towards its own body.

To an outsider, it might look as if the Lord had gone mad and was self-harming and it certainly seemed to be true that it was mad.

Mad because its anger had reached its peak.

“Uwaaak!”

Clatter tried to help me by stabbing with its dagger, swinging its fists and kicking, but the Lord didn't care if its body broke and attacked, looking only at me crawling on its body.

Kwaaaang!

“Fucking hell!”

These guys were seriously pissed off.

I had no choice but to throw a dagger towards the ground below and immediately use [Dagger Shift] to get out of there.

Clatter, also fed up with the Lord, kicked the creature's massive body to create distance.

A brief standoff followed.

Naturally, the parts of the Lord that were cut and hit by Clatter were being perfectly repaired.

‘I have to find Bishop Laitna.’

Circumstantially, it seemed she was hiding inside the Lord's bones, using them as a passageway to move around.

It was a truly bizarre ability, but for the one facing it, there was no answer.

‘To stop that damn infinite repair, I have to kill the bishop. The problem is, I don't know where that bishop is. What kind of bullshit situation is this…… Huh? Wait a minute. Find her?’

Find her……?

At that moment, one item flashed through my mind.

I quickly opened my subspace and took it out.

And after putting it on my finger, I quickly climbed Clatter's body and got onto his shoulder.

‘Tracker's Seal’

Right.

The artifact I stole from Ivan's hand while saving him during the last part of the final exams.

At the time, it already contained my personal information, and I stole it to prevent my identity from being exposed.

However.

‘To think I’d end up using it like this.’

To track someone, you need their information, but that doesn't matter.

Because I already have it.

When I brought the seal on my finger to Raven's blade, the blood of Bishop Laitna on the blade seeped into the seal.

And when I infused mana into it.

Jiiiing──

A light shot out from the seal, pointing to one part of the Lord like a laser pointer.

That was the bone where Bishop Laitna was hiding.

“The lower jawbone. It’s there, Clatter.”

Simultaneously, Clatter’s body elongated.

[Ghost Step], performed with its giant body.

In just three steps, Clatter reached the front of the Skeleton Lord, shoved the dagger under the Lord's chin, and then.

In that state, it reversed its grip on the dagger and twisted it strongly outward.

And then.

Kwajik!

The separated jawbone flew into the sky.

The light from the seal was following it precisely.

Confirming that, I leaped, holding Raven.

The Skeleton Lord's hand reaches out to grab me.

Bingeul-

I spun my body and narrowly slipped through the gaps between its fingers, my body precisely cutting through the jawbone in front of me.

“Lion Slash.”

I saw it.

Between the cross-sections of the bone fragment split into two pieces, a falling head.

Thump!

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