Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

Chapter 335: Fear The Night : Everybody Wants A Piece

"Dammit! I can’t dropkick him!"

"He’s a goddamn ghost woman! Of course you can’t dropkick him!"

The rabbitfolk and elf shouted out as Körpersucher tore the throne room down, his attacks hardly readable as he had no problem using his body as a glorified hammer, or swinging his strange, ghost-tail around like whip, the phantomatic limb was thin, hard to see, moved faster than an actual whip swung by orcs, and hit harder than a raging bull with a whole field to gather acceleration.

Pillar exploded into a clamour of dust and debris, claws left deep marks upon the walls and ground, thrusting his misshapen hands into the floor, launching whole chunks of reinforced stone like pebbles, like a drunken serpent, dragging his translucent mass everywhere he went, choosing to either let himself fall to the ground like a sack of rocks, or floating weightlessly through the air, delaying his attacks for seconds at a time, or not at all.@@@@

The ghost lord was just impossible to predict, and none of the living knew what his capabilities were beyond possessing living bodies without eradicating life and striking the mind.

As a lord chosen by death, he most certainly had other tricks up his sleeves, although, whether additional tricks were going to be necessary when none of his adversaries could even strike him, it was dubious.

Yuhu was bouncing everywhere, probably causing damage on par with the actual threat, trying to wrap her head around the fact that, no, she could not beat the ghost to death with dropkicks.

Ayelene was pushing himself around alongside the wounded king by growing trees to avoid the furious assaults, manifesting beasts out of their roots, they didn’t even buy any time when thrown against the undead lord, either torn apart or allowed to pass right through his body.

"Mister Agilulf Wanneck, Mister Wanneck! I know that you can still hear me, your survival was naught but luck, naught! Luck is something beautiful isn’t it? It unites us all, heheheh... Maybe- Perhaps it is a sign that you are destined to become a vassal lord instead of fuel?" Körpersucher rubbed his crooked hands together.

Lifting Ayelene into the air, flinging him into a nearby pillar.

Deflecting a dozen more arrows, his tail lashed grabbing the king by the neck, the elder managed to prevent having his neck broken instantly by bringing one arm up in between the phantomatic tail and his throat.

"Mmh, a king, and a warrior huh? Let me just break your neck, just a bit, a little bit! Just enough to keep you still, you know? I definitely got to take you to the king alive, the process of becoming undead is smoother with the original life force as fuel, you know?

So don’t move!" laughing to himself, he began squeezing with precision, as soon as he started, he had to pay attention to whatever was collapsing walls inside of the palace.

"Alright, I’ll deal with you later, since everyone wants a piece of me!" rolling his many eyes around, he just chucked the king up at the ceiling, knowing that he couldn’t possibly die from such mundane damage.

’Now what is this about? It reminds me of-’ finding the heavy footsteps familiar, a massive knight of steel bursted into the room, swinging a greatsword with both arms, basically throwing himself alongside its slash, the blade stopped by both of the ghost lord’s hands, not allowing the blade to pass through his body.

Körpersucher knew about the steam knights, obviously, they had been a major contending force during the first war, the only remaining knights should have all been kept within the royal crypt, but as demonstrated one had still been left in the possession of the living.

The lord had seen this thing before in the iron king’s room, and had not been certain of its origin, it did not look like a steam knight like he was used to, and without seeing it in action, it was impossible to know whether it truly possessed the dire powers that had made them an actual threat to the undead.

"Aah... Seems like I did not get the most boring assignment after all"