34 The Undead Flock (1/2)

When the last imp had been defeated a message appeared in front of us. It was different than the messages that the system sent us, this one lacked any of the elegance the system had. It was only a single world.

\u003cContinue? Y/N\u003e

After some discussions we selected yes. We had not nearly put our all into this fight, and felt that clearing the next floor should be doable. Little did we know the horrors that we would be forced to experience.

Our bodies once again experienced the weird process of traveling that we encountered when entering the dungeon to begin with. This time there was a difference. A rush of holy energy could be felt pouring into our bodies. Pain filled my body. Pain that was so intense it could tears conwell up on my face and screams to escape my mouth.

Alex was different. Her response was one of pure ecstasy. Her body began to shake and eventually she could not hold it in any longer and a seductive moan escaped her lips.

Unfortunately I did not have the luxury appreciating her appearance at that moment. The pain in my body reached a climax, and I grit my teeth to hold it in. Moments later the holy energy retreated, causing my body to feel as light as a feather. Beside me Alex's face was a slight crimson, which stood in sharp contrast to my own pale complexion. She was panting softly. a look of ecstasy in her eyes.

I chose to not interrupt her moment as I struggled to my feet. My eyes traveled the area around us, observing the minute details. We were still in a church. I could tell from sounds of organs playing and the church pews. I could also tell that the church had been corrupted. The biggest evidence of this was the skeleton who was standing behind the pew in Dark robes.

The skeleton noticed my gaze and the empty sockets filled with disturbing green flames. He lifted his skeletal hand and then church pews were filled with the corpses of what were once his flock. Each of the corpses were in a different state of decay, some of their limbs were missing. others had their chests caved in. They did not move. They simply stayed their in a grotesque display of unholy power.

The skeleton priest did not make any aggressive moves, Rather he took the book he had been reading from and slowly walked towards me. The disgusting sound of bones cracking could be heard as the monster moved, but I held my ground. Rather I could not move even if I wanted to. My body seemed frozen, not reacting to any of my movements.

The skeleton finally stood in front of me. My core began to violently spin in the opposite direction as the skeleton forced its book upon me. My core span faster. My body cried out in pain as it rejected my cores movements, but I could not react at all.

The book slowly started to disappear, turning into a pixilated form as it was absorbed by my core. When the book was completely absorbed the skeleton turned to dust, and the horrifying image in front of me disappeared.

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I opened my eyes to find myself staring at the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her green eyes had traces of tears in them as she worriedly looked down at me. My head ached as if I had been stuck in a math class that was far to advanced for me, but was forced to find the answers to all of the questions.