[{"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-97":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},1080911,1399,"Chapter 97: The End of the Slave Trade Guild - Part 2","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-97",97,"\u003Cp>Inside the main hall of the Slave Trade Guild, the atmosphere was solemn and suffocatingly heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grim silence hung in the air, broken only by the shallow breathing of those present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many wore deep frowns, their brows furrowed tightly, while others clenched their fists until their knuckles turned white. Rage, disgust, and restrained fury churned within their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them stared at the group of men lying on the cold stone floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood pooled beneath their broken bodies, soaking into the cracks between the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some groaned weakly, their breaths uneven and shallow, while others lay completely still, faces twisted in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of them would not have hesitated to kill every single one of them if not for two reasons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was the explicit order they had yet to receive from their guild master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second was Thoren’s presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With most of the Slave Trade Guild members already killed and the rest captured alive, the Crimson Arc Guild had been able to freely explore what remained of the hideout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What they discovered within those walls, however, far surpassed even their worst expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, hidden beneath layers of secrecy and darkness, lay inhuman atrocities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one chamber, they found large barrels filled to the brim with human blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thick, metallic stench assaulted their senses the moment the lids were lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of the blood had coagulated, forming dark, sticky clots along the rims.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other rooms, human body parts were hung from hooks along the walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were dried, shriveled and darkened with age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others were disturbingly fresh, still dripping with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Livers, spines, hearts, lungs, and brains were carefully preserved inside glass jars filled with strange, murky liquids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faint marking glowed beneath the surfaces of the containers, evidence of necromantic rituals performed repeatedly within these walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren, Arin, and the others stared in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of them had imagined that the Slave Trade Guild would sink to such depths of cruelty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elite awakeners who had survived countless battles in the Abyss had their stomachs churn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer scale of the guild’s evil deeds sent shivers down many spines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another room, they found piles of human bones stacked together, forming a grotesque mound that resembled a small mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skulls stared out blankly from the heap, their hollow eye sockets frozen in silent screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they discovered the operation room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was where fellow humans had been butchered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surgical instruments hung neatly along one wall, each polished and carefully maintained. On another table lay an assortment of torture devices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hooks, clamps, needles, and blades of various shapes and sizes. Many were stained dark with dried blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren and the others did not dare imagine what kind of suffering these tools had inflicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of the women in the group could not hold back their emotions and broke down in tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others turned away, retching violently as they vomited onto the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of them had believed their missing friends and comrades had died during hunts in the Abyss, devoured by beasts or swallowed by unknown dangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, they knew better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of them had not died at the hands of monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been killed by fellow humans...used, butchered, and discarded for deranged purposes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one of the hidden chambers, Thoren discovered a wooden shelf filled with scrolls stacked neatly beside a heavy table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went through the scrolls one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of them were instructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Transactions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All issued by a certain unknown group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren attempted to dig deeper, hoping to uncover the identity of the organization that controlled the Slave Trade Guild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, he quickly realized that most of the scrolls had already been burned. Only fragments remained, their edges blackened and brittle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The few intact scrolls contained no deep secrets, no names, no locations, no clear leads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enough for Thoren to confirm one crucial fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Slave Trade Guild had not been operating alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them lurked a far more powerful organization, one that controlled everything from the shadows, manipulating events with unseen hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back inside the main hall, Thoren and Arin stood silently, gazing at the broken men sprawled across the floor. Neither of them showed any change in expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arin had spent months in the Abyss. He had heard countless rumors of awakeners suddenly disappearing without explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, he had dismissed them without much thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People die every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, standing in this hall, he realized how naïve and ignorant he had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evil festering in the shadows went far beyond what most people could comprehend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Slave Trade Guild had not targeted the wrong person this time, their secrets might have remained hidden indefinitely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thoren,\" Arin finally said, breaking the silence. \"What are you going to do with them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This entire operation had been led by Thoren. Everything they had uncovered, every truth brought to light was because of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without his overwhelming power, Arin and the Crimson Arc Guild would never have dared to storm the Slave Trade Guild’s hideout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren’s gaze shifted to Gilbert, who was lying among the others, groaning in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why did you send your men after me?\" Thoren asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm and flat, yet everyone in the hall felt the biting cold hidden within it. A chill ran down their spines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gilbert struggled to lift his head. When his eyes met Thoren’s terrifying deep blue gaze, his body shuddered violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had heard rumors of what the young man before him could do without hesitation, without remorse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To testify to his cruelty, surrounding him were his own men, some with their tongues reaped out, others missing teeth ripped forcefully from their gums, bones crushed into paste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he want to experience that kind of torment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hell no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would rather die quickly and forget everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, Gilbert opened his mouth. Blood coated his teeth and tongue, but at this point, the pain barely registered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the last batch,\" he said hoarsely, \"you were the weakest. Your bio-data showed you came from an ordinary family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s why we targeted you. We only target awakeners from ordinary backgrounds, people whose deaths wouldn’t draw attention.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused briefly, then continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More importantly, your profession. Everyone knows how outcast necromancers are. That makes you easy prey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Murmurs rippled through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many furrowed their brows, unable to hide their discomfort. Some glanced at Thoren from the corners of their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all they saw were calm, emotionless deep blue eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where did you get this information?\" Thoren asked, his voice unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From the Federation Police, of course,\" Gilbert replied, a twisted hint of pride seeping into his tone. \"Our influence runs deeper than you can imagine. We have people embedded in powerful guilds and organizations.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren was not surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arin and the others, however, were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their jaws fell open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible!\" a female knight shouted, disbelief etched across her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you mean, impossible?\" Gilbert sneered. \"Do you think we could commit such atrocities without backing from above? Tch.\" He clicked his tongue in contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren ignored the reactions around him and asked the question that mattered most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you also target my sister?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gilbert hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slowly. \"Since I took command of the Slave Trade Guild, I’ve never heard of any Starfall apart from you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoren said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But deep within his heart, his resolve hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Slave Trade Guild had no information about his sister, then he would search elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that would be the Federation Police database.\u003C\u002Fp>",1269,"2026-06-03T10:41:31.766Z","2026-06-03T10:41:38.603Z",1,"novelbin.me","ce1970b80f0aa807cfbe0cc81f6bd3c10b92db946a903a9f8005164902466f16","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-98","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-96",326,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-cover.jpg"]