Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone-Chapter 283 - 244: Sorry, I Couldn’t Let Your Skeleton Enjoy It Fully
His gaze sharpened and his breathing quickened as he entered a state of high alert. Everything around him seemed to blur, leaving only the skeleton before him and the sword in his hand in sharp focus.
Fang Zhou saw that Lu Renjia was ready for battle and signaled to him, "Senior Brother Lu, I’m about to begin the attack."
Then, he lightly waved the Magic Staff in his hand, conveying a thought to Olaf.
Attack!
Due to power limitations, the Olaf summoned by the main body had only mastered the Berserker’s Golden Body Series skills available to a Middle Rank Apprentice. Despite this, even when facing the Upper Apprentice Lu Renjia, Olaf was by no means inferior in terms of the number of skills it possessed or its mastery over them. The difference in their strength was merely a single minor rank and the innate disadvantage Olaf had in its Combat Power Coefficient due to being a skeleton.
However, in this battle, Olaf was not fighting alone. Surrounding it were 59 other skeleton kin. Together, they provided Olaf with a powerful energy boost from the Crowned with Death skill. This energy converged into a surging force, making Olaf’s aura exceptionally strong—enough to contend with Lu Renjia.
When Fang Zhou issued the attack command, Olaf was instantly ready. It bent its legs slightly, its entire skeletal frame pulled taut like a fully drawn bow. With the command given, Olaf shot forward like an arrow loosed from its string, sprinting toward Lu Renjia.
During its charge, it activated the Berserker’s Frenzy skill. A dark red light instantly enveloped its body, pushing its speed and strength to an unprecedented peak.
Among the spectators, all eyes were fixed on Lu Renjia. As the Upper Apprentice with the advantage, Lu Renjia naturally would not retreat. He let out a thunderous roar, gripping the Apprentice’s Greatsword tightly in his hand. He then activated his own Charge skill, surging toward Olaf like a gale. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
The two figures collided at an astounding speed, and the intense shockwaves seemed to reverberate through the air. Accompanied by a deafening boom, their weapons clashed for the first time, unleashing a stunning amount of force.
The Berserker’s Double Axe and the Apprentice’s Greatsword clashed again and again. Each impact was accompanied by the sharp sound of colliding metal and a spray of sparks.
Olaf’s combat style was as simple and deadly as the Double Axe it wielded. Every attack it landed or endured stoked the fires of fury hidden within it. When its fury reached its peak, it could manipulate this energy at will, not only enhancing its attack capabilities but also boosting the effects of its other skills to unprecedented levels of power.
[Taunt] was an indispensable part of Olaf’s battle strategy.
[Frenzy Golden Body] was the symbol of Olaf’s defense, an impregnable barrier. In the heat of battle, it buried its rage deep within, causing its Defense Power to become increasingly astonishing. Under Lu Renjia’s fierce Brutal Strikes, Olaf’s [Frenzy Golden Body] was like an insurmountable wall. All attacks seemed to be absorbed, their power converted into fuel that hastened Olaf’s transformation into its [Berserk] state.
[Berserk] was Olaf’s ultimate form. When its long-accumulated fury finally overflowed, it detonated this stored power without a moment’s hesitation. At that instant, its body seemed to be enveloped by a mysterious energy. Every swing of its axe carried the force of an overturning mountain and a churning sea.
At the Apprentice Stage, Olaf hadn’t mastered any active offensive skills. Nevertheless, relying on its skilled combat experience and high proficiency with the Berserker’s Double Axe, every swing it made seemed to carry the weight of ten thousand pounds. To everyone’s surprise, it was completely overwhelming Lu Renjia.
Although Lu Renjia was not to be underestimated—his Brutal Strike had been the nightmare of countless Demons—his attacks seemed pale and powerless before Olaf. Olaf’s [Frenzy Golden Body] rendered Lu Renjia’s every attempt futile, and even served to accelerate its own path to [Berserk]. After several failed attacks, Lu Renjia found himself at a significant disadvantage.
As the battle continued, he discovered he was losing control of the field. The initial equilibrium was slowly dissolving, replaced by a disadvantage that grew more pressing with every passing moment. Realizing the situation was grim, Lu Renjia knew that continuing this direct confrontation would put him in an extremely unfavorable position. He quickly steadied his breathing, preparing to use his Charge skill to create distance from Olaf, hoping to regroup and devise a new strategy.
However, at that critical moment, Olaf’s Soul Fire blazed intensely, unleashing a taunting aura. This aura was like an invisible shackle that directly assaulted Lu Renjia’s Spirit, stoking his battle lust. Under the influence of the Taunt skill, the fury in Lu Renjia’s heart was instantly ignited. Once calm and composed, his blood now boiled, and he lost control of his emotions.
Just as Lu Renjia tried to forcibly activate his Charge skill, he found his body was no longer under his control. His energy fell into turmoil, and the skill failed to cast.
This fatal mistake gave Olaf the perfect opportunity. It seized the chance without hesitation. Steadily advancing, it wielded the Berserker’s Double Axe to methodically drive Lu Renjia into a corner, leaving him no chance for a comeback.
Lu Renjia was a human warrior whose cultivation had reached the Upper Apprentice rank, while Olaf was just a feeble Middle Rank Apprentice skeleton. However, empowered by the Crowned with Death skill, Olaf’s four-dimensional attributes of strength, agility, constitution, and Spirit were all significantly enhanced, completely compensating for its inferior racial Combat Power Coefficient. This transformation gave Olaf an absolute advantage in battle, allowing it to thoroughly dominate Lu Renjia.
The sharp clang of weapons clashing echoed incessantly across the battlefield. Lu Renjia gasped for air, sweat streaming down his forehead and soaking his clothes. He desperately searched for an opportunity to counterattack, hoping to turn the tables. But Olaf was like a flawlessly precise combat machine. Every attack and defense was calculated perfectly, leaving no exploitable openings. On the contrary, Lu Renjia’s repeated attempts to counterattack only exposed more of his own weaknesses.
Finally, Olaf seized its moment. With a deft clamp, twist, and spin of its double axes, it expertly disarmed Lu Renjia, sending the Apprentice’s Greatsword clattering to the ground. Unarmed and bare-fisted, Lu Renjia clearly couldn’t contend with the axe-wielding Olaf and could only manage a few clumsy parries. Facing Olaf’s relentless assault, he began to falter, each step becoming a monumental effort.
Just then, Fang Zhou keenly perceived the shift in the situation. He promptly transmitted a thought to Olaf, ordering it to halt its attack and call a temporary truce. With Fang Zhou’s intervention, Olaf stopped its offensive rhythm, and the storm of battle subsided.
Seeing Olaf finally retreat, Lu Renjia allowed himself to relax slightly. In that moment, he felt utterly exhausted in both mind and body. Unable to support himself any longer, he unsteadily sank to the ground, gasping heavily. His body trembled from the intensity of the fight, and sweat dripped like fine rain from his forehead, soaking the collar of his shirt.
After some time, his ragged breathing gradually calmed, and he managed to recover a bit of strength. His cheeks were flushed red, clearly from the deep chagrin he felt over his poor performance. He looked up at Fang Zhou with a bitter smile. "My apologies, Fang Zhou. I’m just too weak. I couldn’t even give your skeleton warrior a proper fight. I’m sorry to have spoiled the mood."
Seeing Senior Brother Lu in such a state, as if his conviction was about to shatter, Fang Zhou couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity. He walked over, squatted down, and gently patted Lu Renjia’s shoulder, as if trying to lend him some strength.
"Senior Brother Lu, there’s no need to blame yourself like this."







