I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 821

As night fell, the ribs of the skeleton dog had several more bones shimmering with a metallic luster.

Its power was already enough to rub ordinary skeleton soldiers into the ground.

It didn't continue its activities in the wild but focused on searching for bones, focused on becoming stronger.

It believed that as long as it became strong enough, that person would surely be willing to accept it.

Because it itself disliked subordinates who couldn't hunt or fight.

So it didn't take in a single skeleton dog, as it itself felt those skeleton dogs were too weak.

It discovered a skeleton king wearing a cloak and wielding a scythe, swaggering through the streets with several skeleton soldiers also wielding scythes.

It quietly followed along, not in any rush.

For now, it found it liked the daytime; the feeling of basking in sunlight was really wonderful.

During the day, it felt more energetic, more powerful.

While other undead creatures during the day were either asleep or very sluggish.

It tracked down the skeleton king's lair, and on the first day, it set its sights on one bone from a scythe-wielding skeleton soldier. Seizing the moment when the skeleton soldier was asleep, it dismantled the skeleton soldier.

The skeleton soldier then perished.

After the soul fire extinguished, some ashes were left behind.

It tested it out, and those ashes turned into fuel, enhancing its soul fire.

For the first time, it discovered something: a skeleton dog could actually upgrade!

This concept was unheard of before, purely because no creature frailer or weaker than a skeleton dog could be found.

A small goblin could easily dismantle a skeleton dog with a wooden stick.

The skeleton dog discovered an alternative path to growing stronger, besides just collecting and exchanging bones.

A new door opened once more.

Then it felt capable and during the day, took out several of the skeleton king's subordinates, attempting to take out the skeleton king as well, but that was where it ended.

The skeleton king dismantled it, hanging its head in the wilderness as an ornament.

Come daylight, inside the skeleton dog's skull, the crimson-gold soul fire ignited once more.

It was resurrected again.

This time, with newfound spiritual intelligence, the skeleton dog learned to absorb lessons.

It didn't feel overconfident enough to directly confront the skeleton king.

It began the upgrading process, incidentally mastering the essence of a hack-and-slash brush game.

No matter how weak it was now, it could still take advantage of the daytime to dismantle those skeleton soldiers to upgrade, meanwhile searching for suitable bones and gathering ashes to enhance its soul fire.

Of course, in the skeleton dog's view, the main thing wasn't upgrading; it believed it was just more convenient for finding bones.

Three months later, for the eighth time under the bright sun, it challenged the skeleton king while he was asleep.

Grinding down the skeleton king for three days, it dragged him into the sunlight, successfully wearing him down.

It leveled up three times in one breath, but it didn't care; its eyes only had the bones of the skeleton king, also taking fancy to the king's tattered cloak.

Because in its memory, skeletons capable of donning a cloak were powerful skeletons.

Having taken down the skeleton king, the skeleton dog officially left the novice village, starting its venture towards other places.

In the forest, it looked down on the green-skinned goblins.

In the sea, unable to defeat the sea's demonic beasts, neither did it value their bones.

Ultimately, it traversed the desert to arrive at the Sea of the Undead.

Its favorite place, where everywhere was filled with bones, engulfed with undead.

Every morning, it would wander to the edge of the Sea of the Undead, watching the sunrise, basking, barking twice at the sun, as if feeling Wen Yan gazing upon it.

The sun couldn't reach inside the Sea of the Undead, leaving the skeleton dog somewhat downcast.

It didn't believe this was as it should be, feeling the sun disliked the Sea of the Undead, while Wen Yan wasn't watching it.

Yet, inside the Sea of the Undead lay its most cherished bones.

It could only come to soak up the sun during the day, then continue to the Sea of the Undead to look for bones.

It aimed to find the most powerful bones to replace its own, believing that person who let it bask in the sun would surely accept it then.

Just as the skeleton dog was in the Sea of the Undead, crazily upgrading, tirelessly, sleeplessly, constantly upgrading and switching its bones.

Outside, more and more bugs started appearing incessantly.

At this point, it was no longer a miracle.

Not only were certain individuals immortal.

Cows without legs stepping with milk, flying demonic beasts propelling by neck rotation, chicks born with eight heads from eggs.

After all, positive bugs were minority, with more peculiar anomalies rampant.

The never-ending pursuit of miracles by mankind subtly began to diminish.

Generations failed to erode the zeal, now slightly waning.

Even the Holy Light Church started acknowledging exterior rumors; this wasn't a miracle but an invasion of an evil god.

An absolute chaos, no one even noticed the unbending skeleton dog in the Sea of the Undead, frantically upgrading.

Despite general circumstances, as long as undead from the Sea of the Undead didn't emerge in masses, scattered appearances barely garnered any attention.

Even the founder now could no longer handle the situation.

The founder felt slightly numb, pondering whether perhaps, the area had utterly collapsed, with Wen Yan never returning?

Could it truly be a possibility, Wen Yan wouldn't come but had completed the journey?