Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

Bones creaked and flesh ruptured as the battered bodies rose from their eternal rest, their skin decaying subtly under the strain of Loimos's death force seeping deep into them, the bodies were fresh, some of them still capable of roaring.

Climbing and crawling out of their communal grave, the mindless carcasses charged at the nearest livings with extreme prejudice, a horned beast rushing to try and fling one of the guards into the air, only for its charge of be met with a bright blade of light, cleaving it straight in half with exceeding simplicity.

The swordsman eyed the oncoming tide of corpses, yelling out for some reinforcement, despite the overwhelming quantity of newly risen undead, the guards managed to confine them nearly immediately, preventing them from reaching any of the clients, who were, for the most part, completely oblivious to the movements of the guards.

Each of them displayed various sorts of battle arts, most of them wielded swords of varying length, flames burned the cold flesh amidst a variety of other elements, some of them clearly more effective than others.

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Those utilising arts linked with poisons and venoms found them utterly useless against the reanimated monsters, forcing them to rely on their sheer swordsmanship, it wasn't too bad since many guards had joined the fight, covering each other and working together to bring down the beasts.

The undeads were naturally resilient, but considering that they were brand new, they could take a high amount of damage without crumbling down, all thanks to the Loimos's superior death force coursing through them, they refused to be put down, thrashing around even as the guards sliced off their limbs, forcing them to completely crush the corpses to put them out of commission.

The highest-ranked guards working under Lady Syklon were also present, assigned to survey the most dangerous areas of her trades, the three of them clearly left the rest in the dust, taking care of their own bunch of cadavers all by themselves, and without breaking a sweat at that.

One wielding a blade that was much thicker and more curved than the rest, he was much fatter than muscular, a round stomach showed bare to the outside world, he was rotund but powerful and quick nonetheless, holding his large blade in one hand and carrying a bottle of booze in the other.

This must have all been part of his battle art, dousing his blade with alcohol, a single strike against the ground produced the necessary spark to lit it in fire, suddenly improving its cutting power, the flames quickly spreading over the dead as he struck them down, kicking the burning remains into the mass of corpses further away, his flames were too potent and forced the beasts to take other routes, these undeads also seemed to inherit some greater thinking skills from the one that arose them.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Though, that didn't matter, his aim had always to funnel them into tighter areas to allow the rest to take care of them more easily, in another area, body parts flew into the air, monsters were cleaved apart every second, unable to move past a certain point as one of the three most trusted guards of Lady Syklon unleashed a constant barrages of white slashes through the air, similar to the mana slashes used by the scaled guard earlier, simply far more potent and controlled with higher precision, the length and the distance they could reach was adjusted to perfectly target the monsters without damaging any of the environment.

He was an old man, despite his body being all wrinkly, his grey beard being completely white on the right side of his face, despite clearly being aged, his movements didn't lack any poise and were steady, swinging his katana with one hand without putting any strain on his body.

It wouldn't be impossible for him to take care of all the corpses by himself, although it wouldn't be nearly as clean.

Lastly, a young man wielding a spear was running around, dancing amidst the rows of beasts, swinging his spear around stylishly, ripping the carcasses apart with both ends of his spear, be it the bladed tip or the wooden end of the handle, both were equally as devastating.

He never stopped moving for a second, spinning around, and even sliding if needed, dragging the blade of his spear on the ground, producing countless sparks, the moment he lifted it off the ground, the sparks stopped midair, transforming into metal nails, shooting out in the direction he swung his weapon, shredding the corpses in their path.

All in all, the three lady's favourites, as the others liked to refer to them as, were set to manage the tide, with the assistance of the other guards, no one even got hurt despite the wide disparity in numbers and the strength some of the monsters still possessed.

Still, it would take about ten more minutes to properly quell the sudden attack without harming the integrity of the area.

Or so they predicted, the remaining undeads suddenly dispersed into fine red mist alongside all of the already felled corpses, the guards all fell to one knee reflexively.

Most of them had yet to see the lady do something like this, she was still standing at the entrance of the area they were in, having erased all of the cadavers from dozens of meters away, she wasn't even holding a sword, her hands still brought together in front of her.

"You idiots left the dungeon without surveillance, did you not?" it was unclear whether her words were specifically targeted, but they all took it to heart and lowered their heads.

"You are in luck, nothing happened to the core, and you did good taking care of the zombies, but clearly, our intruder wanted to check something down there, reinforce security and check for anything it may have left behind" blessed be the gods, she wasn't mad.

But it wouldn't be the case for long, her subordinates wouldn't be finding their intruder any time soon as the hand hid back in the little storing area it had first infiltrated, sticking itself in a corner right behind a bunch of crates.

Loimos's body outside emerged from the swamp as well, he would have to get inside of there himself.