Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army! Chapter 959 Against The Cursed Knight

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No matter how much he tried to rest in peace, the mories of that ti constantly echoed within his mind, the mories of his fight, the mories of his sacrifice.

The laughter of his foe, the corrupted bastard that was paid to hunt him and his wife, after they tried to run away from the tyranny of Oceania and Odin.

"I dont want to leave her behind…"

The searing pain of the Dark Pest's black blade piercing his stomach and breaking his armor, his gusts being slowly burned and lted by its black blaze…

"Dark Pest… you bastard! It wasn't enough with taking away my friends, my whole party, the friends I brought from my world, where we all survived together until reaching this high!"

"Hahahah! I have to admit it, you tried your best. But this is as far as you go, Eustace! With your death, your Guild, the Crimson Foxes, is no more! HAHAHAHA!"

The frustration, the anger, the fury! The wrath of such a humiliating loss, while trying to protect his beloved wife! It was such a horrendously painful mory.

That even after dying, he simply couldn't forget it!

"Why? Just why?!"

His soul was corrupted by his foe's darkness, slowly becoming spectral even after having been left for hundreds of years resting in these ruins.

"WHY?! DARK PEST!"

Desperation quickly grew into utter anger, fury, endless wrath! A frustration that could never be satiated.

Only the small glimpses of his wife mories kept whatever sanity he had in check, that he wouldn't wake from his grave, and go in a rampage against innocent people, inhabitants of this accursed world.

"Dear, you have to make sure to not harm the people of this world, okay? Despite being from another world, they're much like the people of ours. Struggling, trying their best every day. I want to protect this beautiful world that has given so much."

Her beautiful smile echoed within his fragnting mories and corrupting mind, tears constantly falling from his own soul, turning his surroundings dark.

"My dear Naiad… I'm sorry…"

The Rainbow Spirit Crystal pieces scattered around his tomb, ant to protect him from becoming an Undead, slowly began to grow darker, corrupted by his own soul.

"For being too weak…"

Crack, crack…!

CRAAASH!

His tomb broke apart as he shattered them with his black armored fists, his Undead body slowly crawling out of his tomb.

But stopping from moving any further.

"No… STOP! You can't… UGH…!"

He grabbed his sword and pierced his own leg into the ground with it, stopping his Undead body from moving any further.

"I can't… I can't betray her like this! The people… the people she cared for is right in that village…"

He kept fighting against the impulses of bloodshed his corrupted soul and undead body desired, for hundreds of years since his awakening as an Undead.

"Naiad… Naiad… Naiad…!"

He kept recalling her na, her mories, to keep himself sealed from doing sothing he would never be able to forgive himself for.

As the years passed, it beca progressively harder to hold himself back.

Whenever he felt a living being closer, he roared, telling them to leave… They would usually do so, as he kept… trying his best not to succumb to the darkness.

Not only recalling Naiad, but his party mbers, who all ford part of the Crimson Foxes.

"After going through so many trials together… All seeking the sa goal, to reach the top of that damn Tower…"

The faces and laughter of his beloved friends echoed within his mind. Their smiles, their jokes, the days and nights they spent together traveling across many landscapes they could only imagine in their wildest dreams.

"All for that wish… That single wish… Naiad, why… Why did you choose to stay?"

If she didn't choose to stay in Yggdrasil, perhaps they could have continued moving together, perhaps this wouldn't have happened.

But he couldn't bla her for this, she was soone so bright and goodhearted, she simply tried to do good, because of all the terrible things she has seen through her life.

"I started climbing because I wanted the wish too… I wanted the wish so I could revive my sister, who died of a disease long ago." Naiad's voice echoed within his mories. "But once I grew this strong and found out I could change and help so many people live through similar things my sister did, I thought that this was my real calling. I want to help others and use these powers so the tragedy of my sister, doesn't happen ever again."

"We were… from worlds apart, so different from one another… Yet you accepted , despite all my flaws… My dear Naiad…" He groaned. "You were such a good person… I… I wish… I wish I could… see you… one last ti… One… last… UGH… AAARRRGGHHH!"

RUMBLE!

The entire surroundings trembled, as he kept sensing the presence of several powerful foes approaching, they were not running away despite his threatening words.

"Who… Why?! Why are you coming at despite everything?!"

He kept roaring, as he finally glanced back at them, his tall and powerful figure, clad in full body black armor, and holding a black, corrupted sword analyzed the large group of people.

"Why are you here?! What do you WANT?!"

He confronted them, roaring furiously, his Aura constantly fluctuating.

"We've co here to free you, Knight Eustace." Maria spoke, her eyes shining with crimson light and purple light, Moonlight Essence surging from her.

Her divinity wasn't just Death and Darkness though, her latest Elent, Moonlight, was her trump card against those that resisted her primary elents.

"YOUUU… Do you know what you're doing?! I can't… If I fight- UGH…! LEAVE! RUN AWAY BEFORE I- AARRGH!"

TRUUUUMMM…!!!

Eustace's power kept making him go berserk, until he no longer spoke, beneath his black helt, crimson light surged from within!

His black aura resembled black flas, constantly spreading around his surroundings, turning the sand into black crystals…

"RAAAARRRGGHH!"

With a ferocious, berserk-like roar, the mighty Undead Knight rushed towards Maria, his sword in hand.

CRAAAAASSHH!!

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