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"How about it, Lord Sharred? I told you these broken bones weren't so scary!"

Uru laughed loudly, held his greatsword horizontally, and slammed it down hard, instantly disintegrating the three skeleton soldiers in front of him.

A skeleton wielding a warhammer staggered over, then raised the hammer and, almost using its momentum, smashed it towards Uru before it could even stand still.

This attack, riddled with flaws, posed no threat whatsoever to Uru, a steel-class monster.

He kicked the warhammer away, used the momentum to spin his body, and smashed the skeleton to pieces with his greatsword.

Even after losing their skulls, these skeleton soldiers can still move. The only solution is to break their bodies apart. Therefore, Uru used the blade of his sword to strike them throughout the process, and would also use his fists when necessary.

Uru showed no fear in the face of the endless stream of skeletons. His powerful physique from his dwarven bloodline and his talent for becoming stronger with each battle allowed him to thrive amidst the skeleton soldiers. Broken bones and armor flew everywhere, piling up on the ground.

The reason is not only due to Uru's own strength, but also largely because these skeletons are not very powerful; each one is at most at the gold level.

"Lord Sharred, should we go up and help? These skeletons don't seem that powerful," Mur asked softly, as kneeling was becoming quite uncomfortable.

"Let him handle it alone. He caused this mess himself, why drag us into it? And look at the stairs over there."

After Shared finished speaking, everyone tilted their heads to look at the stairs they had come up from, where hordes of skeleton soldiers were continuously rushing up to provide support.

"Even if Uru is a good fighter, can he defeat so many skeletons?"

Shared's words proved prophetic; as the number of skeletons increased, Uru's initial arrogance gradually faded.

The mechanical swinging and dodging for a long time, the cracking and popping sounds of bones becoming almost background noise, made him somewhat tired.

Although these skeletons were as vulnerable as weeds in his eyes, constantly performing such tedious actions would slowly wear down one's attention.

As expected, Uru made a mistake during one of his strikes.

His shot landed too high, causing a skeleton soldier to be knocked away by its upper body while its lower body continued to move, unexpectedly tripping Uru.

Uru lost his balance and quickly braced his greatsword against the ground to support himself.

Taking advantage of the opening, a skeleton successfully plunged an iron sword into his thigh.

Uru, in pain, raised his greatsword and swept it around with all his might. The area within a radius of more than two meters around him was instantly cleared, and shattered armor and scattered bones fell down.

"Damn it!" Uru seized the opportunity to catch his breath and pulled the iron sword off his thigh.

Looking at the piles of bones and broken armor on the ground, and the skeletons whose numbers showed no signs of decreasing, Uru finally felt fear.

But if you give up the fight now, you'll immediately face death!

Uru roared and charged into the enemy ranks again with his greatsword.

On Shared's side, seeing the endless stream of skeleton soldiers engulfing Uru, they knew he was at his last gasp and abandoned the idea of ​​helping him.

Turning his head, he saw that Arno had somehow twisted off the skull of the Skeleton Emperor and then smashed it into several pieces with a punch.

"It seems this guy, like this castle, is just a symbolic model and has no ability to command skeletons at all," Sharred said.

"Homan, how come your older brother hasn't been attacked by skeletons after doing all this? Do you know something?" Koroa asked Norn, his elbows aching unbearably.

But Norn didn't answer; instead, he pressed his face to the ground, drool trickling from the corners of his mouth.

"Has this guy passed out again?"

"He probably knelt for too long and passed out because the blood supply couldn't keep up. He's in really bad shape," Mur said dismissively.

He finally saw through Homan's true colors; he was Arno's lackey, taking advantage of the big guy's inability to speak and his stupidity to get him to do missions, and then pinning all sorts of titles on himself.

The thought of him taking such a huge advantage made Mur feel uneasy.

He crept closer to Arno, intending to use sweet talk to recruit Arno to his team so he could get rid of the other useless players.

As he crawled to Arno's feet, ready to begin his seduction, he saw Arno break the remaining bones of the Skeleton Emperor into pieces, turn around and see the skeleton soldiers still active, then leap off the throne.

Norn, controlling Arno's body, confirmed that the emperor was just an empty shell before leaping into the horde of skeletons and wreaking havoc.

Uru was already covered in wounds; apart from his armored body, all his exposed limbs had suffered varying degrees of cuts.

His greatsword was also stolen by the skeletons and disappeared into the vast pile of bones.

Now he can only raise his fists and stand on the pile of bones to barely resist, and the more he fights, the more wounds he gets.

As the encirclement set up by the skeleton gradually narrowed, Uru suddenly saw fragments of bones and limbs flying in the distance, and the sound of violent impacts gradually became clearer as they approached.

The next second, all the skeletons in front of him were flung into the air, and Arno stood in front of him with a giant hammer in one hand, with a path he had carved out by spinning the hammer behind him.

Uru stared at the man who was more than half a head taller than him, his pupils trembling. A terrifying sense of oppression swept over him, making him unable to move.

Before Uru could react, Norn tossed him the greatsword and a bag of healing potions from his backpack, then picked up his hammer and continued clearing the surrounding skeletons.

Uru slumped on the vast skeletons, watching the terrifying creature charge forward, wielding its giant hammer like a dandelion seed, sending large numbers of skeleton soldiers flying everywhere and clearing a large open space around him!

Uru suddenly felt incredibly at ease. The exhaustion instantly washed over him, and all he wanted to do was lie on the pile of bones and slowly drink the bag of recovery potion, feeling the warmth of his wounds healing.

As a result, Uru fell asleep because he was too comfortable. When he woke up, he was lying on the same spot with several pieces of broken bone on top of him.

The surroundings had quieted down, and the entire platform had been filled with bones, which had been piled up into tall hills.

Shared and his men stepped on the broken bones and armor, making a crunching sound.

"Uru! Where are you? Answer me if you hear me!"

"Do you think he's dead?"

"How could a steel-class character die so easily?"

……

Uru didn't respond when he heard them calling his name; it was too embarrassing for him.

He quickly covered himself with some bones, half-burying himself, and huddled underneath, afraid of being found.