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A fierce wind raged, and the world was covered in white snow.

Urgent reports of beast tides breaking out were frequently arriving from the border, but the royal family did not seem to take them seriously as usual.

The king merely sent a messenger to the garrison commander to give him instructions, without providing any support, supplies, or even a few words of encouragement.

This was unavoidable; while the border generals complained bitterly, they also expressed their understanding.

There were more urgent matters waiting for the king to attend to, and compared to that, even the abnormality of the beast tide could be temporarily ignored.

Outside Carmen's territory, 200,000 mixed troops are ready to go.

The soldiers' faces were ashen, their eyes filled with anger, but even more so with fear!

Two months ago, the renowned Marquis Carmen was suddenly possessed by a demon from purgatory.

That demon summoned a terrifying undead army, leveled the Marquis's mansion, massacred the princess, and turned the wealthy Carmen Territory into a living hell!

Many of the refugees who managed to escape went mad; when asked what happened, they only received fragmented and incoherent statements.

The nearby lords launched a joint attack, but the soldiers never returned, and Carmen Territory became eerily quiet!

Finally, the king could no longer sit still.

He mobilized the kingdom's elite forces, united with large religious groups eager to wage holy war, and appealed to the emotions and reason of the lords around Carmen's territory, persuading them to grit their teeth and muster more troops.

All the efforts resulted in this mixed army of 200,000.

"Ready? Huh?"

The imposing general was about to issue an order when he suddenly stopped.

"What, what is that?"

At the end of the snow-covered road, something terrifying was clearly approaching.

Countless horses neighed in unease, and a small-scale disorder broke out in the army.

"Form ranks!" a quick-thinking general roared, but it was too late.

Bones, seas of bones, an undead legion surged forth with the force of a landslide and a tsunami!

In the sixty-sixth year since the founding of the Kingdom of Brad, the King of Terror has arrived!

It came from purgatory.

It brought a white sea.

The skeletons sounded the horn of destruction.

Where are the heroes?

Section 157, Chapter 156: Skull Robin

Inside the Marquis's mansion, Bubble was riding on Robin's neck, having a snowball fight with several skeletons.

The score was 2 to 5, but the victory gradually tilted towards Bubble's side.

Robin was no longer the wretched creature she once was; she had grown taller, her entire frame exceeding two meters, exuding an imposing presence.

At the same time, dense golden runes were engraved on the skeleton, transforming Robin from an ordinary white skeleton into a magnificent golden skeleton.

Several snowballs came hurtling towards it, but Robin nimbly dodged, narrowly escaping elimination.

A snowflake was casually tossed out, and it absentmindedly maintained a 'draw' state of going back and forth.

In terms of performance, it could single-handedly eliminate those elite skeletons with silver trim on their skeletons in no time.

However, firstly, deciding the winner too quickly would greatly dampen Bubble's enthusiasm, and secondly, Robin's mind was not on the snowball fight at all.

The war went very smoothly. Following the strategist's plan, after transforming all the creatures in their territory into undead warriors, their legions expanded at an incredible speed.

The several armies that invaded their territory that they encountered during this period were easily defeated by him and his brothers.

At that time, Robin was still full of confidence, until, until he was determined to compete with the kingdom's main force, he found that the enemy was no match for him!

Since then, Skull Robin has been filled with confusion.

Is the kingdom's army too weak? No, in every respect it is an elite, battle-hardened force.

Hmm, perhaps the lack of coordination between the different legions will lower the score.

Even so, the Kingdom's army was defeated far too quickly!

'We're so strong...it's terrifying, monsters, we're all monsters.'

As a powerful being who had experienced the changes in Carmen's territory, committed countless killings, and was ultimately 'imprisoned' in this secret realm by Marquis Carmen in a semi-forced manner, Robin thought that she had long since abandoned the weakness of humanity.

As it turned out, it overestimated itself.

Everything that happened in the entire secret realm was realistic and reasonable, meaning that...

'If the Marquis had allowed us to grow unchecked back then, we could have razed Carmen's territory and slaughtered the kingdom's main force in just two months.'

'I evolved from a regular white skeleton with hard bones and rich combat experience to my current level in two months, so what if we had more time?'

What will we be like in two years, twenty years, fifty years? What will the world be like?

Perhaps, just perhaps, by then, only a sea of ​​bones will remain in the world.

'No, let the world be as it may. As for me? What will I become then? Will I still be me?'

As Skeleton Robin thought about this, he suddenly felt a deep sense of fear.

With a 'thud,' a snowball hit Robin.

"Robin, off the field!"

The little girl jumped off the golden skull's neck with great spirit, dodging the incoming snowballs while fighting back, showing no sign of admitting defeat.

Robin walked silently to the side, looking very downcast.

"Oh dear, how could you be so careless?"

The strategist patted its arm and asked with a grin.

'I'm very scared'

Robin is having a soul-level conversation with the young man: "I can hardly recognize myself anymore."

How could you not recognize it?

The man looked Robin up and down with curiosity: "Isn't this exactly how you were before you entered the secret realm?"

"It is now, but it won't be for long."

"...What's wrong with reaching a higher level?" The man couldn't understand Robin's feelings at all.

"It's not that it's bad, but I'm not ready yet. It's too fast. Don't you think it's too fast?"

"In just over two months, our military strength has expanded to this extent. You should know that before entering the secret realm, the entire Undead Legion only numbered 136,000."

The man smiled, seemingly unconcerned.

"It's all because that stubborn guy deliberately suppressed it that it became like that. If it weren't for him..."

“I’m thinking, perhaps I should thank him for all the restrictions he imposed on me.” The ghostly fire in Robin’s eyes flickered uncertainly.

"Ha, you still say these things now?"

The man shrugged; he knew all too well the nature of undead creatures.

Don't let Robin's current apparent emotional distress fool you; when it comes to real combat, he's more formidable than anyone else.

This has nothing to do with what Robin thinks or whether it is willing; it is entirely the nature of an undead creature.

"I am not like you."

“Of course you can’t compare to me,” the man retorted. “After all these years, you still can’t face your true nature. How can we be compared?”

"You do not understand."

Unlike those skeleton warriors who are resurrected after death, Robin retains the thoughts she had in life.

These ideas, while helping it travel faster and farther than other undead creatures, also brought Robin additional trouble.

"Hey, are you perhaps fantasizing that you haven't abandoned compassion and still have a human heart or something?"

The man looked helpless: "That's not how it is at all, Robin. You're too close to the situation to see things clearly."

"You were so happy when you were slaughtering those humans, you didn't seem to feel any remorse at all, but now..."

"Seeing the undead legion's power exceed your expectations, you actually feel 'unable to bear it'? Are you kidding me!"

The man stroked his chin, looking thoughtful. "No, that's not right. You're Carmen's top warrior, the leader of all the old buddies. You can't be that pathetic."

"...Okay, let's be clear, why are you suddenly wavering?"

I'm very scared.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Everything I've done, this undead legion, and myself."

The man frowned and said, "I'm just a strategist, can you explain that more clearly?"

Robin was silent for a long time: "My thoughts in my previous life were always negating myself. Captain Robin of the Royal Guard could not accept Skull General Robin, but both Robins are me."

"This..." The man never expected that Robin, this skeleton, would have such ideas.

He quickly realized: "You said you're about to take another step forward, how fast? Besides, to put it bluntly, we're not even in reality right now, how could a virtual breakthrough have such a big impact?"

"Hmph, why did Carmen use the Undead Legion as the foundation and sacrifice herself to build this secret realm back then?" Robin asked.

"Hey, isn't it because that old fogey was afraid he wouldn't be able to control you in the future, so he came up with this way to imprison you?"

Seeing the man's disdainful expression, Robin retorted, "Didn't Carmen have a way to solve the problem once and for all and eliminate future troubles? You know, he was the creator of the Undead Legion!"

"What do you mean?"

“I suspect that Carmen was already acting against his will back then. Perhaps he thought it was the best solution he could come up with, but who can be sure that he wasn’t influenced by the chaos… This secret realm is not so simple. Even if it’s an illusory breakthrough, it’s still a breakthrough.”

The man rubbed his hands together: "Great, that's wonderful news. Now, how would you like me to counsel you? I'll tell you what you want to hear!"