[{"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-27":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},1080791,1399,"Chapter 27: The Fog That Devours Breath","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>Thoren moved through the thick, shifting fog with slow, deliberate steps. Each motion measured as thought the air itself might shatter if disturbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed his perception to its limit, forcing his senses outward barely able to see through three meters at a time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that, everything dissolved into pale nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fog was unnaturally silent, broken only by the dry cracking of skeletons bones and the dull scrape of his boots against the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing sounded too loud in his own ears, each inhale pounding like a muted war drum against his ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His finger tightened around his sword’s hilt, knuckles still, gaze flicking endlessly from side to side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His minions surrounded him. The nearly twenty Level 7 and Level 8 skeletons grant his fragile sense a bit of reassurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the fog’s suffocating quiet gnawed relentlessly at his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Thoren felt a sharp disturbance ripple through the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes snapped to the left just as a gray shape burst from the mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beast lunged forward with startling speed, pouncing onto one of his skeletons and knocking it several steps back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar panel flashed into existence before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Mad Dog Mistveil]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 4]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the beast’s name, Thoren was stunned for a brief moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Level 4 beast?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a place like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what truly caught his attention was not its level; it was the absence of displayed attributes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The panel was disturbingly empty, lacking the information he had grown accustomed to relying on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although momentarily startled, he did not hesitate to command his skeletons to retaliate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mad Dog Mistveil possessed the body of a wolf but the head of a dog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its form was lean yet powerful; muscles coiled tightly beneath pale gray fur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wisps of vapor constantly shed from its body, blurring its outline and causing its shape to flicker in and out of clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to an ordinary dog, its head was grotesquely large, jaws wide and filled with jagged teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its eyes were bloodshot and wild, brimming with madness and unrestrained aggression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A befitting name,\" Thoren muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a mad beast would charge headlong into enemies far stronger than itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skeletons struck swiftly. Bone weapons fell in unison, tearing through flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mad Dog Mistveil let out a shrill, distorted howl before collapsing into the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Experience Gained: None]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren paid the notification no attention. His focus had already shifted as he activated his skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Undead Summoning.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corpse twitched briefly before rising once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, however, Thoren did not strip its skin. He quickly realized that the Mad Dog’s ability to blend into the fog was directly linked to its hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Removing it would be a waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, he left the body intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Mad Dog Skeleton]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren frowned slightly at the name. After a brief pause, he dismissed it and changed its name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Veil Dog Skeleton]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the new name, he nodded in satisfaction. He reached out and placed his hand against its camouflaged body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fur felt thick and coarse beneath his fingers, cold with lingering fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could reflect further, the fog surged violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of shapes burst forth from all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beasts charged without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray forms slammed into his skeletal formation, claws flashing as they swung wildly, maws opening wide to bite and tear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were fearless, reckless to the point of insanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A solemn expression settled over Thoren’s face as he issued rapid commands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His skeletons responded instantly, intercepting the beasts and meeting them head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all Mad Dog Mistveils. Among them, the highest-ranked was a Level 5 Elite Beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against his Level 7 and Level 8 skeletons, they posed little direct threat. Bones shattered claws, cleaving through bodies with ruthless efficiency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, the Mad Dog Mistveils fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet to Thoren’s surprise, more continued to emerge from the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their howls shattered the strange silence, echoing unnaturally through the mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was distorted, overlapping, creating a maddening chorus that sent chills crawling up his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fearless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They bit and tore at anything in their path, even as their kin were slaughtered around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ferocity surpassed anything Thoren had encountered since arriving in the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The death of their brethren did nothing to deter them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They leapt onto skeletons with crazed abandon, claws digging deep, teeth snapping viciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren observed the battle with a grave expression. His attention was no longer on the chaos itself, but on the beasts’ levels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the beginning, there had only been Level 4 and Level 5 Mad Dogs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he was seeing Level 6... and even Level 7 among their ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though their numbers were fewer, this development sent a warning signal screaming through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, his breathing faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest tightened, and an unexpected weakness crept through his limbs, spreading from the inside out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legs felt heavier, as though gravity itself had increased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is going on?!\" he exclaimed, eyes widening as he instinctively raised his guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tension seized him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scanned his surroundings rapidly but detected no immediate threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Is it possible... that this is the effect of the fog?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Various thoughts surfaced in his mind, but he did not linger on them. Instinct screamed at him to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he activated his second talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, an illusory floating lantern appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its faint glow pierced the fog, casting eerie shadows that twisted unnaturally across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the lantern’s appearance, the world seemed to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren’s pupils contracted as countless glowing orbs revealed themselves within the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They drifted silently through the air, surrounding him from all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shiver ran down his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because of the orbs themselves—but because of what they represented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hollow Breath Leech]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 7]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hollow Breath Leeches were eel-shaped creatures formed entirely from condensed fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies were semi-translucent, barely visible even now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At their cores, the glowing orbs pulsed faintly—soul cores.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the Hollow Breath Leeches did not attack physically, Thoren could feel their effect immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stamina was being siphoned away at an alarming rate, his strength bleeding out with every passing second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he swung his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grating hiss erupted as his blade connected with one of the creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its camouflage shattered, fog dispersing violently as its soul core flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren raised his sword for the finishing blow but froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hollow Breath Leech began to regenerate at a visible speed, its form knitting itself back together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It can regenerate!\" he exclaimed, stunned, his jaw slackening slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is going to be troublesome,\" he muttered grimly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struck again...and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not stop after a single blow, instead unleashing a relentless series of slashes, giving the creature no chance to recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Experience Gained: None]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren ignored the notification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locked onto the dense cluster of Hollow Breath Leeches floating above him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stamina continued to drain rapidly. If this persisted...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head sharply, forcing the thought away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of consideration, he muttered, \"Since I can see them, I can try attacking them using Ace Number 1 and the others.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the plan formed, he immediately summoned Ace Number 1 through Ace Number 5.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He positioned the elite skeletons positioned beneath the floating leeches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his command, they struck upward in perfect coordination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh! Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hissssss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrill hisses echoed throughout the fog as the Hollow Breath Leeches were forced into visibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s working...\" A grin crept across Thoren’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the plan had succeeded, the invisible threat lost its advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, the Hollow Breath Leeches were cut down, their forms dissipating into nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from their stamina-draining ability, they posed little threat to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To other awakeners, however, the Hollow Breath Leeches were far more terrifying than the Mad Dog Mistveils.\u003C\u002Fp>",1322,"2026-06-03T10:41:31.485Z","2026-06-03T10:41:38.326Z",1,"novelbin.me","d53737658e848d92dfe62ec1b75715faf0a748a078ef5114d7fcd6ca10f23fe6","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-28","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-26",326,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-cover.jpg"]