Time flies, and fifteen days have passed like grains of golden sand on the beach, slipping away through our fingers, no matter how hard we try to grasp them, they cannot be retrieved.

  For the death witch and magic book with a long life, these days are like an ordinary step in daily life, can be completely ignored. But for Tondon, it is the first most important stage of his life.

  Relying on the faint glow of the fluorescent moss, Tandon seized every second to boost his strength in this dimly lit city of forgotten memories.

  Loneliness, desolation, the death threat brought by the countless undead creatures, all these negative emotions were drowned in the vast amount of sweat pouring out from Downton, without causing a single ripple.

  In the backyard of the blacksmith's shop, a fierce and brutal fight is still going on.

  Seris accomplished her task admirably, luring in thirty-six ordinary ghouls, nearly filling half the courtyard.

  Thunderton wore a suit of light black knight armor, grasping a large goblin-slaying sword and fighting vigorously.

  Seris saw a large group of Corpse Eaters chasing after Downton and was anxious, casting her spell at the fastest speed to help him relieve the crisis.

  White phosphorus arrows shot out like a barrage of crossbow bolts, one after another, blasting into the ghoul crowd, splattering rotten flesh and piercing through numerous bodies.

  "Seris, your attack frequency is too fast, don't scatter them!" Danton dodged the ghoul's claw strike in front of him and cut off half its head with a knife.

  The repulsive force of the phosphorus arrow is not small, Seres' attack will scatter the ghouls, which will reduce Tondon's space to dodge.

  "Oh!" Serese responded with a bewildered expression, unclear as to why she was being scolded.

  "Idiot, a Ghoul without a Soul Seal hasn't even been born with intelligence, it's completely relying on instinct to hunt down prey. The monsters that were originally gathered around Tongdon will disperse." Hollander scolded.

  No. 3 and No. 4 served as meat shields, under Tonton's command, constantly moving to take positions, supplemented by his own retreats and runs, completely forming a 'V'-shaped defense that kept the ghouls within range in front of him.

  This way, Tandon will face no more than three ghouls at the same time, making the fight much easier.

  Seris disperses the ghoul, but it won't return to the group on its own and instead charges straight at Danton.

  "Number three, shift left three steps to cover the position! Number four, come back and defend closely, protect my right side!" Tang Don adjusted the position of the Corpse Eater Demon Servant in a timely manner while speeding up his retreat.

  The foremost ghoul let out a scream and pounced, but before it could get close, Tang Don chopped it down at the shoulder, slicing open half its chest cavity.

  The cannibal demon's sword was two meters long, with a slightly curved arc. Although the magic array on it had been damaged due to lack of maintenance for too long and could not be activated, as a high-quality mid-grade weapon, its sharpness was still unquestionable after careful polishing.

  Although it can't compare with Dragon Tooth, chopping up Corpse Eater is still effortless. After all, the battle axe is too heavy and can't be used frequently.

  "What you need to do is try to kill or repel the ghouls that have left the third and fourth intercepts, so they don't interfere with Tondon's running position." Holma pointed at Seres, deciding in her heart to give the Death Witch a supplement, teaching her some large-scale attack magic.

  All of us in the legal profession are like cannons, clearing the field is our first priority. Now we've actually fallen to the point where we're just assisting a close combat paladin, it's really too humiliating.

  Bang! No. 3 was knocked flying, before the Ghoul could charge, Tong Dun immediately stepped forward with a swift stride, swoosh, swoosh, two powerful slashes of his knife.

  A sharp and broad blade directly enveloped the two ghouls, cutting through their waists, and before their bodies had even fallen to the ground, Tong Dun fiercely kicked out with one foot, sending them flying forward.

  The momentum of the ghouls' charge was momentarily halted.

  No. 3 got up, quickly filling the gap, but Tang Dun noticed that its left leg was irregularly twisted, limping and moving with difficulty, which also slowed down its movement speed a lot.

  "Is it going to go bad?" Tanton retreated and yielded, estimating the changes of No. 3 and its impact on the battle situation, trying to control it within the smallest range possible.

  "After this wave, let's change our demonic servant!" Holma projected the words, filled with emotion.

  These fifteen days, Holma saw what was called crazy and perseverance, and for the first time knew that a person could actually work so hard.

  Danton slept no more than three hours a day, and when he was not killing ghouls, he meditated. Even eating was reduced to simple fare of bread, cheese, and smoked ham, except for the first day's big meal; he did not want to waste one second on such trivialities.

  The intense battle left Dantès drenched in sweat, which filled every corner of the backyard. He held on, but even the undead warrior, who had worn out five sets of heavy infantry armor, began to collapse.

  With only seven ghouls left, Number Three was completely done for. In one swing, his already battered arms were thoroughly broken, and he lost his balance, unable to defend himself as the swarming ghouls tore him to shreds.

  Ghouls have no wisdom and act solely on instinct; anyone who attacks them is an enemy, even if they are of the same kind.

  "We can't drag on any longer!" Tong Dun beheaded a Corpse Eater with one slash, and immediately reached into the emergency kit tied at his waist, pulling out a high-potency magical medicine.

  After replenishing the depleted magic, Tang Dun started to launch big moves one after another. The Giant Seal descended from the sky and blasted into the corpse-eating demon crowd, with flesh flying everywhere.

  One minute later, the battle ended, and Panting heavily, Danton leaned on his sword to rest on the ground and adjust his breathing.

  Seris floated over and handed her a water jug with a cute expression.

  In the backyard, those ghouls whose heads had not been smashed were still not dead, dragging their tattered bodies and crawling, but they no longer posed a threat.

  "I'm not thirsty, you rest for now, don't go summoning monsters." Tang Dong pushed away the Death Witch's hand and began to inspect the battlefield, finishing off the ghouls that hadn't died yet.

  The magic book floated in the air, absorbing the remnants of the soul. A wisp of purple mist drifted out from the corpse and was absorbed by it.

  "Are you taking a break or something? You've actually managed to exhaust even the undead, nerveless zombies. I'm worried about your body!" Holma's words weren't very harsh because she knew that Tondon was quite stubborn.

  "It's been ages since I told a story!" Serese nodded hastily, muttering to herself, "What about the Romeo and Juliet you promised?"

  As a ghostly undead, she was barely holding on, the frequent void magic headaches were constantly eroding her nerves, but it was precisely this high-intensity battle that allowed her strength to increase rapidly, and she had no pressure when facing a same-level ghoul alone.

  "Then take a half-day rest." Tong Dun, with a benevolent expression, walked to the side of No. 3 Corpse Eater and saw that it was struggling but couldn't get up, so he swung his knife and chopped off its head.

  "May your soul rest in peace in heaven!"

  Dangton blessed a sentence, preparing to return to the hiding point, suddenly saw that after Mo Dian absorbed the last wisp of soul residue, it burst out with dazzling red light like a meteor.

  "What's wrong with Homa?" Seres grasped Danton's arm tightly, looking at Modian worriedly.

  "It's unclear." Tandon shook his head, pulling Serese behind him and positioning Number Four in front of them, gripping his military sword with utmost vigilance. "If there's trouble, you run first, don't worry about me."

  "I won't leave you behind." Seres said firmly.

  "Do I look like a villain?" The glow dissipated quickly, as if it had never appeared at all. The magic book floated over and bumped against Tang Dong's forehead.

  "Can you hear me now?" Thaddeus, lost in thought, saw the subtext in the words projected by Holma.

  "Yes, I'm finally free from having to endure your terrible handwriting all over me." Holma let out a huge sigh of relief, as if she had just been liberated from hell.

  "Doesn't my handwriting look good?" Tang Don rolled his eyes, but deep down he was happy for Mo Dian, "Not bad, the stains on the cover seem to have decreased a bit too."

  "Hmph, still too slow, just enough for me to hear you speak, what's there to be proud of!" Holma was still sharp-tongued, but actually quite satisfied.

  It's been like this for a while, with waves of zombies being lured into the backyard and killed, over 200 times already. The number of kills is too high, and Tang Don has gotten lazy about keeping track.

  This ultra-efficient way of killing monsters also allowed Mo Tian to harvest a large number of soul fragments, and after repaying the debt to the cheap god, the remaining soul power contained in those fragments gave Mo Tian a weak repair.

  Although almost ninety-five percent of WeChat is still unusable, communication has become much more convenient, at least Tang doesn't have to write anymore.

  Along the rooftop, Danton and Seres returned to their little nest, embracing the Grimoire, starting dinner, enjoying a brief holiday.

  "No. 4 is also approaching its limit, let's replace it in advance to avoid problems during the battle and getting flustered." Mo Dian used magic detection to scan No. 4's body and found that multiple bones were covered with cracks, and muscle fibers were broken, extremely fragile.

  "Hmm, it's time to replenish the new undead. " Tondon tossed a clean apple to Seres, and couldn't help but feel depressed, "Only two demon servants are really too few, can't achieve complete defense, otherwise using a wave of flowing killing tactics, can be safer, and have more tactical options."

  "We can continue to recruit with the vengeful spirits' confessions!" The magic book fell onto the table, which was covered with thick and soft clothes, just as it had requested.

  "Oh? My soul power has reached the point where I can bring one more?" Tang Dun was excited.

  "You are too unaware of your own body." Holma criticized, "You have worked hard, so you have also received enough returns. The current soul seed is about to grow to the peak of the first rank of the soul."

  "Doesn't that mean I can advance at any time?" Tang Dun's heart beat faster, filled with anticipation for that realm.

  "At this speed, it will probably be within five days, so you must prepare for the impact of the second stage. The law of promotion is not a joke and will make you disappear in an instant." Holma warned.

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