Mark was slowly losing his mind, mostly due to the fucked up tricks of using either copies or look-a-likes of Remishia mostly due to the corrupting nature of his curse and the effects of those that are loved by the gods.
One of His racial skills unlocked itself upon steeling himself to kill these phantoms of her!
His new army charged forth uncaring for the arrows, spells, and other things that struck them for they are 'one of many and many of one' made from ruined flesh of his foes that were now covered flesh-like bones as their numbers exploded with every corpse they touched, making them akin to the infectious undead!
There was one big difference unlike the undead, they shared everything with one another making them grow stronger experience-wise as they see what the others see, hear what the others hear, knowing what the bodies they occupied knew!
This is why bone fiends are so feared by the populace, and why they are called BONE FIENDS!
What people from the walls saw was something like a wave made of Humanoid monsters of different shapes and sizes made from the flesh of the fallen!
This stampede was drawing closer to the City gates!
Some of the arrows, spells, and whatever they used managed to cause 'some' of the monsters to stumble and roll across the ground disabled or dead, but seconds later, dozens more took the place of the fallen, running so ravenously wishing to reach the people that failed to enter, some of the braver people of the city rushed to slow these monsters down.
As they had to since their families and much more resided behind these walls!
For a good amount of time, the protectors were able to fend them off with good positioning, well-timed skill usage, and other tricks up their sleeves as more support came from the walls, however, it was still difficult, extremely so!
The humanoid monster's numbers quickly grew and were pushing them back, the guards were able to last quite some time but they had forgotten about one certain monster...
Mark!
He uprooted a large tree aimed at the stalling defenders before throwing it like a javelin towards the front of the group that was preventing the advance of his army!
The tanks managed to resist that tree for a fraction of a second before the sound of bone being crushed and flesh being ripped was heard!
Those a few meters behind the tanks also fell victim to the life-reaping tree!
Those that were harmed by random shrapnel from armor and fragments from the tree, their screams and wails were unsettling for many of the guards that wanted to help, but they had bigger problems to deal with!
The monsters made quick work of the downed or dying protectors before the young, old, women, children, still outside the gates quickly followed their fate and joined their ranks as the city guards were forced to close it shut, then bolstering it with logs to support it!
Mark resumed throwing more rocks, and trees towards the walls as each attack of his left some damage to it before making a smarter choice of attack something that this city, no, none of the races had ever experienced before...
Throwing his soldiers into the city!
This only worked because of one Major reason the skill 'SCALES', this was something that all of his troops had including 'BLOODY SPURS".
Their infectious blood, for those that didn't survive, would infect anyone dumb enough to get close to quickly increase their numbers, then the ones that did survive would act as leaders for the freshly made soldiers!
The scary ideas that can come to life with a lit~tle~ creativity.
Mark worked fast as the first few failed thanks to how much lighter they were compared to boulders and trees that he was recently throwing.
But he got the hang of it eventually, as some troops landed on to buildings, some on the streets and market but it didn't take long for over a hundred of them to reach inside and grow in number like some poison within the water!
before a booming voice from above, he was all so familiar with cast a spell that he remembered!
"ֆȶʀɨӄɛ ɖօառ ȶɦօֆɛ ȶɦǟȶ օքքօֆɛ ʍɛ! ʀǟɨռ օʄ ʋɛʀʍɨʟɨօռ!"
Unlike before when he suffered through it in the past, Mark's legs crouched a bit before hurling his spiked body towards the caster that was on one of the nearby trees behind him, showing power behind the skill greater strength to its utmost limits as his spiked shoulders threatened to leave more than just bloody holes on the old mage's body!
But a cackle fill with excitement was heard before large sparks were made causing some of the area around them to start burning!
The Berserker had arrived with a crazed smile this time missing a few teeth(i wonder why~?) as he lusted for a battle, donning armor that was a few tiers higher than their previous meeting.
Gustaf Guffawed as he sensed the strength within the monster he was facing the thrill he was feeling was giving him goosebumps, making him scratch along his arm to make himself bleed as his axe was starting to glow blue from his skill.
As flames started to spread, Mark looked at the man impassively as right now he just wanted to see Remishia, nothing more nothing less, Gustaf sensed the uninterest the monster held for him but his daughter and his wife-to-be resided within the city.
Gustaf needs to end this quickly to get back to them as those monsters under the bone fiend would only get stronger the longer this fight goes!
Thus He activated his active ability to full blast creating a mana blade that extended the reach of his weapon and made it more deadly!
Gustaf swiftly made a chop with his axe towards Mark's torso, forcing him to jump back as one could hear wind whistling as the weapon grazed some of his scales.
Mark used his tail to push him forward after the axe passed using his Skill 'silent kill' with his left arm only for the Berserker to duck as his body continued to spin as he moved behind Mark then like a hammer Gustaf's weapon slammed onto his back heavily, breaking a bunch of his spikes!
The amount of force behind it caused the broken spikes to go flying into the nearby trees leaving large holes in their wake!
Mark used his tail to force his enemy away before Gustaf could deliver another chop, as the tail attack was blocked by the AXE as Gustaf's feet slid across the ground.
The old mage slipped in a few spells as Mark was on the ground.
A few balls of flame struck his back which just made him even angrier, as Gustaf made another attempt to chop at Mark as the flames were blocking his view!
But they had forgotten one thing, bone fiends don't usually have eyes, Gustaf's charge was met with a fury fueled punch to the face!
Those sphere's on Mark's face are something that he wished to have before he evolved because he wanted to look more...
H̵̤̃̈́̎̑̎̽͠͝u̸̱̅̈́̀͗͊̓̆͛M̸̾̏ȃ̶͓̟̳̤̓̆͜N̴͔͈͈̍͌͋.
Bone fiends don't have eyes, noses, or even ears but they can see, smell and hear just fine, as for why that is possible, one word, mana.
everything has mana, from the water we drink to the souls that roam the world everything has some sort of mana.
More spells from the old man struck Mark's body, which in turn his veins bulged out as he was forcing some else to no longer remain locked away, his enemies were asking for it.
H̴́ḭ̴̧̣̳͓̟͖̓̏͒̍͗̅̓͜s̷͈͉͙͕̹͉̝̻̊̊̑̈́̋̾̑̅͝ ̴̜̟͇̳̩̦̈́̈́̉̒̎͜ͅb̴̺͈̯̯̪̀ͅl̵̻͕̫͖̐́o̷̜̠̙͓̘̰̼͌͒͊͋̓̽̿̍ǫ̶̰͔̗̥̰̀̓̈d̴̟͕̙̤͇͕͉̿͗̽͛̊͠͝ ̸̥̼̥͚̺͙͑̀̇͗͛͊͘ͅc̴̛͕̮͓̯͉̉̐͠r̶̨̗̲͉̰̞͐̒̈́̆̆̐̚͜ả̵̗̘̌͊v̷͈̬̲̦͕͖̐̆͜ẻ̷̩̯̹̋̀͐͑̂̚d̸̢̮̪̲͊͛͂́̎̾͂̀͛͘ ̸̡̨͓̝̙́̀̌̽̅́̕͜͝ͅf̶̯̰̱̞̟̬̑͑́̂̍̏̚͝o̴̠͎̮̗͍͖͚͇̒̑̓̽͐͒͝r̵̀̒̊̐ ̷̣͍̦͙̈́͛͝i̵͕̞̇t̵̨̩̣̮̮͚̦̗̦͚̄͂̏́̌!̴̲͐̓̉͗̆͂̚͘͠͠
But something was trying to prevent him from unleashing it so he used the only way he knew...
Through brute force.
RARRRRRRRRWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
His body was twisting and turning in horrible ways and angles from this.
Before two messages had appeared.
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