[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons":3,"chapter-global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-26":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Global Survival: I Have Endless Skeletons",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1080790,1399,"Chapter 26: The Uncharted Veil.","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-26",26,"\u003Cp>Thoren woke from his slumber and stretched lazily, his spine arching as his body adjusted to consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A series of dry, cracking sounds echoed from his joints, sharp and oddly satisfying in the stillness of the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled slowly and rubbed the back of his head, blinking as he tried to gather his bearings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment, his mind was blank, suspended between sleep and wakefulness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then memories surged back in a flood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ambush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After killing Norman and his men, Thoren remembered climbing onto the broad, chitinous back of a Level 8 Scorpion Skeleton and ordering it forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had traveled deep into the abyss without stopping, driven by instinct and caution rather than any clear destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had traveled for several hours before exhaustion finally forced him to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, he had believed he was still relatively close to the town, far enough to be safe, but not so deep as to invite unknown danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, as he looked around, he realized just how wrong that assumption had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick fog surrounded him on all sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rolled across the ground in heavy waves, pale and dense, swallowing everything beyond a few steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air felt damp and cold, clinging to his skin like a second layer of clothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even his perception, sharpened far beyond that of ordinary people was useless here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He narrowed his eyes and tried to peer through the fog, focusing his senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mist devoured sound, sight, and distance alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where am I?\" he muttered aloud, his voice sounding strangely muffled, as though the fog itself were absorbing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up slowly and scanned his surroundings again, trying to piece together any landmark or familiar terrain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter how he looked, the scenery refused to give him answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several minutes of futile effort, he let out a quiet breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forget it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking his head, he decided not to dwell on it any longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worrying without information would only dull his mind. Whatever this place was, he would learn its nature soon enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me see my stats,\" he said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A translucent blue panel unfolded before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Name: Thoren Starfall]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Occupation: Necromancer]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Rank: Iron]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 9 (2000\u002F7500)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Attributes: Strength 14, Agility 10, Constitution 10, Intelligence 14, Perception 12, Charm 12]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Spirit: 25.45]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skills: Undead Summoning, Bone Manipulation]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Talent: Ex-Rank Undead Space]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sub-Talent: SSS-Rank Soul Lantern of the Eternal Crypt]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Abyss Market: Unavailable (Available at Bronze Rank)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Attribute Points: 25]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Inventory]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh... I still need close to six thousand experience to level up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed two fingers against his temple, eyes narrowing slightly as he calculated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The requirements were steep, but not unreasonable, not considering how quickly the abyss rewarded killing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted to one particular number, and a slow grin tugged at the corner of his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit: 25.45\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a necromancer, Spirit was everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It determined how many undead he could summon, how long they could persist, how precisely he could control them, and how much strain his soul could endure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without sufficient Spirit, even the strongest necromancer would collapse under their own power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad,\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His attention then moved to the unused attribute points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty-five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet thrill ran through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s time to power up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charm was the first attribute he dismissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t need Charm,\" he muttered, shaking his head. \"Inside the abyss, who would even care about that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he began allocating his points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Attribute Points: 0]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect was immediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warmth flooded his body, spreading from his chest outward like liquid fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as though he had been submerged in a natural hot spring, every muscle loosening, every ache dissolving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fatigue vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a fleeting moment, an illusion took hold of his mind, an intoxicating sense that nothing in this world could withstand his strength, that he could crush stone and bone alike with a single strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, slowly, the sensation settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body returned to a stable state, but the changes remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath his clothes, his muscles felt denser, more compact, coiled with latent power. Even his breathing felt steadier, deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rose to his feet and jumped down from the back of the Level 8 Scorpion Skeleton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His feet struck the ground, leaving behind a deep footprint carved into the hardened earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren glanced down at it and nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impressive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satisfied, he opened his status window again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Name: Thoren Starfall]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Occupation: Necromancer]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Rank: Iron]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 9 (2000\u002F7500)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Attributes: Strength 20, Agility 14, Constitution 14, Intelligence 20, Perception 17, Charm 12]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Spirit: 25.45]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skills: Undead Summoning, Bone Manipulation]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Talent: Ex-Rank Undead Space]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sub-Talent: SSS-Rank Soul Lantern of the Eternal Crypt]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Abyss Market: Unavailable (Available at Bronze Rank)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Attribute Points: 0]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Inventory]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed the panel and checked his inventory next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over three thousand copper coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of it came from the corpses of those who had tried and failed to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as I reach ten thousand copper coins,\" he murmured, his eyes firm, \"I can repay my parents’ debt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That debt had never once left his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the chain that anchored him, the reminder of who he was before the abyss, before necromancy, before blood and bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was why he refused to become anyone’s pawn, why he rejected offers and schemes alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would survive on his own terms or not at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now,\" he said quietly, \"it’s time to reshuffle my undead army.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His consciousness slipped into the Undead Space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bone and shadow stretched endlessly before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skeletons lay scattered across the domain, silent and obedient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one represented a life taken, a victory earned. Killing Federation officers and assassins sent by the Slave Trade Guild had yielded powerful additions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began organizing them, assigning names for clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Assassin Number One – Level 10]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Assassin Number Two – Level 10]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Archer Number One – Level 9]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warden Number One – Level 8]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lower-level human skeletons remained unnamed, aside from the six elite Ace Skeletons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t bother with the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With two Level 10 assassin skeletons, one Level 9 archer skeleton, and a Level 8 warden skeleton, his core force was already formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His undead army was growing stronger by the day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also possessed numerous beast skeletons ranging from Level 7 to Level 9, but they lacked flexibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beast skeletons excelled in frontal combat, raw power, brute force, but human skeletons were far more versatile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coordination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the previous battle, Warden Number One had blocked multiple sneak attacks and deflected deadly arrows with its shield. That alone had proven its worth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he could summon a Level 9 skeleton at will, doing so recklessly would only strain his Spirit and reduce efficiency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strength without control was meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he possessed more than five distinct professions within his undead ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In time, this force would evolve into a full-fledged battalion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satisfied, Thoren withdrew his consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood still for a moment, listening to the quiet hum of the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he moved again, it was with purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I want to fight the Federation and the Slave Trade Guild head-on,\" he muttered, stepping forward, \"I need to reach at least Level 15.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t delusional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew his current limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power was not something gained overnight, no matter how talented he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed levels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, he walked deeper into the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Slave Trade Guild,\" he whispered, his eyes burning with cold vengeance, \"wait for my return.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mist swallowed his figure completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Thoren did not know was that he had already entered uncharted territory...one of the most terrifying regions within the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A place where only awakeners above Level 10 had even a chance of survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even then, death was common.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the strongest among the awakeners dare to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>",1310,"2026-06-03T10:41:31.485Z","2026-06-03T10:41:38.326Z",1,"novelbin.me","30d4fe35a21bef92cdf253967dc75173b1976f2816b1723f584f6c6bd45283aa","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-27","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-25",326,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-cover.jpg"]