Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

Or not, soon after easily dealing with the monkey, Loimos was hit by what was commonly referred to as an avalanche, which carried him into some sort of cave, evident by the fact that the area was covered in stalagmites and stalactites, the entire place was packed with them, it was incredibly difficult to move around efficiently, but the hindrance was mostly to due to the floating bits of snow hammering the undead with spells.

Countless snowballs were constantly hitting him from various directions, the snow in question sticking to him and threatening to restrict him into an impromptu white coffin, so he had to constantly douse himself with corrosive blood to prevent this from happening.

Loimos had to guess that those were some sort of spirits, but he couldn't tell for certain, breaking off a nearby stalagmite, he threw it like a javelin at one of them, the spike of rock harmlessly piercing right through the floating snow, ending its course further away and causing many of spikes growing downwards to collapse.

If they couldn't be affected by physical blows, Loimos would just call forth some miasma, reinforce it with a hefty dose of death force, and spread it all around himself, its effects soon making themselves known upon the environment all around, eating away the surface of the cavern, the moment the death mist touched one of the snow beings, they recoiled in apparent horror, or surprise, or maybe it just felt weird, all that mattered is that upon being enveloped in the dark purplish fog, the snowball throwers stopped doing so and seemed to focus on defending themselves.

Once surrounded, Loimos condensed the miasma around them and began to close up the hollow spheres of mist with the snow spirits inside, even then, it took multiple minutes for them to properly die, their forms weren't corporeal and it seemed like the miasma wasn't having an easy time consuming them.

With his harassers taken out of the picture, Loimos was able to finish traversing the sea of stalactites and make his back to where the avalanche had swept him away, only to discover more problems, namely, more of the snow gorillas from before, oddly silent and pointing at him, showing the undead to an arriving figure.

The skeleton unsheathed the dark blade, infusing it with a small amount of death force, the energy of the dead was rather destructive, most items couldn't handle too much of it, the death force he always kept hidden within bursted out and wrapped around his body, enveloping him in its protection.

Before him, it seemed like some sort of monkey champion had shown up, its arms crossed and looking up to where the avalanche had first come down, grumbling, it let it be known that it wasn't pleased.

Most likely because the avalanche had been its work, and it had hoped for it to successfully bury the roaming dead body, an utter failure. Discover exclusive tales on empire

Raising its hands up in the air, gritting it teeth and curling up its fingers, it circulated its mana with certain difficulty, transmuting it to the element of ice and forming it into spells, the monster wasn't taking too much time at this, but it was clearly a strain as the ice mana formed into two swords, well, two chunks of ice vaguely in the shape of swords, it was doubtful whether these things any sort of a sharp edge.

The smaller apes kept their distances, completely calm and nearly immobile, this fight was apparently only for the big one to take, despite them having much better chances were they to cooperate, but this had to be some sort of ritual, maybe a way to demonstrate why this one was the wielder, or maybe all of the others were actually females and this was some sort of mating ritual, who knew what was going on in their oh-so small skull.

Unleashing the odour of putrefaction as he began to move, the armed ape halted his step for a second, then Loimos spoke a word of death his way just as he moved again, making him hesitate once more, twice just as the confrontation began, the monkey wasn't making good figure in front of its audience.

In contrast, Loimos arched his body back as the monster roared and swung both his blade at once, both of them slashing roughly the same area, to conserve his acceleration, Loimos manifested some black blood beneath his feet, sliding elegantly on the snow as he arrived near the large beast, throwing a ball of rot toward its stomach cavity, whilst converting the blood used for movement into compressed masses, which bursted as quickly as the undead created them, pushing him him off the ground just in time to avoid more slashes.

Once again, the monster didn't see it fit to use his two swords, to attack two places at the same time, with the size difference between the two, Loimos had no issue dodging the long-winded strikes of the monster, ending up right in front of its face, Loimos clapped his hands, the same thing that had gotten an orc defeat was shot right at the big-nosed snow monkey, since then however, it had gotten much stronger and more precise, landing straight in the left eye.

Feeling the blood slither around in its eyeball, the ape shouted out in anger, resulting in a very real wave of sound that crashed right into Loimos at point blank, sending him flying into the side of a rocky area.

An attack coming from the mouth was deemed to move at the speed of sound, or at least somewhat similar, it would have certainly been a good idea on the monster's part to begin the fight with that handy attack that Loimos couldn't have dodged.

Rising up after getting thrown around and having his bones shifted around at odd angles, his rot coat had been able to absorb much of the concussive force, the snow he landed into afterward was also to thank, but he had definitely cracked many bones still.

The larger ape trampled the ground, digging into its own eye sockets to try and remove what was eating through him, his body was durable, very much so, but its lack of focus caused its icey swords to be dismissed and despite its brethren raising their voices to apparently warn the approaching doom, it didn't pay attention and ended up with a death infused sword shoved down to the pommel in its eye.

Pounding on the end of the handle, Loimos forced the blade deeper into its brain, killing it for good, the cacophony of cries heightened, the monkey's had set up a duel, but it seemed like only one result was acceptable in their book as they began to surround the undead.

Pulling out an oddly dark crystal from his pocket alongside a piece of bone, not a mere shard this time, but a genuine piece of one of his fingers, dropping them on the deceased ape champion, the two materials dispersed and vanished, and the dead rose.