Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 122: Skeleton Calamity

Familiar screams were mixed with the neighing of horses.

“Oh no!” the Tibetan soldiers exclaimed in shock, “The people we have left to guard our carriage have been attacked!”

“The assailants are still in the vicinity!”

Clang!

Bikna drew her enchanted sword and roared, “Warriors, come with me!”

Their expedition team dashed out from Baysema’s courtyard to the streets, and a bone-chilling sight appeared before their eyes…

Silhouettes could be vaguely seen lurking on the streets, in the alleys, and beside the buildings. They looked like specters under the cover of the night.

Contrary to what Bikna thought, these silhouettes weren’t Karluks. They were white skeletons wielding bone knives and bone shields, with dim soulfire burning in their eyes. They stared at Bikna’s group like bloodthirsty jackals.

“What monsters are these?!”

Even Bikna, despite having witnessed all sorts of bizarre things during her adventuring days, found her head jamming up. This was not her first time seeing ghosts; she had even helped a mage expel a vengeful ghost from a house.

But never had she seen skeletons strutting so openly on the streets!

Ka kak kak!

While Bika’s expedition team was stunned, the skeletons suddenly roared silently as if having received an order, and they began swarming at them.

“HA!”

Bikna reflexively swung her sword, slicing one of the skeletons charging at the forefront into two. The skeleton was so dull that it failed to even put up a defense against Bikna’s slash.

“Hm?”

Bikna frowned when she saw that the skeletons were different from how she had imagined them. She swung her sword once more, releasing a burst of energy that minced the skeletons into bits.

“Hmph!” After destroying fifteen skeletons in the blink of an eye, she stowed away her sword and stood with an upright posture. “That’s all a bunch of rotting bones can do.”

That scared me. I thought it’s a new type of vengeful ghost, but they turn out to just be sacks of rotting bones. There’s nothing to be afraid of.

“Let’s go!”

Bikna gestured for the crowd to follow her. She was planning to head to where they had parked their carriage.

But barely after they took two steps forward—they hadn’t even strayed that far away from Baysema’s house—more skeletons suddenly appeared under the cover of the night with the sound of creaking bones.

“Lord Bikna!” The windwhisperer pricked up his ears, and his face turned pale moments later. “There are a lot more of these skeleton monsters! I can hear at least several hundred of them!”

“Don’t panic!” Bikna ordered. “These monsters might be many, but they are very weak. We can easily eliminate them with our swords and sabers. Warriors, let’s massacre these monsters!”

So, an intense fight broke out in this dead town.

Bikna initially didn’t think much of the skeletons.

These skeletons did look terrifying, with their sinister white bones that contrasted to the dark surroundings, the eerie soulfire blazing in their eyes, and the bloodied weapons they swung about. One could mistake them for grim reapers from hell.

The sight of them could easily plunge a man into fear, compelling them to flee.

But if one mustered the courage to attack them, one would realize that they were terribly weak.

First and foremost, they were severely lacking in offensive power. Their movements were dull, and they didn’t possess any special abilities. They were completely reliant on the poorly-made bone knife in their hands to deal damage to their enemies.

Second, they had no defense whatsoever. Not only were they unarmored, but they didn’t have flesh and muscles to cushion any blow directed at them too. Even a farmer could smash them into bits with an axe.

Thus, Bikna thought that her handpicked team of elites could easily deal with the skeletons, though they might be delayed a little. Things appeared to be heading down the direction she had expected.

She could easily hack down eight skeletons with a single slash.

Their mage could also easily clear multiple skeletons by throwing a fireball or acid spraying into where the skeletons were densely gathered.

Even the Tibetan soldiers, in the formations, could bring down a skeleton with each slash.

The charging skeletons were like waves crashing against a sea stack; they achieved nothing other than getting smashed up themselves.

However, the number of skeletons charging at them remained unabated even after the battle continued for a while. On top of that, they displayed no fear or hesitation whatsoever. No matter how many of their comrades fell, they still continued charging at Bikna and the others.

“Damn it!” a Tibetan soldier cursed.

He had gotten bitten by the upper half of a skeleton lying on the ground when he let his guard down earlier. He immediately kicked that skeleton away and smashed its head into smithereens.

“How many more of these disgusting monsters are there?!” he spat. “Be careful! You have to smash their heads in before they finally stop moving!”

“You should have said earlier!” another Tibetan soldier cursed.

He just got stabbed by one of the skeletons in a moment of carelessness.

“Take them!” The apothecary threw two potion bottles over. “One is for detoxification, and the other is for healing up. Their bone blades are a little black; it could contain poison.”

“Don’t get bogged down by them!”

Bikna also realized that things were starting to go awry. There was an endless stream of skeletons, but their potions and stamina were limited.

“We need to break out of the encirclement!” She downed a potion before she began striding forward. “We shall forge a path to safety!”

She charged into the skeletons like an incomparably sharp sword, in hopes of forging a path through them. Wherever she dived to, bone smithereens flew around like a celestial maiden scattering flower petals.

However, Bikna soon realized that she couldn’t slaughter a way out—there were too many skeletons! The skeletons were least dense around them, but the further she went, the more densely packed the skeletons were.

It reached a point where the skeletons were crammed together, bone pressing against one another.

Yes, Bikna could easily smash them into bits, but their road out was completely jammed by rotting white bones.

“How many of these goddamned skeletons are there?!” Bikna took a few deep breaths before screaming incredulously.

Her enchanted blade looked dimmer than before, but all she could see in front of her were skeletons. Furthermore, not everyone in the expedition team was a hero-class warrior equipped with elite gears like her.

“AH!”

A Tibetan soldier had let down his guard, which opened room for a skeleton to pierce its sword through the cracks of his thigh armor. His leg caved in, and he collapsed to the ground.

This marked his doom.

Like a bunch of sharks smelling the scent of blood, the skeletons rushed at the Tibetan soldier and crushed him down with their white bones. They used their swords to stab him, their teeth to bite his flesh, and their fingers to gouge his eyes.

They were doing everything they could to end the Tibetan soldier’s life.

“Save me! Save me!” the Tibetan soldier screamed in a panic.

So many skeletons were heaping on him that he couldn’t get up at all.

“Help him!” two other Tibetan soldiers shouted.

They used their spears to prop the skeletons away from the heap, but in the time they took to remove a skeleton two more would have joined the heap.

“WUUU! WUUUU!”

Soon, the buried Tibetan soldier could do nothing but to let out muffled wails. A little longer later, he breathed his last.

“AHHHH! YOU MONSTERS!”

Watching their comrade being crushed and ripped into pieces made the other Tibetan soldiers roar in anger. They were both angry and afraid. They might be elite warriors, but the thought of being shredded alive under a heap of skeleton made their hearts jolt.

Thus, they swung their weapons with even greater fervor than before.

But even when their limbs grew sore and their energy waned, the Tibetan soldiers saw no decrease in the number of skeletons at all. To their despair, the bones around them only stacked taller and taller.

By this point, they were practically fighting atop a mountain of white bones, but the skeletons still ceaselessly charged at them.

“There’s no end to them! We’re trapped! There’s no way to escape at all!” A Tibetan soldier succumbed to his mental breakdown. He hugged his own head and began crying like a child.

“It’s over! We’re all going to die here!”

“Shut up!” Bikna roared. “Look at you, sobbing like a wimp! You look nothing like a warrior!”

Right after those words were spoken, a skeleton found a chance to grab the Tibetan soldier, who had tossed his weapon aside, and dragged him down the bone mountain.

“AHH! NO! NOOOO! SPARE ME!”

It took only seconds for the Tibetan soldier to be ripped to shreds.

The remaining members of the expedition team were chilled.

Bikna was also silent for a second before she roared, “Do you see his fate? Anyone who wants to die can leap off right now! I guarantee that you’ll die without a shred of doubt!”

“…” The Tibetan soldiers clenched their jaws and continued exerting their exhausted bodies to fend against the skeletons.

…

On a distant mountain cliff…

“Not bad, not bad! You go girl!” Shu Yichao clapped his hands in excitement as he watched the ongoing battle in the town. “Work harder and kill more skeletons. I’m counting on you to raise this week’s war fund!”

Summoning too many troops in a game was a problem too, as it was a strain on resources. Spending too much on troops meant that there was less to spend on buildings. This would affect a player’s development.

So, what could be done about that?

Dissolve the army?

Of course not. The soldiers should be brought out to fight instead. It would be a win for the player either way, whether they won or lost the battle.