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Undead Tyrant: Evolving from a Skeleton

Upon waking up, Bruce found that he had traveled ten years back in time and had traversed into the game [Second World] as a skeleton, a lifeform at the most bottom of this game world's hierarchy. Abruptly, Bruce discovered that he had an evolving talent. Basic Class, Skeleton Soldier; Advanced Class, Skeleton Swordsman; Elite Class, Refurbished Skeleton Swordsman; Warrior Class, Dark Warrior; Leader Class, Dark Warrior King... Unlimited class transfers! Infinite evolution! But only Bruce knew that [Second World] was more than just a simple game. When [Second World] launched, a countdown began in the real world! When the countdown ended... [Second World] and the real world would merge! The world was facing destruction. The end was looming!!

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New Undead, Zombie Race!

Éditeur: Simple MTL

Entering the canyon from the hills, Bruce could clearly feel the aura around him changing slightly.

It was as if the aura of death was lingering in this canyon despite its peaceful ambiance. Moreover, there seemed to be an invisible barrier that separated this canyon from the outside world.

The aura refreshed on the status panel indicated that this valley was indeed separated from the boneyard.

"The Valley of the Dead?" Bruce repeated to himself.

Entering the valley, Bruce looked ahead. It was indeed not a big valley.

It was about two to three kilometers in length and only two to three hundred meters in width.

Standing at the mouth of the valley, he could see countless figures wandering in the valley. At the end of his vision, there was a blurry building surrounded by many figures.

'Is this the territory of that elite skeleton swordsman, or...'

After thinking quietly for a while, Bruce tried his best to be light-footed. He led his skeleton underlings to conceal themselves and walked towards the inner part of the canyon.

The traces left by the elite skeleton swordsman extended towards the depths of the canyon.

His position was the only exit of this canyon.

No matter what was hidden in this canyon, as long as he cleared this canyon, he would naturally be able to find the hidden elite skeleton swordsman.

He quickened his pace.

When Bruce was dozens of meters deep into the canyon, he finally clearly saw what those figures wandering in the canyon were!

They were not skeletons.

They were another species of undead—zombies!

Compared to skeletons, zombies had flesh and blood.

Naturally, this kind of flesh and blood wasn't like those of living creatures, which is full of vitality. Their flesh was dry and stiff, like a stone.

They were also slow.

Even an elite-ranked zombie might not be as fast as a basic-ranked skeleton soldier.

 The zombie race was like an undead race where all the existences were meat shields.

It was a meat shield race.

Bruce had an idea.

No matter how many zombies there were in the undead canyon, regardless if they were high-level zombies or not, they were at an advantage in terms of speed. Zombies moved very slowly and posed no threat to him.

If he could not beat them, he could run.

He thought that he could clear out all the zombies in the canyon.

Bruce ordered his other skeleton underlings to stay still. Only one skeleton archer drew his bow and nocked an arrow. A pale bone arrow pierced through dozens of meters of space and nailed onto the shoulder of a zombie.

Roar!

With a deep and heavy roar, the zombie raised its head and looked around blankly. Then, at a slow speed, it instinctively walked towards the direction where the bone arrow came from.

The other zombies around it only stirred for a moment before quickly returning to their aimless wandering.

The zombie was getting closer and closer.

When the zombie that was lured out was only ten meters away from Bruce and fifty meters away from the small group of zombies, Bruce gave another order.

Two skeleton warriors suddenly stood at the front of the skeleton squad!

They approached at a speed that was several times faster than this zombie.

Then, the bone blade and bone sword quickly slashed. This zombie had no strength to resist and its limbs were cut off. It fell to the ground.

At this time, Bruce stepped forward and covered the zombie's forehead with his bone palm. Other than a low roar, there was no other movement.

[ devour ] talent activated!

The best way to understand the zombie race was to enslave it.

If he could enslave it, Bruce could know all about the zombies. He would have access to valuable information, including its attributes panel, its class, and its growth rate.

However...

Bang!

Black liquid splashed in all directions.

A thick fishy smell was wafting through the air.

This zombie, which was still growling a few seconds ago, was only left with half of its body!

"Unable to enslave? Or..."

At this moment, a few messages popped up on Bruce's status panel.

"Enslave failed."

"You killed a 'zombie'."

"You gained 3 experience points!"

"You gained the class change information of 'basic class template: zombie.'"

"The basic class of zombies is called a zombie?"

Thinking so, Bruce opened the relevant information of the basic class template.

[ template ] : Zombie

[ rank ] : basic class template

[ bonus ] : health + 80, strength * 1.5, agility * 0.3, vitality * 3

[ ability ] : ossified flesh and blood

Ossified flesh and blood: as a living corpse, each zombie can absorb the aura of death to ossify its own flesh and blood, preventing it from rotting and increasing its defensive ability.

Zombies would absorb the aura of death to ossify their own flesh and blood, preventing it from drying out and enhancing their overall power.

The attribute bonus was similar to that of a skeleton soldier, but it was more focused on the constitution.

As the basic job template of the zombie clan, the "zombie" class could only be changed by the zombie clan. Even if Bruce obtained this job template, he wouldn't be able to change his class.

"Zombie."

"Zombie."

After looking at the basic class template of the Zombie Clan, Bruce had a basic understanding of this clan.

However, he still did not know if the enslavement failure was due to the limitations of the [ devour ] talent, or if there were other reasons. If the [ devour ] talent could only enslave the skeleton clan, its usefulness would undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

After thinking for a moment, Bruce no longer hesitated.

He waved his hand, and the four skeleton archers drew their bows and arrows at the same time, shooting at the group of wandering zombies in the distance. The remaining skeleton underlings also moved at the same time, holding all kinds of skeleton weapons and charging forward.