Chapter 74: Cutting Through Like Vegetables

Whoosh—

Accompanied by the sharp, piercing whistle sound, a cold wind suddenly swept through the open and gloomy cemetery.

The already low surrounding temperature dropped sharply once more.

Gray-white faint light visible to the naked eye like mist gradually appeared in the air.

This was a manifestation of highly concentrated undead aura.

"Clatter clatter..."

Hair-raising bone friction sounds, amid the trembling of the ground's dust, transmitted from deep within the soil.

Like plant shoots breaking through the soil layer, mud stars and broken stones rolled down, the glaring, dazzling pallor appeared before everyone's eyes.

In just a few seconds.

Nearly thirty skeletons of various sizes climbed up from the graves around the wooden house.

Pairs of profound, hollow eye sockets quietly gazed at everyone before the door.

Even though I'd already prepared myself mentally and experienced many suddenly arriving encounter battles.

My scalp still tingled, my heart uncertain.

Different from those dangerous and violent monsters in Mist Forest.

These pale white bone frames glowing with cold light before me had not a scrap of skin or flesh on their entire bodies, naturally also no possibility of roaring or howling.

They just silently looked at you.

Carrying the gray death energy in the air, in the sound of bone collisions, step by step approaching you.

That invisible pressure was even heavier than facing double the number of goblins.

If it were someone with slightly more fragile psychological endurance, they'd probably have already thrown down their weapons and turned to flee.

"Huff."

I breathed slowly, exhaling a white breath in the cold air.

The sword hilt in my palm grew increasingly hot.

Whooom—

Behind me, high-pitched and impassioned music from strings rang out at the right moment.

In an instant, it swept away the originally silent and stiff atmosphere on the scene.

Morale boosted!

I suddenly stepped forward, rapidly closing the distance while also carefully examining the enemy's form.

Compared to those skeletal undead nearby that had already surrounded us and were gradually approaching.

This skeleton that had climbed up from the soil beneath the gravedigger's bone whistle seemed to be a relatively elite individual among them.

Its sturdy bone frame was obviously several sizes larger—reaching nearly two meters in height;

The bone color was also more pale white, and gray-white light even vaguely covered the bone joints, strengthening bodily stability so it wouldn't easily fall apart.

It even wore half a dirty leather armor, its left forearm topped with a small round shield, its right gaunt bone fingers gripping a rusted and crack-covered single-handed sword.

Clearly the appearance of an adventurer.

Never having fought such enemies before, not knowing the other party's strength and weakness, I didn't dare be careless.

My gaze swept across, weighing in my heart the combat distance between us.

Finally, at a position outside the other party's blade range, where I only needed to step forward once to attack.

My pace slowed,

Changing to a parrying stance with higher safety, circling and waiting for opportunities.

But unexpectedly, the adventurer skeleton with its rather shocking entrance, as if carrying its own BGM.

Its reaction was obviously half a beat slow.

As if it hadn't yet adapted to the environment in the material plane. When I'd already left the front, circling to the side.

It was as if lagging, forcefully swinging down the rusted sword in its hand at the empty air before it.

"Bang!"

The crack-covered blade fiercely embedded itself in the soil.

It didn't break.

But the reactive force this brought caused the skeletal arm tightly gripping the sword hilt to tremble violently.

I could even clearly see the bone fragments falling from the surface of its ulna.

My eyes, originally sharp from highly concentrated combat focus, instantly became peculiar.

But my movements didn't stop.

Combat instinct made me instinctively seize the opportunity of the other party's attack.

My right arm bent to gather force, my left foot suddenly stepped forward.

【Whirlwind Slash】!

Whooom—

Stirring water mist, the dark brown wooden sword transformed into a sharp arc of light.

Blazing bright flame light flashed past in the air.

The seemingly thick and powerful pale bones, under the blade bursting with firelight.

Had absolutely no defense to speak of.

As if made of paper, they were instantly chopped and severed.

So smooth and efficient that even I didn't react.

The next second, the skeleton was cut in half at the waist by me, falling to the ground like a broken toy.

"Huh? That's it?"

Looking at the half-skeleton before me, like an overturned turtle, unable to turn around, only able to face the ground and wildly swing its blade.

I suddenly felt I might have been too cautious just now.

Come to think of it.

【Whirlwind Slash】 practiced to lv5 max level had already made my actual combat ability exceed ordinary bottom-tier adventurers;

And the blue equipment wooden sword in my hand with its damage bonus against undead creatures, facing undeath at the level of Tim and these skeleton mobs right now, was almost an overpowered existence.

Touch and it's injured, graze a vital point and it's death.

One sword per kill, faster than cutting vegetables.

Casually delivering a finishing blow, I split the adventurer skeleton's head in half.

Then severed its right arm gripping the single-handed sword. Seeing it seemed to have completely died and no longer moved.

Only then did I retreat a few steps, my gaze looking toward the other side of the battlefield.

The music originally ringing in the air had stopped at some unknown time.

For the halfling's small body, the slightly heavy lute lay quietly on the ground.

The vast majority of "bard" schools, before obtaining professional levels, and even those true professionals still far from the extraordinary threshold with weaker spellcasting abilities.

Also rarely could purely rely on instruments to single-handedly support an entire complete battle.

They often needed teammates' help and would carry handy weapons on their persons.

When necessary, personally entering combat like assassins or warriors.

Alton, as a lightfoot halfling who would travel to every corner of Ephara Continent for the rest of his life, naturally possessed decent combat capabilities.

I saw him holding two delicate, miniature curved knives in his hands, agilely shuttling beneath the skeletons.

His weasel-like swift and small figure made those bone frames with sluggish, stiff movements completely unable to capture him.

Often just having taken a few steps forward, their leg bones would be severed and they'd fall pathetically to the ground.

At the same time, Ingram, Karanfor's sheriff.

Also finally, for the first time, displayed his combat power before me.

"Whooom bang!"

The single-handed hammer flickering with golden light fiercely smashed on a skeleton's forehead.

Like miniature gunpowder, the hammer face suddenly flashed brilliant golden light.

Looking again, half the skeleton's head had disappeared.

Holy light with equally extremely strong lethality against undead creatures made the sheriff's enemy elimination speed not much slower than mine with the wooden sword 【Qingsong】.

Often one hammer down and the bone frame before him would lose combat capability.

Then efficiently following up with another hammer, it would completely die.

His combat style was as tough as his burly, robust body.

Basically not dodging much, charging into the skeleton pile was just a bout of clanging smashing.

And even if skeletons got close, they could often only scratch shallow white marks on the surface of the light plate armor on his body.

I felt somewhat envious inwardly.

"This set of standard equipment should be officially issued, right? Don't need to spend your own money."

"Maybe even maintenance fees can be reimbursed."

Tsk.

I wonder if River Valley Town still needs sheriffs.

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