Chapter 30: A Pure Soul

This huge axe continued creating those sparks the whole way its owner stayed in the darkness of the cave.

Each of his steps rang out from the inside, making me feel uneasy.

(Why did I waste my whole mana pool?) This crucial thought ligered in mind, until the owner of the axe showed himself.

He's over 2 meters giant who can compete with Boo in size. His body consist soly of muscles, that represents his strength and training he gone through for years. But, it's doesn't show any signs of rotting, like bodies of zombies usualy do.

He only wears a primitively sewn triangular skirt that covers only his private parts and shows his whole thighs. This skirt is made from human skin, and specificaly their faces. They show agony of their last breaths, full of horror when they got skinned alive. But human faces are only the other layer, made to bring terror in people's eyes. Rest of the skirt is decorated by couple of metal rings and different kinds of leather straps, that wraps around his waist, keeping everything in place.

In his right hand he has a sack, full of human skulls. His left hand weild a huge battle axe, almost as big as him, which shows clear signs of ussage from multiple battles he participated in. He also has couple of the same leather staps lously wrapped around his whole arms.

Then I looked at the his last, and maybe his worst feature, his head. Starting from his barely remaning black long hair, with only some strands of them left, I saw the face itself. He has no lips, which makes his yellow teeth show themselves the whole time. His right eye is covered by some type of black material, like a primitive eye patch. And his left eye is no different from normal zombie. It's white, with no pupil and only blood vesels left.

When the sun shine on his body, he grunted, showing he didn't like it. He even swang his axe at the beam of light, which peeked from between the trees.

His swing created enough force to let me feel the air hit my face. Other than this breze, I also experienced the power this zombie hold in his body. I didn't want to imagine what will happen, if he hits me with one of those swings.

(What is this zombie?)

[Name: Zombie Goliath

Race: Undead [Zombie Goliath]

Gender: Male

Age: 7 months

Health: 100%

[Stats]

Strenght +

Resistance J-

Dexterity J+

Intelligence J-

Agility J+

Constitution I+

[Skills]

Abilities:

- [Race Skill] Infection Lvl 2

Talents:

- Comabt Experience Lvl 1

- Remains of the combat abilities this Goliath had, while still alive. He can weild his huge battle axe and not mindlesly swing it, like rest of zombies does. It also provides him with basic intelligence and judgdemnt, a trait that turns him into a opponent worth of his title.

Description:

Zombie Goliaths are fallen warriors, but they can't be mistaken with other dead soldiers on the battlefield. They are real fighters, killing mashines, who slaughters enemy armies with ease. They are the best warriors in their respectfull filds. Some can weild swords, other weilds spears, but one thing stays the same, all of them are masters in utilizing those weapons to take hundreds of lives. And beacuse of this exact reason, they can keep some of their combat experience, even after getting resurected as mindless zombies. ]

"Zombie Goliath? Where did this fucker come from?" I stared at his status screen in complete disbelief. This unit of a zombie had enough experience in combat when he was still alive, that he was able to keep it after getting resurected.

His trained body and skills let him resurrect as a zombie of a higher stage. Even Titan Bear I fought against couldn't accomplish this feat, and he was an animal feared for his might.

(Wait. Didn't Chikara tell me something similar before?) I recall Chikara telling me a story about a great general, who lead his troops to fight demons in a great war over 100 years ago.

He was one of the best human race generals at the time, but this battle turned out to be his last. From the infromation his spies gathered, the demon army should have consisted from 30,000 - 60,000 thousands members.

With this believe he took his own army of 100,000 thousands members to have an overwhelming victory over the demons.

When he arrived at their supposed location, they got ambushed by 300,000 thousands demons, ready to destroy every member of human race.

The war between those two armies was majestic, with great leadership on both side. Both of them fought and used everything in their arsenal to win, but in one of the charges lead by the great human general, he got shot through the heart and died.

Seeing their leader dead, humans accepted the fact that they lost. But like a miracle, the great general didn't fall, he still rushed at the nearest demons and started killing all of them.

As it turned out the general's last wish was to win this battle, to be recorded in pages of history as unbeaten. His willpower was so strong that it lead his body to battle, even when his soul left it a long time ago.

He didn't care about the damege to himself, at some point his wounds even stopped bleeding from the lack of blood in his body. He continued to slaughter his way through demons lines, until the last of them fall and with him his body collapsed, marking his final resting place.

(Body, mind and soul. Why are you so misterious?) I thought I knew a lot about each of them, but Chikara showed me, I know nothing at all. The things we can do are truly limitless. We just need to understand those three main parts of us.

After that, I grew nervous in the presence of this Goliath. He wasn't at the level of that general, but he for sure was a formidable warrior in his life.

Resurrection of normal person rotts his body and brain, leaving just a shell of his previous self. But this Goliath was different, he kept some of himself intact despite his current state.

I took a deep breath and took my sword out of my inventory. When it appeared in my hand, I immediately felt it slipping out of my grip.

I needed to muster all my strength to prevent it from happening, my muscles were still sore from the overuse of mana.

(How can I fight in this state, let alone with him.) I knew if I tried to cut him with my sword, it will just fell out of my grip.

This whole time Goliath was swinging his axe at every beam of light possible, and was getting incresively angry when he couldn't destroy any of them. He swang faster and started hitting the spots on he ground, where light shine.

He groaned louder, until his eye bagan searching for something he could went his frustration on. And like expected, he saw me standing there with sword in hand.

He focused his gaze on the weapon in my hand, while I focused on his ugly face.

Soon he moved his eye from my weapon, to his axe and seemed like he remembered something. He raised it up and brought it to the ground, making a loud sound.

I didn't know what it means, but with no other choice, I mimicked his move with my sword.

My action seemed to make him smile, but it was hard to tell, when he had no lips.

In that moment, I saw a notification in the corner of my eye.

[It's a mutual agreement to participate in a fight for life and death.]

"You're kidding me, right?" My system didn't even have to reply to me, as Goliath put his axe on his shoulder and rushed in my direction.

He looked like a excited child, that finally got his birthday present after a year of waiting for it.

I tried to move from my position, with no success. I couldn't fight, or escape. I didn't know what to do.

Goliath didn't care about my state. He just rushed up to me and raised his axe above his head, like a executioner would.

I looked in his white lifeless eye and said. "Do it, fucker."

After my sentence Goliath decided to bring his axe down, with full intention of splitting me in half.

When his axe was just above my head, I noticed a rock hitting him in the head and then a huge shadow blocking his swing.

"Boo?" Yes, it was Boo. She saved my life.

I walked around her back and saw a horrifying scene. Goliath's axe penetrated deep into Boo's right shoulder, almost cutting her entire arm off.

"Everything ok? Boo, talk to me." Worried I rushed in front of Boo and while doing so, I noticed Goliath in a worse state, that her. His entire head was ripped of his body, with a picece of a broken spine being what's stayed in the place of it.

"I-I killed someone." I heard Boo's miserable voice. It sounds even worse then it did, when she found out Mr. Fluffy won't hop anymore.

"Boo. You saved me."

"No. I killed him. I will be a monster too." Boo looked down on her hands, when her right arm break off her shoulder. It fell to the ground and turned into a bunch of rocks.

"Your arm." I tried to talk to her, to tell her she was injured, but Boo was in a trance. Killing the Goliath made her traumatized, she only could repeat that she killed him.

I placed my hand on her shoulder, to get her attention. "Boo, look at me."

She didn't hear me, but I heard something else, a crack. It came from the shoulder I put my hand on and soon Boo's body started cracking in every place.

"What's happening? Boo, please tell me how can I help you."

"I killed him." Those were the last words, before Boo's body began falling apart. Piece, by piece.