Chapter: 643

It then glanced at the helmet by Jay’s side, and Jay held it out for it to grab.

It took the helmet, slowly rotating it in its hands before putting it on.

Jay couldn’t help but smile as he watched it learn. Before his was a skeleton he created that was thinking by itself, figuring out its armour by itself, moving without orders.

While to others it may have not been noteworthy, it made his heart rise with excitement.

Sure, the other skeletons could equip armour, but they were responding to Jay’s will and orders.

Jay had a theory back in the mist keep dungeon – that the skeletons copied or mimicked Jay’s thoughts in regards to fighting: that their combat style and tactics were simply reproduced variations of Jay’s own ideas buried somewhere in his mind, whether conscious or subconscious.

Therefore, their combat skills, knowledge, and everything else would only be as good as Jay’s would be.

This skeleton, however, had its own mind. It could learn. It could get smarter. It could outsmart. It could develop its own fighting style and hone it, gain proficiency with its weapons or in this case its heavy armour.

For now though, it was like a killing machine with the mind of a child. Even though its threat potential just jumped by leaps and bounds it knew nothing. For now at least.

Though through endless battles and enough time, it would only improve.

Finally thinking about his own protection rauther than his accomplishment, Jay cut his celebration short.

“Hmm…” Jay squinted suspiciously as he stood up and moved a little further away, as the next thing the skeleton noticed was its weapon – the bone dagger Jay left for it lying on the ground nearby.

“Well, let’s see what you can do…” Jay smiled, preparing to fight it incase it tried anything.


Curious about what it would do, Jay took out all the weapons he had with him and made a neat display of them on the ground.

Heavy looked at the weapons before it, its eyes landing on each one and hovering for a moment before it turned to the next.

The weapons it had to choose from were the three bone spears, an ossein sword with a longer grip, and two bone daggers – one of which was Dark’s.

Both Dark and Handy couldn’t take their weapons with them as they were still using the lizard heads to cut away the dangerous red fruits, though Dark could still carry one of its dual daggers with it.

[Your skeleton has been slain]

“Ah shit, Sweeper died again?” Jay’s brows creased in frustration. The untimely death distracted him from Heavy.

About two hours passed since the last time Sweeper died – whatever it was, it was getting closer as each time Sweeper died a little more quickly.

While keeping his eyes on what Heavy was doing, he leisurely held one hand over the bone pile and began to summon Sweeper again. He barely needed to think when summoning anymore.

While the dark, sickly green mana left Jay’s hand and mingled with the bones, Heavy suddenly looked up and stared in amazement while another skeleton was assembled before it.

Leaving the weapons, it quickly hopped over to the bone pile to watch more closely.

“Oh, you’re interested?” Jay smiled slyly, a sense of pride in his voice.