I Became A Zompirewolf

As soon as Ashton read those words, there was an explosion, blowing everything away. It almost felt like Baiter was again experimenting with something out of the grimoire. But the reality was different.

Following the explosion, some sort of a hole had been created in the air. Just like a portal but this was different. Something no one on the planet had seen yet.

Ashton slowly forced himself on his feet. Struggling from the constant ringing inside his head and blurred vision, he saw a giant monster standing in front of him.

"What the hell is that?" He mumbled as his vision slowly cleared up.

[That's... an Ogre. One that was raised by the power of death itself. I'm pretty sure it's the work of a necromancer like yourself. Whoever did that, is most certainly dead now.]

Ashton nodded his head even though he didn't know what Astaroth was talking about. All he could gather was the ugly red-skinned bastard in front of him was an undead creature. As long as it qualified as an undead, he had nothing to fear about.

He used [Corpse Parade] once again, in the hopes of controlling the ogre. However, his attempts resulted in failure.

"Why can't I control it?"

[Because it was raised by another Necromancer! On top of that you can only control undead that have free will or aren't under someone else's control.]

"So I can't even resurrect him later on?"

[Nope.]

"It's a shame."

The nine feet tall giant stood in front of them, staring at everything around itself. The next moment his eyes fell on the undead morons who summoned him.

"Yes! I'm the one who summoned you. Obey my command-"

Before the undead could even complete his speech, the ogre stomped him down like an ant. Rotten blood splattered everywhere. The undead were in shock. They might have summoned the beast, but none of them had any control over him.

In the ogre's eyes, all of them were ants whom he could kill. After all, he had been brought to an unknown place by unknown creatures. If Ashton was in his place, he would have been pissed too.

The ogre attacked the undead like a raging mad bull. The ferocity in which he attacked them even surprised Ashton. Within moments the undead were on the ground writhing in pain, mere moments away from true death.

Mere moments ago they were boasting about dominating Lycania. But now, they could only beg for their lives as the ogre relentlessly killed them all.

"He is an effective killer. That's for sure."

[Just try not to get in its way.]

"You scared?"

[No. I'm just worried your stupid ass would do something horrible and die in the process.]

"Don't you remember? You said it yourself."

[What?]

"I'm too dumb to die."

[...I guess that's true.]

Their bickering aside, Ashton couldn't stomach how bizarre the ogre looked. He did not want to say it out loud, but the Ogre was one of the most disgusting yet frightening things he had seen in his life.

The creature's entire body was covered with rotten wounds and dried blood. Much like his arms, his legs were also quite muscular. Giving the Ghoul the weird look of a warrior who had died on a battlefield.

"AAAAAGH!"

The ogre let out a bloodcurdling scream. The undead along with their hostages went down on their knees. They weren't paying the ogre any respect or something, they fell because of the pain the ogre's frightening scream had put them into.

Ashton, on the other hand, kept standing in front of him as if nothing had happened. His pain resistance was strong enough for him to remain unaffected by the shrieking. However, the noise was still a bit unpleasant to him. Especially when coupled with the ringing sound in his head.

"Gokung shut this bastard up please," Ashton mumbled before casually walking up to the hostages.

Suddenly the ground shook as the Gorillan queen jumped out of Ashton's shadow, grabbed the ogre by his neck and tossed him out of the black market. It all happened so quickly that the ogre didn't even have a chance to retaliate.  Gokung then charged out of the market herself.

"Oi, wake up." Ashton slapped the cheek of the hostages, waking them up one after another.

"Ashton, what are you doing here?" The director yelled at him, "It's too dangerous, even for you-"

"I see... you're still underestimating me. That means you're good." Ashton nodded before getting back up, "Also, that isn't something you should say. Given your condition."

It was just like he said, the director wasn't in a good shape. Her armour was in tatters, with multiple bruises spread all across her body. Thankfully, all of them still had their masks on, so they weren't in danger of turning.

Had they been, Ashton would have had no choice but to kill them. Which would have sucked since he had just rescued them.

"Alright, let's get you people out of here."

Ashton quickly called forth a dozen or so undead and have them escort the hostages to safety. At first, they were a bit taken aback by the undead. Nevertheless, when they saw how gently the undead were behaving with them, they knew they weren't there to harm them.

However, the hostages got distracted by the noises coming from the opposite direction. The same place where Gokung and the ogre were busy exchanging blows.

"What's going on there?" The director asked.

"Believe me, you don't wanna know."

"You're not coming with us, are you?"

Ashton shook his head and walked away. he had wasted too much time chatting with them. Time that could have been used to earn some exp.

Ashton was worried that Gokund might not be able to handle the Ogre by herself. However, when he arrived at the location, the gorillan more or less had the Ogre under control.

The Ogre wasn't being able to attack Gokung, but then again, Gokung's blows weren't that effective against the ogre's thick skin. More or less, the two of them were locked in a sort of stalemate.

"That Ogre would have been a great addition to my forces." Ashton sighed before taking out Balmond to breathe in the fresh air, "Hm... at least I'll have enough resources to have an armour made from the ogre's skin."