Hundreds Years After I Was Called Just Corpse, I’ve Become Strongest Undead When I Woke Up

Chapter 10: I was Eaten by the Tarrasque Lord

===A Certain Undead With Communication Disorder===

What's with that attack

I was standing still, shocked by the sudden attack from the red-haired woman who wore a set of clothing no different from underwear.

The ground caved in as if a meteorite had just crashed..

The impact of the attack reverberated through the air, and I felt my legs wobble as I lost my footing. The ground beneath me began to cave in

Although an undead like me couldn't feel pain from attacks that had no attributes, I still received damage from such a blow.

I tried to move my limbs, checking for any lasting damage.

As expected, not a scratch, as if nothing had happened.

There was not even a trace of an injury on my head, the place that received the brunt of the attack.

Like hell Just how tough is this mysterious undead body of mine?

Just Where in the hell did this MONSTER come from?

It received Estina-san's deathblow and yet It's completely uninjured.

The onlookers felt the color drain from their faces after seeing me come out unscathed from that barrage

Even though their upright postures and equipment suggested that they were adventurers, they were still scared shitless upon seeing me.

Upon closer inspection, I also saw the group of four from before, but they were trembling in fear like the others.

Even the red-haired woman who attacked me like a demon for no reason was standing stalk still, as if she couldn't believe what she saw just now.

Uhm Is this a chance for me?

Yes, a chance to communicate with them.

Thus, I tried to be positive and approached them with a friendly smile (at least I thought it was) on my face.

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

A few of those adventurers suddenly fell on their rears upon seeing my smile.

I wasn't scary, you kno~w?

Even though I was undead now, I used to be human, you kno~w?

And then, in that moment

UOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

A man with a large build suddenly leaped at me while raising a loud warcry.

Even though he was probably the oldest, judging from his snow-white hair, I could see from his bulging muscles that he had the most muscle mass amongst the others.

PALM EXPLOSIVE WAVE!!!

His fighting spirit burst out, spreading over me and ripping the man's clothes as he shouted.

~~~~~??!

Although that attack couldn't damage me, as usual, I was still blown away from the impact.

The force behind that attack was enough to send me flying several hundreds of meters, before I finally tumbled on the ground.

SoI am not even allowed to talk, huh.

Even though I was finally just a few meters away from them, they sent me back a few hundred meters again.

I mean, it was really depressing when people rejected you so cruelly like that.

Zun~

Wha-?

I suddenly felt a tremor right behind me.

I turned around right away and

?!

I saw the Giant Tarrasque standing right behind me.

Despite the distance that separated us, it felt like I was gazing up at a mountain from its base due to the Tarrasque's immense size.

As you might expect from a sub-species of dragon, the line of sharp fangs in its mouth was really intimidating.

Its eyes then met mine.

T-Thank

GURUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Maybe because it regarded me as something that was hindering its path, the Giant Tarrasque raised a loud, irritated warcry and suddenly stretched out its neck.

It opened its giant maw.

O-Oh cra

BAKU!

IT REALLY ATE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?!

My entire body got swallowed by the Giant Tarrasque.

===A Certain Middle Aged Gold Rank Adventurer===

The attack just now was, without a doubt, Estina's most powerful deathblow.

And yet, that undead was completely unscathed.

Just Where in the hell is this MONSTER coming from?

It received Estina-san's deathblow and yet remained uninjured.

Even the other top-class adventurers of this city shuddered after witnessing that unbelievable scene.

Even the proud Estina just stood still as if she lost the will to continue the fight.

After all, she knew better than everyone else

That white-haired undead's power was on a whole other plane of existence..

And then, in the middle of such a desperate situation.

UOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

A man charged toward that undead by himself as he raised a loud warcry.

It was none other than the guild master, Barud.

Stop, what in the world are you trying to do?

No matter how powerful he was, there was no way Barud could do anything against a being that even Estina could not wound.

PALM EXPLOSIVE WAVE!!!

The thing that came from Barud's body was a violent shockwave of his fighting spirit.

The undead won the receiving end was blown back and flew far away.

And the direction it flew was

Tarrasque Lord?!

We didn't even realize that the Tarrasque Lord had come so close to the city while our attention was entirely focused on that undead.

When the undead, who was unhurtas expectedgot on his feet again, the Tarrasque Lord was right behind him. It was as if that area became their battlefield.

Then, suddenly

The Tarrasque Lord opened its mouth and swallowed the undead whole.

The other adventurers suddenly raised a cheerful shout.

NOW! ALL PERSONNEL ATTACK THAT TARRASQUE LORD AND CHANGE ITS COURSE!!

Barud shouted at us.

Could it be that his aim was To send that undead flying toward the Tarrasque Lord?!

Thanks to its hard shell, barely any attack from outside could injure the Tarrasque Lord.

And attacking from the inside meant that adventurers must enter its body.

But that was equivalent to suicide.

The reason for this was because Tarrasque Lordsm as dragon-type monsters, had extremely tough bodies, both outside and inside.

That might be how their body was made to withstand their powerful breath attack from killing themself.

If we couldn't defeat that undead, then just let the Tarrasque Lord to do that job for us.

It was basically hitting two birds with one stone. All we had to do was make that Tarrasque Lord change its traveling direction.

To be able to come up with that plan in a critical moment

I had to give it to him, as expected of a guild master.

Just like our original plan, we spreaded out to drive away the Tarrasque Lord.

Most of us took the left side.

Standing in front of a Tarrasque was the most stupid thing an adventurer could do.It was practically asking to be eaten, just like what happened to the undead from before. That was why there were ironclad rules amongst the adventurers to take both of its flanks when dealing with a Tarrasque.

In addition, Tarrasques were really powerful when it came to withstanding frontal attacks, but the exact opposite could be said for attacks from the side.

Since we knew that our attacks wouldn't be able to leave a scratch on its shell, we focused our efforts on its head and limbs.

Moreover, only on the left side.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Although we barely scratched its skin, which was also tough on its own, the Tarrasque Lord hated it, thus it started tipping its body to the right.

Great, keep it up, the Tarrasque Lord's course has changed a bit!

Keep this pace when changing to the right si-!

To drive it back toward Demon's Den, we needed to attack until it turned around 180 degrees.

That moment.

Suddenly, when I thought that the Tarrasque Lord's movement came to a complete stop,

OAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!?

It screamed as if it was feeling the greatest pain in the world.

Did you hear any attacking sound before this?

Eh, it's body didn't seem to be damaged though?

Then, why did it scream In pain?

When we were puzzled by the sudden change of the situation,

BON!

Suddenly, one part of the Tarrasque Lord was blasted away.

EH?

I unintentionally stopped my hand from attacking. I was completely petrified seeing that scene, and even more surprised when I saw another part of its shell blast off again.

The fragments of blasted shell scattered around, and one piece fell right next to us.

OAAAAAAAAAAAAA~~~~~?!

The Tarrasque Lord moaned in pain. There was a huge, gaping hole on the side of its prided shell.

When I was still wondering what had happened, a hand burst out from inside of that hole, and the white-haired undead emerged.

He was drenched in a viscous liquid from head to toe. Despite his frown, I couldn't see a single scratch on his skin.

No way, did he actually break that hard shell from inside to get out?

Are you kidding me, I mean, that shell was supposed to be as tough as adamantine at worst, right?

Tarrasque Lord, who took great pride in its shell, soon ceased to move. It died all too easily, just like that.

It seemed that the damage from the white-haired undead was too powerful, to the point that even the Tarrasque Lord's insane amount of vitality was nothing compared to his absolute power.

This must be a dream Right?

M-Monster

Our party felt another wave of absolute despair. At this point, it had become an all-too-familiar feeling.

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