End of the fight

After countless collisions, his abdomen had become shallow, with most of the skeleton within reducing in quantity and compromising his protection. I knew this was the moment to confront him and finally close the chapter of this knight's life.

I jumped towards him from the ground, my prosthetic leg taking the lead and cutting a path in the air with a swish. My blue illuminating barrier wrapped around my limbs and chest, giving the sense that I was wearing armour made of transparent blue glass that lit up with a blue light.

My black hair fluttered and waved around me, and my red eyes glowed brightly like small stars. A smile of satisfaction played on my face, and the thrill of battle increased my reflection. My clothes were tattered with small holes covered in a thin layer of blue.

Thunderous voices of collision echoed in the surrounding area as constant blows were exchanged between us. His giant hand moved towards me, attempting to break my bones, with small purple particles dancing around his bone hand, like butterflies around a flower.

The sound of crashes and cracks was generated with each movement of his hand, attempting to inflict maximum damage.

It was just a meter before me when time seemed to stand still, allowing me to perceive the little details about his movement. I swiftly dodged it and jumped on his hand, I propelled my body towards his abdomen. Finally deciding to end this with one blow, I blew air into my flute, attempting to generate maximum force and strengthening my limb for maximum damage.

I felt a little dizzy.

With one final loud sound that was generated through my flute,

"Tunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnniiiiiiooonn....."

I jump toward his abdomen from his hand l.

I moved like a bullet. At this moment, I felt like a tiny bullet travelling at extreme speed, ready to pierce the core of this giant skeleton knight.

All the things around me blurred, and my body was in a horizontal position piercing through the air. It was just a moment before I was far from the giant abdomen, and then I crashed.

My prosthetic leg collided with his abdomen, shattering it to pieces. I broke through it, entering his abdominal cavity

, I was in awe as the internal structure of the knight revealed itself. The bones arranged themselves in a systematic order, forming a tightly hollow structure around the core. There were some skeletons protecting it from any danger, but they were no match for me.

I reached the core, making contact with it. "Boom! Crack!" The next moment, I was out of his body, and his colossal standing figure could be seen. His purple glowing helmet fluttered, and another sound of "boom" echoed.

BOOOMMMMMMMMM...

The monumental figure of the skeleton knight began to crumble, as the skeletons attached to him scattered without purpose or motion. His once imposing head detached from his neck, followed by his massive skeletal hand.

The ground shook as his enormous fingers crashed down like thunder. Next, his arm, shoulder, and thoracic cage collapsed in rapid succession, leaving behind a trail of fragmented bones.

The entire structure of the giant knight disintegrated into small and scattered pieces. Amidst the debris of shattered bones, a cracked core part emerged, splitting into four distinct segments.

The shattered core fragments lay dispersed, each section situated two meters away from the other. It was clear that these pieces yearned to reunite once again.

However, understanding the inherent danger they possessed, I promptly seized the core fragments and began my journey towards the safety of the nearby cave.

Each step I took served as a haunting reminder of the intense battle I had fought against this formidable adversary.

With the adrenaline surge subsiding, my movements grew erratic and imbalanced, reminiscent of a drunken old man stumbling through the darkness. Step by step, my vision started to blur, making it increasingly difficult to perceive my surroundings.

Though my senses could detect some faint movement, the details eluded me. Still, I pressed on, with each irregular step leading me closer to the cave's entrance.

As I continued my unsteady progression, the mana barrier I had created flickered in existence before abruptly vanishing. The mana that enveloped and coursed through the surroundings disintegrated at that very moment.

Fatigue washed over me, overwhelming my senses and making even the simplest movements feel like an arduous task.

I remember my countless battles with the skeleton and how I always went to the cave after killing them collecting the core and leaving some behind

As I made my way towards the cave, I could feel the weight of the core I had left behind accumulating in one place and giving birth to this monstrous calamity. It was a harsh lesson learned - never leave such powerful cores unattended. The steps I took grew heavier, burdened by the weight of my mistake.

Amid my journey, a sudden sound of footsteps caught my attention. I turned around, only to find myself face to face with a blurry vision of skeletons appearing out of nowhere.

I felt like my body was in pain, it was like I had

Overwhelmed and weakened my body by years of physical inactivity, and today I had attempted more than I could handle in a single day.

Perhaps it was due to an excess consumption of mana, or maybe my approach was flawed.

Nevertheless, I emerged victorious, did I fight that knight? I questioned the reality of the fight.

What if all of this was just a dream? What if I was already dead or trapped in a coma after the car incident?

As these thoughts filled my mind, a momentary clarity washed over me. Before me stood an endless army of skeletons, stretching as far as my eyes could see.

I stood at the cave entrance, while they waited motionless, as if anticipating my collapse so they could feast upon my flesh and blood.

Would I perish after this battle? With that darkness enveloping my vision and my strength waning, I closed my eyes, unaware of the skeletons closing in around me.

The last thing I witnessed was the undead horde rushing towards me before I collided with the ground.

The undead skeletons charged towards Onver's body, akin to a pack of hungry wolves pursuing a trapped rabbit. He lay there, unable to move, as the sound of bones cracking and closing footsteps echoed through the cave's entrance. The exterior of the cave became filled with the presence of the undead.

Suddenly, an invisible field expanded from Onver's unconscious body, covering a circular area of 20 meters in diameter.

The approaching undead within this area felt an immense pressure radiating from his body. The front line of their army collapsed, their once rigid structures crumbling into dust.

The remaining skeletons fell to their knees, overwhelmed by the force emanating from his being. the giant core fragment transforming into multicoloured particles and flowing towards his body, mending his injuries and healing his leg.

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[Author's pov]

Alen and his party members could be seen travelling deeper into the island's gloomy forest. The trees were modest, with leaves rustling in the air, generating an eerie sound. Suddenly, they stumbled upon a group of zombies. With a click, the zombies' heads detached from their bodies and fell to the ground.

The captain of the ship was at the rear, while Rossa and Naro flanked him. Joseph and Alen were in the centre. Arthur remained on the ship due to a curse that left him unable to walk properly.

Alen spoke up, "Something is wrong with this island. Be careful."

The captain responded with irritation, "What can be wrong? We've only encountered four groups of zombies. If we had encountered an army of undead, it would be concerning."

"That's the problem," Alen replied. "There was supposed to be a skeleton army of hundreds of them here. We're on the path towards the cave."

The captain asked, "And how do you know about that?"

"I read about it somewhere. It was recorded," Alen explained.

The captain questioned, "And where did you read this? I'm sure this type of knowledge wasn't supposed to be in any book."

"I know it is, but you know about the geography of this island," Alen retorted.

The captain agreed, "Yes, I know, but how do you know so much about it? Even the first place that cave and the information?"

He turned towards Joseph, Naro, and Rossa. "Don't you think it's suspicious?"

Joseph stopped and looked at him. "Listen, that guy over there is a genius. You don't even know what that boy's accomplishments are. "

"So calm down and don't overthink. Besides, both of you had a nice talk. He already explained to you in a language he can explain. And you understand Now stop worrying! ."

"Stop worrying!!? You're telling me to stop worrying!! ?" he exclaimed. "My daughter is kidnapped by the undead, and if he could have told me about his ability to see or calculate the future, that would have not happened."

"Enough, we're here," Alen informed them.

In front of them was a cave generating a dark feeling that sent resilience among all party members Above the cave there was something written.

"What is that strange language written on it?" Joseph asked.

{[Onver's museum ]} Alen read it aloud

"It's English," Alen explained. "But don't enter. It's also changed. The barriers that were supposed to be here are broken. Undead can enter this cave. "