Wither X Skeleton Novels & Stories

Those pale, clouded accents weren't stones. They were bone. The vanguards watched in paralyzed revulsion as the projections slowed, showing the gruesome methodology of a High Councilor. They saw the spectral children shrieking in excruciating pain as Vane, with the steady hands of a jeweler, harvested their magic and their very skeletons while their hearts were still beating.

Suyi thought that the beast she would be fighting was the same as the ones she had fought for the past few minutes. But it seemed that she was doomed to fail the very first mission she took. Although souls can no longer die except being dissolved to nothingness, against a beast, they could be captured and trapped as a source for their power. It is either you kill the beast, or the beast will suck your soul away. Right now she is fighting a beast called Cerberus, it is a giant 3 headed dog, they are strong creatures but they are not rare individuals, unlike unicorns or phoenixes and faes.

ANNIE WALK ROAR WEAPON SKELETON DAGGER WOODEN SHIELD CHRISTIAN NARAZO SKELETAL BONE FRAME LVL 8 MANA 220 STR 6 AGI 4 DEX 5 MEN 8 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL SUMMON SKELELETON SUMMON SKELETON ARCHER WEAPON SKELETON DAGGER WOODEN SHIELD KRISTINE DENNISE GLASS BONE FRAME LVL 8 MANA 220 STR 4 AGI 7 DEX 4 MEN 10 CHA 5 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL PREDICTION TRACK WEAPON SKELETON DAGGER WOODEN SHIELD ART VINCENT BALAYO ACID BONE FRAME LVL 7 MANA 180 STR 11 AGI 5 DEX 5 MEN 3 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL CHANGE TO ACID ACID TOUCH WEAPON SKELETON DAGGER WOODEN SHIELD RAYMART SONGCUYA POLLUTION BONE FRAME

The skeleton began bubbling hard as the liquid sizzled against the dry bone structure. It bored into the marrow like acid, making the ancient cage rattle violently. The silver wires holding the ribs together began to glow red-hot under the sludge. The witch didn't stop, scooping more liquid out of the pot with rapid movements. She poured it over the arms, the spine, the legs, and the shattered pelvis. She kept on pouring it until she completely emptied the whole content of the cauldron. The skeleton was now completely submerged in a thick, boiling layer of violet sludge.

I brandished the bone saw so the skeleton could see it, then began to lower it. “Which one should I start with?” I said, gliding it along the skeleton’s ribs. “Your arm? Or maybe I should go big and start with a leg.” The skeleton squirmed beneath me, but I was far stronger. Skeletons were the lowest form of the undead; without muscle or flesh, they were incredibly weak compared to most other supernatural beings. Becoming an undead skeleton was a punishment brought about by angering a witch, not a blessing of eternal life like a vampire -- although, some would argue that vampires were more cursed than blessed.

Undead Creations: Bone Knight: A towering behemoth clad in armour forged from the very bones of the fallen. These warriors are formidable in battle, their strength augmented by the souls of countless warriors bound within their skeletal frame. Summoning a Bone Knight requires a vast number of souls and a deep connection to the power of death. Wraith Stalker: A spectral assassin, swift and deadly, composed of pure ethereal energy. Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake.

(Sasu) Nudging at the Alehandro that were sticking close to him with his elbow, it's true that the skeleton has never really damaged the corpse the dragged. But since now the corpse have a living being inside, although the corpse already dead but they ho hid inside of it were very much alive. After much deliberation, this boar monster were chosen due to it's large build and also it's thick hide and meat, it would be able to provide them with a protective layer in case the undead skeleton decided to break the patterns.

I asked my partner when we were already approaching the broken camp. The hunter suddenly coughed stifledly and lightly nudged me with his elbow, forcing me to look in the direction of the forest. Here is darkness! Something large and luminous was slowly approaching the camp from the edge. A cold ghostly light, clearly visible at dusk, came from ... a skeleton! A dragon skeleton, which was walking very quickly in our direction, shaking its bone wings with the remnants of dried flesh. Eitin, utterly pleased, walked beside the dead. Fiona followed them, her eyes shining with joy.

I wiped my sword clean on the cloak of the corpse of an enemy soldier and reviewed the skeleton army I had amassed. I checked my pouch. I had enough components for another casting. “Inmithus mancitem!” I saw the soldiers that picked through the dead for armour and weaponry dance back as the corpses of their enemies expelled their flesh and rose as skeletons. “Tell Ruelke she can add two hundred odd skeletons to her tally,” I said to Leongrad. “She’ll be happy about that,” he agreed. “They probably don’t eat much.”