Cursed Immortality

From the open entrance of the mausoleum, an eight-meter-tall skeleton giant clad in heavy armor walked out. He was holding a shield and sword in his hands, and a strange pressure was emitting from him.

The advancing group of five instantly halted their steps as they looked at the giant skeleton with horrified expressions. They all could feel a sense of dread from the giant undead, who was hundreds of meters away from them.

The giant skeleton moved his skull in their direction as his empty eye sockets were locked on them, and the next moment, he moved and, like a blur, vanished before everyone's eyes.

"Dodge!" The barbarian roared palely as he sensed death approaching and instantly leaped on his left side.

But others were not as fast as him, and just after the moment he leaped, a gray streak flashed past three orcs in the group, and they weren't able to react before their bodies started to dismember!

Only a troll and the barbarian were alive to witness the horror as they looked toward the giant skeleton standing a few meters behind them. He had covered over three hundred meters within a second and cut down three epics like they were clay dolls.

Jacob naturally witnessed this all with significance instead, and his eyes were locked on the giant skeleton who was about to move to finish the reaming intruders.

'I wonder if my hex core will evolve if I kill them. But I doubt that since they don't seem to have cores, and killing undead is an extremely tiresome task. I probably need to shatter their bodies. Forget it, I should move on…'

Jacob's thought process came to an abrupt halt when the giant skeleton suddenly turned its head in his direction. He was astounded because he was a few hundred high in the sky and also using the stealth of the disc at this moment.

Although the stealth was only at a rare level, at this distance, it should be more than enough for an epic not to notice him. This skeleton was glaring right in his direction.

At this moment, under Jacob's stunned expression, another undead walked out from the mausoleum. It was a giant bone horse, but it was vastly different from other undead mounts he had seen at this point. It has bone wings and gray flames wrapped around them.

The giant skeleton moved again, and the next he appeared right above the bone-winged horse, and the undead mount didn't delay as it flapped its flaming wings and flew towards Jacob!

Looking at the majestic yet ghastly sight of a skeleton charging right at him, Jacob wasn't amused at all. In fact, he was somewhat alarmed; his rage from losing a condition to Nelsen was still not entirely subdued.

The big guy was provoking his suppressed spirit, and for a moment, he decided to vent a little.

'Inferno Flames!' Killing intent flashed past his eyes as green flames emerged around his body like a raging inferno, 'Fire manipulation!'

The green flames around Jacob started to bend on his will and gathered in the sky, forming bright flame lances, and they quickly turned into 50!

With a thought, Jacob shot those lances on the incoming undead mount. He wasn't like those epics, and that skeleton was not unique at all. It was just that he was using agility-type magic, but in the sky, he didn't seem to have that advantage.

However, the giant skeleton charged right into the fire lances without any intention of dodging. However, when those lances touched the skeleton, a massive explosion rang, and a chain of explosions followed suit.

Jacob's lips curled in disdain, 'Star Combustion. A fire-type magic ability of unique rank that can make any fire magic combust. Simply put, the stronger the fire, the stronger the combustion. Heh, now I can make explosives at will. That thing might've thought about magic deflection. Oh, how wrong you were…'

Furthermore, Jacob's mana was as potent as unique rank mana, so his magic spell was even more powerful, and epic rank mana couldn't hold a candle in front of him.

He looked at the setting smoke while some debris of bone fragments were falling. The barely attached skeleton and skeleton horse appeared as the flames on the bone wings of the horse were dying as it was rushing down.

The skeleton was even more miserable as his armor was fully cracked, and half of his skull and arm were gone.

Jacob sneered and pulled him out of his misery by sending another volley of flame lance and then used the star combustion.

Fire magic was a pure, destructive type of magic and could do far more damage and destruction than water magic. That's why he only uses water mana to fly around while saving the fire mana for this sort of situation.

After dealing with the undead skeleton and his undead mount, he glanced at the mausoleum and just happened to witness the torch on it dying down. The next moment, the small army of undead at standby suddenly rushed in as if a barrier just has been lifted!

'So, as long as the owner of the mausoleum dies, the restriction on the lesser undead would be lifted. This last part of the trial is far more complex and dangerous. I wonder what kind of monstrosity the Beast of Necropolis is…' Jacob thought gravely as he no longer paid those undead any heed. They were not worth his time unless they were dark begins.

Jacob continued his journey towards the depth of the necropolis, and days passed. He now started to see more mausoleums, not to mention they were extraordinarily grand, and some of them were even the size of a small mansion.

However, he tactfully avoided going above their empty territories because he mused if those undead were like the giant skeleton, they might not react as long as no one infiltrated their territory.

On this day, Jacob again comes into contact with a massive undead army and another army as ghastly as the undead were fighting against them. It was the army of Dark Begins, and in the lead was a ghost-face dark being. He was the Wight Dead Duke of Ghost Wight!