Wizard: I Have a World of the Dead

The distance of thirty steps was covered in the blink of an eye.

The three wandering skeletons turned their heads almost simultaneously, and six eerie green phosphorescent flames locked onto Lynch.

In that instant, Lin Qi felt as if he were being stared at by something cold and sinister, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Click—!"

The skeleton at the very front, clad in tattered leather armor, was the first to move.

It raised its rusty cross-shaped sword and charged toward Lin Qi with stiff steps, the blade leaving a dark red afterimage in the blood moonlight.

The muscle memory developed through long-term training became apparent at this moment.

Without much thought, Lin Qi instinctively dodged to the side.

The rusty sword grazed his leather armor, bringing with it a pungent smell of rust.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward, exerted force with his right arm, and swept the cross sword horizontally—

"when!"

The sword blade struck the skeleton's ribs, the impact making his hand go numb.

The skeleton staggered back two steps, leaving a deep sword wound on its ribs, but showed no sign of falling.

It regained its footing, the green flames in its eye sockets flickered a few times, and it raised its sword again.

"So hard..." Lin Qi gritted his teeth.

Although skeletons are the lowest-level undead in the undead world, their level is between lv1 and lv3, and their average attribute value is above 2.

It was definitely the right decision not to rush into exploration!

Before I could think any further, the second skeleton was already approaching from the side, holding up a broken round shield.

The tall skeleton carrying a long-handled battle axe quickened its pace, the heavy axe dragging on the ground with a screeching sound.

"Number 1!"

Lin Qi gave a low shout.

Skull Number 1 behind him moved at the sound of his command. Carrying its indestructible pickaxe, it charged straight at the shield-wielding skeleton to its side.

"when!"

The pickaxe struck the broken shield, instantly cracking it open. The shield-wielding skeleton was jolted back a few steps, but quickly regained its footing and swung the shield at Skull Number 1.

The two skeletons were locked in combat, the clanging of their bones like a dense rain.

Lin Qi took a deep breath and turned his attention back to the enemy in front of him.

The leather-clad skeleton charged again, its rusty sword aimed straight for his chest.

Lin Qi raised his left arm to block with the round shield—"Bang!" A tremendous force came from the shield, making his entire arm go numb and causing him to stagger back a step.

His strength is at least twice that of his.

We can't fight it head-on.

Lynch gritted his teeth, forcing himself to calm down. He stared at the skeleton's movements, observing the patterns in its every move—stiff, mechanical, with brief pauses when turning.

Just as the skeleton swung its sword for the third time, Lin Qi suddenly ducked down, and the rusty sword whistled past his head.

He rolled forward, closing in on the skeleton, and swung his right-hand cross-shaped sword upwards with a fierce motion—

"Snap!"

The sword blade precisely cleaved between the skull's lumbar vertebrae.

The skeleton's body suddenly stopped, and a large gash appeared at the junction of its upper and lower body.

It staggered forward one step, and on the second step, its lumbar spine completely broke, and its upper body slid off its hip bone with a "crash" and fell to the ground, breaking into several pieces.

The green flame in his eye sockets flickered violently a few times, then slowly went out.

Lin Qi was panting heavily, and before he could celebrate, a gust of wind came from behind him.

He instinctively rolled to the side—

A long-handled battle axe slammed into the ground, grazing his shoulder. "Bang!" The ground was smashed open, leaving a deep crack, and bone fragments flew everywhere.

The tall skeleton stood two steps behind him, forcefully pulling the battle axe embedded in the ground.

Lynch's heart pounded.

If I had been just a fraction of a second slower, that axe would have cleaved him in two.

He rolled over and got up, holding the cross-shaped sword horizontally in front of him, staring intently at the tall skeleton.

The skeleton pulled out its battle axe, and the green flames in its eye sockets flickered intensely, as if they were burning.

Meanwhile, the battle between Skull 1 and the shield-wielding skeleton has also reached a critical moment.

Several fine cracks appeared on Skull 1's left arm bone, scars from being hit by the shield, but it still clung tightly to its opponent.

It swung its pickaxe and smashed it into the skull of the shield-bearing skeleton—"Crack!" The skull instantly split open, and green flames shot out from the crack.

The shield-wielding skeleton swayed twice before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

But the tall skeleton had already raised its battle axe and charged towards Lynch.

Lynch did not back down.

He watched the skeleton's movements, dodging to the right the instant it swung its axe, while simultaneously slamming his left-hand round shield into its arm bone.

"Bang!" The enormous recoil made his entire arm numb, but he gritted his teeth and didn't let go. He took advantage of the situation and thrust out the cross sword in his right hand, aiming straight for the gap between the skeleton's ribs.

The sword tip pierced through and got stuck in the bone crevice.

The giant skeleton paused in its movements, and Lin Qi seized the opportunity to violently scramble it—

"Crack!" Two ribs broke in response.

The skeleton staggered backward, the green flames in its eye sockets trembling violently, but it still did not fall. Instead, it raised its battle axe again.

Just then, Skull 1 charged in from the side, its pickaxe raised high, and smashed into the tall skeleton's kneecap.

"Snap—!"

With his kneecap shattered, the tall skeleton's body jerked to the side, losing its balance.

It staggered forward and fell, its battle axe flying out of its hand and landing with a clatter in the distance.

Lynch did not let this opportunity pass him by.

He stepped forward, gripped the sword with both hands, and with all his might cleaved down towards the tall skeleton's neck—

"Snap!"

The blade pierced the bone, the head flew off, and rolled several steps away.

The headless skeleton stood frozen in place, swayed twice, and then crumbled into a pile of bones with a "crash".

The green flame in its eye sockets flickered a few times in the air before going out completely.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Lin Qi stood there, leaning on his sword, panting heavily.

Sweat streamed down his forehead and into his eyes, stinging painfully, but he didn't bother to wipe it away.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, as if it were about to burst out of my ribs. My hands were trembling slightly, I didn't know if it was from exhaustion or tension.

He looked down at his hands; the veins on his sword-wielding hand were bulging, his knuckles were white, and his palms burned with pain.

He looked at his body again. There were a few more scratches on his leather armor and a new dent on the shield of his left arm, but he was not injured.

There were no wounds, and no bleeding.

He won.

Lin Qi stood there blankly for a moment, then suddenly looked up and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha--!"

happy!

So happy!

Is this what it feels like to fight? Is this what it feels like to survive after risking your life?

My blood was still boiling, my heart was still pounding, and every nerve was still screaming, but the pleasure surging from the bottom of my heart was so real and so intense.

It's like something that has been suppressed for a long time has finally found an outlet.

Lin Qi laughed for a while before slowly stopping. He was panting heavily, wiping the sweat from his face with his sleeve, and turned to look at Skull 1.

Several fine cracks appeared on its left arm bone, the widest of which almost ran through the entire arm bone, revealing the hollow bone marrow cavity inside. Several new cracks also appeared on its ribs.

But in its eye sockets, the flame of Lynch's soul still burned steadily.

Lynch walked over and patted Skull 1's shoulder blade.

"Well done," he said, panting. "Shall I put some oil on you when we get back?"

Skull 1 remains motionless; the undead will not respond.

Lin Qi turned his head and looked at the three piles of white bones scattered on the ground. His gaze suddenly became intense.

He began with great interest, "But before that..."

"Let me find you a few companions first!"