[{"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-28":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},1080792,1399,"Chapter 28: The Calm Before the Howl.","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-28",28,"\u003Cp>Thoren moved forward with slow, measured steps, each stride filled with purpose and unwavering confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chaos erupting around him failed to disturb his rhythm in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Howls, shrieks, and the wet sounds of tearing flesh echoed endlessly through the fog-choked battlefield, yet his expression remained calm, almost detached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The howls of the Mad Dog Mistveils were ceaseless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment the first Mad Dog Mistveil had emerged from the fog, the battle had never once paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It only escalated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their levels had risen steadily as the fighting dragged on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What began with Level 4 and Level 5 beasts had transformed into something far more terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, hundreds of Level 8 Mad Dog Mistveils swarmed the battlefield, accompanied by dozens of Level 9 elites that towered above the rest like walking nightmares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Level 9 Mad Dog Mistveils stood over three meters tall; their massive frames coiled with grotesque muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ferocious jaws clamped down on the armored bones of Level 9 Scorpion Skeletons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teeth grinding against skeletal plating as if it were brittle cartilage rather than hardened bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield had devolved into pure brutality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scorpion Skeletons lashed out with barbed tails, their pincers snapping shut with crushing force, while Mad Dogs leapt fearlessly into the fray, tearing and gnawing with manic aggression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bone shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh flew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fog churned violently as blood and fragments were hurled through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apart from the endless horde of Mad Dog Mistveils on the ground, Thoren was also contending with a far more insidious threat above his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hollow Breath Leeches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They drifted silently through the fog like malignant spirits, their eel-shaped bodies nearly invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one was Level 9, and their presence alone was enough to terrify even veteran awakeners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without his second talent, Thoren would have already been reduced to a hollow corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stamina siphoned away without him ever realizing what was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, the pressure lingered like an invisible hand squeezing his lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the center of the battlefield, Thoren stood unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was like a grand commander overseeing a war, calmly directing its flow while standing amidst destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Experience Gained]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Experience Gained]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Experience Gained]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Notifications flashed repeatedly before his eyes, stacking one after another, but he ignored them completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His attention remained locked on the clashes involving the Level 9 Mad Dog Mistveils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous impact rang out as one of his Level 9 Scorpion Skeletons was torn apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Mad Dog Mistveil lunged forward, its massive jaws clamping down on the skeleton’s thorax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a violent twist, it ripped the skeleton apart, scattering fragments of bone across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mad Dog gnawed eagerly on the remains, crunching bone as though it were savoring fresh meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the horrifying scene, Thoren did not flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he raised a hand and summoned another Level 9 Scorpion Skeleton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive undead creature appeared from his undead space, immediately filling the gap left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mad Dog Mistveils might be endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But so was his undead army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, every fallen Mad Dog was not truly lost. Each dead Mad Dog was just another minion waiting to be added to his undead army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, he felt no pressure at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, as the battle dragged on, he noticed a troubling detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His skeletons were beginning to struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not feel pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not tire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone gave them a tremendous advantage in prolonged combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, in terms of raw ferocity, strength, and savagery, the Mad Dog Mistveils held the upper hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In several zones across the battlefield, the Mad Dogs were slowly pushing forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can’t continue like this...\" Thoren muttered quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He narrowed his eyes, observing the flow of combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few seconds, a tactic formed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickly, he extended his consciousness into the Undead Space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, multiple human skeletons emerged from beneath the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warrior Skeletons armed with heavy iron broadswords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren positioned one warrior skeleton beside each Level 9 Scorpion Skeleton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their objective was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deliver the killing strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Howl! Howl!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield erupted once more as the Mad Dogs lunged forward, but this time, something was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect was immediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the addition of the Warrior Skeletons, the tide of battle shifted dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miserable, distorted screams erupted from the Level 9 Mad Dog Mistveils as heavy broadswords cleaved into their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a single strike, deep wounds were carved into their torsos and necks, blackened blood spraying across the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Thoren did not stop there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Press the advantage,\" he commanded coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Level 9 Scorpion Skeletons surged forward, fearless and relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their barbed tails struck like spears, impaling Mad Dogs through the chest, while massive pincers clamped shut with crushing force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mad Dogs proved exactly why they were called mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They bit down on the scorpions’ pincers with their jagged maws, teeth cracking as they attempted to tear through reinforced bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some even leapt onto the scorpions’ backs, clawing and gnawing with suicidal ferocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Thoren did not allow them to succeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warrior Skeletons delivered killing strikes with ruthless efficiency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iron broadswords flashed through the fog, severing heads, splitting skulls, and plunging deep into exposed brains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, the Level 9 Mad Dog Mistveils fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smirk crept onto Thoren’s face as he watched their massive bodies collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Undead Summoning.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he activated his skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fallen Mad Dogs twitched, then rose once more, eyes hollow, movements stiff yet powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undead Level 9 Mad Dog Mistveils joined his ranks, their bodies exuding deathly fog as they turned on their former kin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft chuckle escaped Thoren’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now this is what I’m talking about,\" he said with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The undead Mad Dogs pounced on the living Mad Dogs with the same savage ferocity, tearing them apart without mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield became a nightmare of clashing jaws, snapping bones, and ripping flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was barbaric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Thoren loved it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh was torn free and flung into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood splattered across the fog-drenched ground, staining everything it touched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams echoed, then cut off abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the grin never left Thoren’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every Mad Dog Mistveil that died, his undead forces grew stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His army swelled while the living Mad Dogs dwindled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had once been a brutal, evenly matched battle slowly transformed into a one-sided slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A suffocating pressure descended upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every hair on Thoren’s body stood on end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What’s happening?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze for half a second, scanning his surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His instincts screamed danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Am I being targeted again?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his head, eyes sweeping the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing stood out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few remaining Hollow Breath Leeches lingered overhead, already on the brink of destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the fog shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It parted unnaturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within the mist, a massive silhouette emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloodthirsty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beast stepped forward, its presence alone causing the surrounding fog to recoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stood imposingly tall, far larger than the other Mad Dogs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its wide canine head was lined with serrated teeth, each one stained dark with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its tongue rolled lazily from its jaws, dripping crimson as it stared at Thoren with unrestrained savagery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fog clung to its fur like a second skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fur and mist merged seamlessly, forming near-perfect natural camouflage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Thoren not held his ground and fought the Mad Dog Mistveils to the very end, he might never have noticed it before it struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, surrounded by his undead fortress, the beast was forced to reveal itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, its mere presence made Thoren swallow hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar panel appeared before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Mad Dog Mistveil]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level 10 (Mini Boss)]\u003C\u002Fp>",1290,"2026-06-03T10:41:31.485Z","2026-06-03T10:41:38.326Z",1,"novelbin.me","34d9f648e03173d484e756f4dfc3a10c035021cf205b3894733a71360ebacbb1","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-29","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-27",326,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-cover.jpg"]