130 071. Skeleton King -1 Part Two
I began undoing the chains wrapped around Amon’s grimoire.
“You two, look after me if I end up unable to move again, okay?” I turned to look at Tina and Damon. “However, please make sure that my body doesn’t get stiff like last time.”
Tina and Damon nodded with dazed expressions on their faces.
I flipped open Amon’s grimoire and stared at the letters inscribed within. Countless rune letters were written on the pages. Using my [Mind’s Eye], I confirmed the ‘function’ contained within these writings.
It spoke of a summoning magic. Not only that, one with a considerable firepower too.
I sucked in a deep breath. “…Right, let’s not die today.”
With that, my mind was made up.
If I were to use only the grimoire and nothing else, the backlash should be more or less manageable, hopefully.
However, the problem laid with the siege weapons found within the tomb itself. They were specifically manufactured to defend the ruin from large-scale invading forces. As such, no matter how sturdy the dragon’s scales were, the creature was bound to suffer damages when struck by the projectiles fired by those siege weapons.
The mummies tried to stop the holy skeletons, but since a lake made out holy water appeared near their vicinity, it made it difficult for them to even move properly at the moment.
However, the ones causing the biggest headache of them all were the Cyclops Golems.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
They agilely moved their big bodies to grab the dragon’s limbs and drag it down from the air. Despite its powerfully beating wings, the combined weight and strength of the Golems were more than strong enough to force the dragon to wobble during its flight. At the same time, the other Cyclops fired their petrification rays and continued to pressure the Black Dragon.
Its bat-like wings solidified and caused the dragon to crash land on the ground. It beat its wings once again to shake off the irritating rock pieces.
Right at that split second opening, a Cyclops Golem leapt up above the Black Dragon and slammed down with its broadsword.
BOOM!
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The dragon screamed out in pain.
But right at that moment, the Black Dragon sensed a bizarre aura and flinched nastily, before hurriedly turning its head around to look. An incredible amount of divinity was gathering over there.
A group consisting of a Dark Elf girl, a middle-aged human male, and another human male, a slender one this time, could be found. Behind them was a lone boy standing on the lake of holy water.
He was holding a book and quietly reading its pages.
Now normally, such a scene might have elicited a hollow chuckle from the observers since the boy seemed to be enjoying all the time in the world, but the reality of the situation was not exactly laughter-inducing. No, it was the complete opposite of that.
Every time he flipped a page of that book, an incredible amount of divinity that instilled fear in the dragon’s heart rushed towards the boy.
That… was a process of getting ready for something. That human boy, he was planning to do something dastardly.
Despite controlling these many holy undeads, just what other magic was he planning to use this time?
The Black Dragon howled out in anger.
-Yet, I am also the bringer of life.
From the lake of holy water, a noble and great existence slowly emerged. Four humongous arms, a massive skull, and bleached-white bones attached to the spine…
…An existence with an unmistakable crown on its head.
-I, newly created into the world, shall be named…
The gigantic creature’s eye sockets seemed to glow brightly as breaths permeating with divinity leaked out from its mouth.
-…The Skeleton King…
Although only its upper body had emerged from the lake, this gigantic undead had already reached past ten metres in height.
-…Donn O Donnchadha.
1
The gigantic personification of death that let out a breath of divinity glared straight at the Black Dragon.
-Remember that name, as it belongs to the being that shall present you with the gift of death.
The undead king plunged its hand into the lake of holy water, then yanked out an equally humongous sword made out of gold and bones.
Fin.
“You two, look after me if I end up unable to move again, okay?” I turned to look at Tina and Damon. “However, please make sure that my body doesn’t get stiff like last time.”
Tina and Damon nodded with dazed expressions on their faces.
I flipped open Amon’s grimoire and stared at the letters inscribed within. Countless rune letters were written on the pages. Using my [Mind’s Eye], I confirmed the ‘function’ contained within these writings.
It spoke of a summoning magic. Not only that, one with a considerable firepower too.
I sucked in a deep breath. “…Right, let’s not die today.”
With that, my mind was made up.
If I were to use only the grimoire and nothing else, the backlash should be more or less manageable, hopefully.
However, the problem laid with the siege weapons found within the tomb itself. They were specifically manufactured to defend the ruin from large-scale invading forces. As such, no matter how sturdy the dragon’s scales were, the creature was bound to suffer damages when struck by the projectiles fired by those siege weapons.
The mummies tried to stop the holy skeletons, but since a lake made out holy water appeared near their vicinity, it made it difficult for them to even move properly at the moment.
However, the ones causing the biggest headache of them all were the Cyclops Golems.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
They agilely moved their big bodies to grab the dragon’s limbs and drag it down from the air. Despite its powerfully beating wings, the combined weight and strength of the Golems were more than strong enough to force the dragon to wobble during its flight. At the same time, the other Cyclops fired their petrification rays and continued to pressure the Black Dragon.
Its bat-like wings solidified and caused the dragon to crash land on the ground. It beat its wings once again to shake off the irritating rock pieces.
Right at that split second opening, a Cyclops Golem leapt up above the Black Dragon and slammed down with its broadsword.
BOOM!
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The dragon screamed out in pain.
But right at that moment, the Black Dragon sensed a bizarre aura and flinched nastily, before hurriedly turning its head around to look. An incredible amount of divinity was gathering over there.
A group consisting of a Dark Elf girl, a middle-aged human male, and another human male, a slender one this time, could be found. Behind them was a lone boy standing on the lake of holy water.
He was holding a book and quietly reading its pages.
Now normally, such a scene might have elicited a hollow chuckle from the observers since the boy seemed to be enjoying all the time in the world, but the reality of the situation was not exactly laughter-inducing. No, it was the complete opposite of that.
Every time he flipped a page of that book, an incredible amount of divinity that instilled fear in the dragon’s heart rushed towards the boy.
That… was a process of getting ready for something. That human boy, he was planning to do something dastardly.
Despite controlling these many holy undeads, just what other magic was he planning to use this time?
The Black Dragon howled out in anger.
-Yet, I am also the bringer of life.
From the lake of holy water, a noble and great existence slowly emerged. Four humongous arms, a massive skull, and bleached-white bones attached to the spine…
…An existence with an unmistakable crown on its head.
-I, newly created into the world, shall be named…
The gigantic creature’s eye sockets seemed to glow brightly as breaths permeating with divinity leaked out from its mouth.
-…The Skeleton King…
Although only its upper body had emerged from the lake, this gigantic undead had already reached past ten metres in height.
-…Donn O Donnchadha.
1
The gigantic personification of death that let out a breath of divinity glared straight at the Black Dragon.
-Remember that name, as it belongs to the being that shall present you with the gift of death.
The undead king plunged its hand into the lake of holy water, then yanked out an equally humongous sword made out of gold and bones.
Fin.
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