The Great Demon King

Chapter 8: The Infallible Seven-Winged Skeleton

The next day.

Han Shuo was still quite drowsy and not fully awake when the warehouse door exploded open. Little fatty Jack rushed in and started shaking Han Shuo awake, exclaiming in excitement, "Bryan get up! You have to see this!"

Han Shuo was bleary eyed. He'd just been dreaming about commanding the small skeleton to beat up Lisa. He'd been woken up before he could finish the dream, and complained with dissatisfaction, "What's going on this early in the morning?"

Jack's eyes were the size of yellow beans and excitement twinkled in them. He laughed heartily, "I'm not sure what Lisa did, but she summoned a weird skeleton that doesn't obey her commands. No one know's what going on, but pilipala sounds have been coming from her room all morning.

The little skeleton then ran off towards the department of light magic, with Lisa chasing it from behind. Oh! I swear, I've never seen a small skeleton run so fast in all my years in the necromancy department. Oh yeah, it also had seven bone spurs as wings!"

Han Shuo had been enjoying Jack's story until that moment. His expression changed as he suddenly thought of something, and he abruptly jerked his head towards the wooden bucket. The violently colored water had changed to an inky black at some point, and the seven bone spurs had vanished, along with the skeleton.

No way. I started refining him only yesterday. He seemed to remember somewhat, through the fog of sleep, giving the skeleton a command to teach Lisa a lesson, but weren't there still 36 more days before refining a demonic treasure would be complete? What's going on? Was it because he had randomly used bone spurs instead of yin demons that had caused the magical yuan to prematurely run out?

Han Shuo felt a foreboding chill at this thought and hastily sat up. He even ignored his morning duties of cleaning the stone statues and dashed towards the department of light magic, pulling Jack along in his wake.

Han Shuo's mind raced through his worries as he ran. He wasn't a necromancy student and couldn't find it within himself to be as indifferent to his summoned creatures as the students were. They didn't care whether the creature lived or died. The little skeleton had picked up trash for Han Shuo and saved him a lot of effort during this time. He had unknowingly developed feelings for the skeleton, and naturally didn't want anything to happen to it.

Apart from Han Shuo and Jack, the necromancy students were also rushing to the department of light magic. They had odd expressions of their faces as they chattered nonstop on the way there.

"It's so weird. It was such a small skeleton, black and with seven bone spurs on its back. I wonder how Lisa summoned it?" Amy said as she speed walked.

"I know, and the weirdest thing is that the small skeleton runs so fast. Oh. Gosh. Is it because Lisa's mental strength is stronger than ours that she can summon different skeletal warriors than we can?" Athena also wore an expression of extreme surprise, and carried a loud conversation with Amy as they hurried to the department of light magic.

The novice mage Bella creased her brow when she heard Athena say so. She snorted, "I'm also a novice mage and I've never summoned such a strange skeleton. The weirdest thing is that this skeleton doesn't obey its summoner's commands. It doesn't make sense at all."

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Han Shuo and Jack eavesdropped on conversations as they ran. From what they gleaned from the students, Han Shuo understood that his refined skeleton was quite unique indeed.

Inwardly fretting with worry, Han Shuo attempted to contact the skeleton with his mental strength. He found out that he could establish contact, but possibly due to the fact that it had been refined as if it was a demonic treasure, the skeleton didn't seem to receive the commands he was giving. It was still running around helter skelter.