[{"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-35":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},1080799,1399,"Chapter 35: When Death Laughs in the Dark","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-35",35,"\u003Cp>Present Time\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren stood calmly in the center of the ruined hall, a faint smirk still playing at the corner of his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, facing three Level 13 awakeners at once would have been enough to make his heart pound and his nerves screaming of danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he felt nothing but anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just die!\" the knight roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Level 13 knight’s face twisted with fury as his gaze locked onto the mocking smile on Thoren’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him, that smirk was an unforgivable insult, a declaration that Thoren did not see them as threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his sword high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade descended in a blinding arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was impossibly fast, leaving behind a shimmering afterimage as it cut through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The undead Level 8 Mad Dog Mistveil standing protectively before Thoren was cleaved cleanly in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its body split apart, the soul fire in its eyes extinguishing instantly as its remains collapsed onto the gleaming tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knight stepped forward, intent on closing the distance and delivering a killing blow to Thoren himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could take a second step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty undead Level 8 Mad Dog Mistveils materialized in front of Thoren, their forms emerging from swirling fog like beasts crawling out of a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Attack,\" Thoren commanded coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm. Detached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Howl!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The undead Mad Dogs responded instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their howls echoed through the hall as they surged forward with savage ferocity, fangs bared and claws flashing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The initiative shifted in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusionist instinctively retreated, her brows knitting together as unease crept into her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the Level 13 warrior stepped forward instead, his expression darkening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s see how many undead servants you can really have,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his sword and struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Raging Arc Slash!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wide arcs of destructive force tore through the charging undead. With every swing, an undead Mad Dog was split apart, its body torn in two and cast aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, the knight wore a disdainful expression as he hacked down the undead servants with ruthless efficiency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword danced, precise and lethal, cutting down the Mad Dogs one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To them, the undead posed no real threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each Mad Dog fell with a single strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what they failed to realize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What neither of them noticed in their confidence was the subtle yet terrifying change in the environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick fog began to seep into the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, it was barely noticeable. A faint mist appeared in the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it thickened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren stood unmoving at the center of it all, like an unshakable general surveying a battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was sharp, calculating, as he continued to summon more undead Mad Dog Mistveils without pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One batch after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if his reserves were endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he summoned another kind of undead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undead Hollow Breath Leeches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Invisible to ordinary perception, they blended seamlessly into the spreading fog, drifting silently above and around the two arrogant Level 13 awakeners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not make a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They simply began to siphon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female illusionist’s expression shifted as unease blossomed into dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brows furrowed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is this possible...?\" she muttered, her voice trembling despite her efforts to stay calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had heard rumors, whispers of Thoren commanding dozens of undead but she had dismissed them as mere exaggerations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, standing in a hall flooded with undead Mad Dogs, she felt a chill run down her spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These must be all his undead servants,\" she said, forcing herself to speak, clinging desperately to the idea. \"He can’t have more than this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even as she said the words, doubt gnawed at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was an illusionist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was not built for direct combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If her partners failed to kill Thoren...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not dare imagine what awaited her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I must do something...\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes hardened as she began weaving mana into a complex illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mirror Phantom Image.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusion surged outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment, Thoren felt a sharp tug on his mental strength, like invisible hooks digging into his consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reacted instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he summoned his Illusory Floating Lantern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the lantern appeared, its eerie glow washing over him, the illusion shattered like fragile glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The false images dissolved into nothingness, leaving reality bare and exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren’s gaze snapped toward the illusionist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her blood ran cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was utterly devoid of emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I planned to deal with you last,\" he said softly, his voice chilling. \"But now...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Level 10 Assassin Skeletons emerged silently from the fog, their forms dissolving into mist almost as soon as they appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusionist, however, believed her spell had already succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She allowed herself a smug smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph. A rookie will always be a rookie,\" she sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While she indulged in false confidence, the knight and warrior were growing increasingly frustrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How many undead do you have?\" the warrior growled as his sword split yet another Mad Dog in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For every one they destroyed, two more took its place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the undead were multiplying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knight clenched his jaw. \"I don’t believe you can keep this up forever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered viciously. \"After we capture you, I’ll force your secrets out of your mouth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Iron Valor Slash!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His blade flashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another undead Mad Dog was annihilated in a single strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against the two Level 13 awakeners, the undead Mad Dogs were nothing more than disposable pawns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or so they believed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahhhhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soul-piercing scream echoed through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was wet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both the knight and the warrior froze mid-motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned sharply toward the source of the scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusionist lay sprawled on the stone floor, blood pooling beneath her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her neck had been severed cleanly, and a deep, brutal gash split her chest open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes stared lifelessly at the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened?!\" the warrior shouted, veins bulging at his temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knight said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze darted across the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fog had thickened further, obscuring their vision. Even with their high levels, their sight was limited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold dread crept into his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What killed her...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip tightened on his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are there others hiding in this temple?\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought sent a shiver down his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had chosen this place to trap Thoren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like they were the ones being hunted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before either of them could process the realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The undead Mad Dogs lunged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get lost!\" the warrior roared, fury overtaking fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fury Break Cut!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three undead Mad Dogs were blown apart, their bodies shattered mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warrior staggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath came out ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What... what’s happening...?\" he gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crushing dizziness overtook him, his limbs suddenly heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strength was draining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at him, the knight frowned. \"What’s wrong with you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—I don’t know...\" the warrior stammered, his voice trailing off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now even the knight understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was terribly wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze snapped to Thoren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You did this!\" he screamed. \"I’ll kill you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He charged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Radiant Cleave Strike!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two arrows burst from the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knight’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted his strike mid-motion, barely parrying one arrow and narrowly dodging the second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That was close!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of weakness washed over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing grew labored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"T-This...\" his heart skipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep sense of dread consumed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahhhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another scream tore through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warrior collapsed to his knees, blood pouring from countless deep wounds. His knees were severed, his body trembling violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"H-Help...!\" he cried weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the plea could finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An assassin skeleton appeared behind him and....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warrior’s body hit the ground, a gaping hole in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>******\u003C\u002Fp>",1322,"2026-06-03T10:41:31.485Z","2026-06-03T10:41:38.326Z",1,"novelbin.me","50d2f1547fe758b7e2fc04cb4f5709579be9e89ea2e485efab7a3d8984c5229a","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-36","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-34",326,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-cover.jpg"]