The notion of blindness was irrelevant to them.
Why do they continue to approach? These skeletons are impervious to our attacks.
Indeed, they show no fear.
Then let us consume them.
The fearsome entity quickly reached a conclusion and writhed towards a skeleton on its left in a manner reminiscent of a mass of flesh.
It swiftly pinned the skeleton warrior beneath it, its mouths gnawing, producing the sound of crunching bones.
However, the entity's corpulants rendered its consumption slow, granting the remaining skeletons ample time to strike.
Surrounded, they wielded their weapons, hacking at the Roton mass.
Ah, it hurts.
Uh, the mouths beneath the fearsome entity continued to devour the pinned skeleton, emitting cries of anguish in response to the attacks.
The entity showcased remarkable resilience.
The Black Iron Knights sword sliced through its form.
Although it breached the flesh, the wounds remained shallow.
Yet the number of skeletal soldiers was still considerable, encircling them with a cacophony of clashing strikes.
As the devouring entity consumed one skeleton, a new mouth sprouted from the remnants of flesh, albeit a skeletal one that could not articulate speech.
The chaos continued as the devouring entity lunged at another skeleton, resuming its gnawing.
The surrounding skeletal warriors relentlessly attacked, raining down blows that reduced the devouring entity's flesh to a pulp.
These bones were unpalatable.
The pain was excruciating.
My eyes have been severed.
We cannot endure this.
Let us flee and return to vanquish these grotesque creatures when the teacher arrives.
Ron, the exit lies that way.
Half of the devouring entity's form had been rendered unrecognizable, its eyes and mouth grotesqually dangling from shredded flesh, presenting a horrifying visage.
Realizing that the skeletons were undeterred by death, and that it could not consume them all, it chose to retreat, writhing swiftly towards the exit.
Black sword, block its path.
It must not escape, ordered Fong Ha.
It is inconceivable to allow it to leave.
Should it manage to flee from here, it could wreak havoc.
With its ability to grow additional mouths and eyes by consuming a person, its future growth would be a dire threat, resulting in numerous casualties.
Black sword nodded, positioning himself directly in front of the devouring entity.
With a swift stroke, he cleaved through the entity's fleshy form, showering the area with blood.
The devouring entity writhed in agony, all its mouths emitting anguished whales, causing the very ground beneath them to tremble.
I will slay you.
I must kill you.
It hurts so much.
Eliminate them quickly.
If I can just break through this grotesque creature, I can find sustenance.
The devouring entity, in a frenzied state, lunged at Black Sword, attempting to swallow him whole or forcefully break past him to escape.
With a resounding crash, Black Sword shield collided with the devouring entity, thrusting its corpulent mass back into the throng of skeletal warriors, which renewed their assault.
The mouths continued to be severed, and the mass of flesh diminished to half its original height.
You damned undead.
Teacher Adeline shall avenge us.
Indeed, teacher Adeline will seek retribution.
She will hang you, skin you alive, and then sever your heads.
Enough.
I wish not to recall such horrors.
The remaining three mouths directed curses at Black Sword, firmly believing that teacher Adeline would exact vengeance upon Fong How and his companions.
Ah, but after death, one will no longer feel hunger or fear.
Fongghow suddenly interjected.
Upon hearing his words, the incessant chatter of the three mouths ceased abruptly, their eyes fixating on him.
"Is that so? One will not feel loneliness.
" One mouth inquired.
"No, you shall not," Fonghao replied.
"Oh, very well.
" The devouring entity ceased its erratic movements.
Fonggho nodded while Blacks sword once again brandished his lethal blade.
"In truth, I harbor no fondness for teacher Adeline.
I merely fear her.
The three mouths fell silent, and the quivering mass of flesh slumped down, resembling a deflated doll.
Black sword bent down and retrieved a white orb from the decaying flesh.
The orb, akin to the size of thumb, revealed a grayish white gas encapsulated within.
Upon closer inspection, a gentle shake caused the gas to roll and swirl within.
Soul of oblivion category.
Special material.
description.
A solitary and desparing soul lost in the darkness.
Is this the essence of a soul? Funhow gazed at the transparent orb in Black Sword's grasp.
Black sword, please stow it away.
Arrange for some personnel to search this place.
Take everything that can be carried away.
Fongo continued.
Yes, my lord.
Black sword began directing the skeletons into action.
The chamber was not expansive, yet the illumination provided by the luminous stones remained limited.
necessitating a closer inspection.
Soon, Fong Ho observed a skeletal warrior emerging from the shadows, cradling a golden chest.
Indeed, the treasure chest was concealed here.
Fong Hao stood aside, nodding in satisfaction at the discovery just as he contemplated following the skeletal soldier out.
Black Sword's voice echoed from the corner once more.
"My lord, there is another hidden chamber this way.
" Intrigued, Fong Ho pondered the existence of yet another secret room.
With a flutter of wings, he flew towards the source of Black Sword's voice.
In the dim corner, a seamless wall revealed a hidden door.
The material of the door matched that of the adjacent stone wall, rendering it nearly indistinguishable when closed.
As the door swung open, it unveiled another small room.
Please enter and investigate.
Funhao instructed the skeleton adorned with the luminous stone around its neck.
The skeleton stroed inside, illuminating the chamber.
This room was even smaller than the previous one, with a metallic chair at its center from which iron chains and leather straps were visible.
On one side of the wall was a workbench adorned with various ceramic jars and tools.
Funo discerned that this place served both as an interrogation chamber and a laboratory.
It was evident that the room was well sealed, preserving its contents in relatively good condition.
The wood and leather exhibited only slight decay.
"Wait, what is that wrapped object?" Fong How called out to the wandering skeleton.
On the workbench at one side of the chamber lay an object sway in linen cloth, its shape resembling an arm.
The outer linen had become moldy and rotten.
Yet the item within remained intact.
Following the command, the skeletal warrior approached and unwrapped the linen, revealing what lay beneath.
Indeed, it was a skeletal arm.