Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

As the arm bone was pulled by the rusty sword and slammed into the ground, the Skeleton Overlord's body was also pulled and fell towards the ground.

But it reacted quickly, immediately realizing that there was something wrong with the weight of the rusty sword, and immediately let go, stretching out its palm to support itself on the ground.

"Gada".

But the moment its metacarpal bones touched the ground, the arm bones, which had no flesh and blood, lost their strength, and the two forearm bones also flew off.

Immediately afterwards, the entire skeleton collapsed to the ground!

"..."

Just as the rusty sword fell to the ground in front of the Skeleton Lord, it was picked up by a hand.

The newcomer was none other than Viktor, who had secretly cast [Hand of the Mage].

Looking at the current ruler of this level, who was so disheveled due to the [Curse of Weakness] and unable to even stand up, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Although the rusty sword was designed to be wielded by anyone other than its owner, and the sneak attack was somewhat deceptive, the skeleton in front of them was utterly powerless to resist.

"It's really not interesting."

Lost in thought, Victor had already drawn his sword and stood before the Skeleton King, raising the rusty blade high.

A powerful downward chop!

As the master of the rusty sword, it unleashed a speed far surpassing that of the [Mage's Hand] in his hands, the blade leaving afterimages as it cleaved straight at the skull's face.

However, just as the sword reached the face of the Skeleton King, a small white pebble flew out of nowhere and struck the sword directly.

"Ding!"

The strange, immense force abruptly deflected the slash's trajectory, the sword's edge grazing the Skeleton Overlord's shoulder blade, creating a small cloud of white mist.

Viktor's pupils contracted slightly as he clearly sensed the substantial killing intent emanating from this ruler.

Da da da.

He took three steps back and threw the rusty sword behind him.

The ghost hand then appeared out of thin air, caught the sword hilt in mid-air, and hovered beside Viktor.

Viktor stood quietly in place, reaching out to grab at the air, but actually pulling out an ordinary wooden wand from his inventory.

His gaze was fixed on the Skeleton Overlord.

The two arm bones that had been scattered on the ground flew back and reattached themselves to the Skeleton Lord.

The other party seemed to have regained their strength, slowly getting up from the ground, their head covered in ghostly flames that quickly spread throughout their body.

At the same time, the broken bones and fragments left behind by the skeleton soldiers previously killed by the Ghost Hand flew towards the Overlord.

All bone-like substances will automatically attach to the Overlord the moment they come into contact with the Netherfire.

In less than two seconds, a sturdy calcified armor grew on the right shoulder blade of the Skeleton Overlord, and its chest and waist were completely reinforced.

Viktor never expected that his momentary hesitation would almost allow his opponent to evolve a set of calcified armor.

He immediately focused his gaze on the other person's unprotected legs.

Those two unremarkable "long white legs" were like the difference between a chopstick and a bundle of chopsticks compared to the other party's armored upper body.

"Attack the legs!"

With a thought, Victor unleashed [Hand of the Mage], wielding the rusty sword, and charged forward with lightning speed, swiftly attacking the Skeleton Overlord's legs.

In the blink of an eye, they were in front of the Overlord's legs.

He slashed down with great force.

"when!"

However, the rusty sword, which should have been invincible, was stopped by the Skeleton Overlord's still unhardened leg bones after it cleaved through the ghostly fire!

Upon seeing this, Viktor frowned slightly, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.

The rusted sword's "sharpness" effect requires no strength to enhance it, and so far nothing has been able to withstand a single strike from it.

But today, the Skeleton Overlord's still-unenhanced leg bones withstood a blow from the rusty sword.

"wrong!"

Surprised and suspicious, Victor immediately activated his magical vision and was astonished to discover...

All the magic power surrounding the Skeleton Overlord was gathered onto its armor.

The opponent's seemingly unenhanced leg bones were actually evenly permeated with the same blue magic power as his upper body.

On the surface of the leg bone, there was a very familiar fluorescent magic.

"Cursed fire?"

The moment he realized this, Viktor felt a chill run down his spine and immediately tried to retreat.

But at this moment, the aura of the Skeleton Overlord suddenly surged, and he disappeared from the spot in the next instant.

"Bang!"

Then, a sonic boom rang in Viktor's ears.

A strong sense of crisis gripped his heart like a nightmare.

In his magical perception, he even saw the Skeleton Overlord, resembling the Ghost Rider, raise his fist and smash it down with all his might.

The powerful burst of magical energy sent a shiver down his spine.

But Victor reacted instantly, rolling forward as he opened and closed his lips to avoid the heavy blow!

boom!

The spot where he had stood was struck by a powerful attack imbued with demonic energy, sending dirt flying and dust billowing into the sky.

The aftershocks materialized into a blast of air and hurtled toward Victor, only to crash into a barrier.

Stopping his forward momentum from the roll, he steadied himself, stood up again, and turned to look at the Skeleton Overlord. His expression was serious.

But there was no trace of tension in his eyes.

In that emergency situation, he prioritized using [Shield], and now he noticed that the aftershocks did not shatter the shield.

"..."

Seeing that his attack had missed, the Skeleton Overlord slowly withdrew his fist, his pair of ghostly flames staring at the large pit in front of him like eyes.

It seemed not to understand why its devastating attack, delivered at such a high speed, was so easily neutralized.

But Victor wouldn't explain it to it.

The moment the shield was hit by the aftershock, he had already sensed the approximate strength of this guy.

A level 6 undead creature with the ability to gather the remains of its subordinates to strengthen its own body.

The only thing that puzzled him was that the flames burning on the other party had a similar feel to the cursed fire, but the effect was completely different.

"My Cursed Flame, in its initial form, fundamentally destroys matter, rendering it lifeless before killing it. But this guy... seems to be weakened?"

The first downward slash of the [Rusty Sword] can slice off a thin layer from the Skeleton King's shoulder blade.

The second horizontal slash failed to damage the opponent's leg bone in the slightest; the only difference was the ghostly fire and the [Weakness Curse].

The first ghostly fire did not cover the Skeleton King's shoulder blades, but the second ghostly fire covered his leg bones.

"It seems you've also mastered some curse abilities, which is why you were able to overcome your weakness..."

"Bang!"

Perhaps Victor was right, for after hesitating for several seconds, the Skeleton Lord suddenly moved, stomping the ground as he charged toward him!

Viktor was not prepared to take the hit head-on, but he was not prepared to dodge either.

He began chanting incantations, and a ghostly green light gradually appeared in his eyes, causing his hair to stand on end.

"Alright, let's have a competition..."

As he spoke, every strand of his hair was imbued with ghostly flames, and his entire demeanor became incredibly arrogant: "Whose curse power is stronger?"

As he finished speaking, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and his lips opened and closed repeatedly, unleashing a series of curses.

But unlike before, this time he raised his finger.