The giant monster's strides were huge, and in the chase, it would occasionally insert its thick, large hands into the walls on the side of the street, directly using brute force to pry off a brick the size of a pomelo and hurl it at Seres with all its might.

  Bang! Bang!

  Like a barrage of stones from a catapult, the rocks pelted Seres, whizzing past her and smashing into the ground, shattering completely.

  Whoa, a stone bullet hit Seres from behind, passing through her back, the force of the blow even blew up her long hair.

  Seris let out a terrified shriek, her innate abilities unleashing a mournful wail that was as sharp and piercing as the sound of waves, rapidly spreading in all directions.

  Although Seres is an undead witch with a soul-like physique that can exempt her from part of the physical attack, she will still be injured if she suffers from the attack for a long time.

  There are many magic stones stored in the cargo, Tang Dun rushed up, and even one-twentieth was not consumed.

  Mo Tian opened the war space and loaded all the containers and weapons on the ground back in a hurry, then floated towards Tong Dun.

  "Isn't it a waste to damage a shield and a set of armor every time you advance?" Tang Don couldn't help but complain, the shield was twisted, and the 'Hundred-Man Warrior' on his body was also tattered, greatly reducing its defensive power. Moreover, the cost of repairing it would almost be enough to buy a new suit of leather armor.

  "Be content, when you reach a higher level, even excellent or perfect equipment will be consumed in large quantities to resist the impact of lower elements." Holma projected text, "You're also a wealthy owner of an underground city, don't be so petty."

  "The aristocratic family doesn't have any leftover grain either, and besides, we haven't even taken over the underground city yet."

  Danton was just venting, he wasn't a petty person himself, otherwise he wouldn't have generously given the four-person magic stone to Hannah on Hamlet's good face.

  "Leave here first, the momentum of the elemental strike is too great. Robinson may have discovered you and is rushing over." The Magic Book urged.

  "Hmm!" Dongdong jumped onto the wall and was about to leave from the rooftop when he was suddenly called back by Homa.

  "Wait."

  "What's wrong?" Tong Dun bowed his body and looked around.

  "Seris is in trouble, quick, summon the spectral steed." The magical tome projected a red arrow indicating the direction.

  Tang Dun jumped onto Chang Street, took out his riding badge, and infused it with magic.

  The crescent moon unicorn burst out from inside, Tang Dun stepped on the stirrup, turned over and got on the horse, and slapped the horse's buttocks hard.

  The unicorn immediately galloped away.

  At a slight distance, Tandon couldn't hear the wail of death, but the ancient magic book could feel that wave of magical fluctuations, thus confirming her identity. After all, in Borusna, apart from Serese, Horma hadn't seen another Death Nymph yet.

  It's no wonder that the soul badge of the Elf Craft is perfectly preserved with all the characteristics of the Unicorn in front, especially its speed, not weakening at all.

  In a few breaths, Tong Dun had already rushed across the 100-meter-long street, and the oncoming airflow was so strong that it almost made him unable to open his eyes.

  Even in a sprinting state, the unicorn's running posture is very stable, and with Tang Dunton's not-so-familiar horse riding skills, there's no need to worry about falling off.

  The magic book had fallen to Tandon's chest, and after turning several corners, he finally saw Seres when Holma was about to spontaneously combust.

  A long string of large, fiery characters suddenly shot out, swaying beautifully like fireworks, and appeared in the sky above the street.

  "Seris, you're a Death Witch who can float, and yet you're being chased by a group of vengeful spirits to the point where you're fleeing in disarray. Are you an idiot? You need to study harder! Your vacation for this year is completely cancelled!"

  "Downton!"

  As soon as Seres saw Tandon riding a unicorn, her face was filled with surprise and she had just shouted when she saw the furious text projected by Horma.

  The Death Witch's expression suddenly turned cowardly, lowering her head, just like an ostrich deceiving itself, not daring to greet again.

  "Ditch that burlap sack!" Danton yelled at the top of his lungs. Serese's pace didn't pick up, completely because of this huge bag, judging by her strained expression, it was absolutely no less than fifty pounds.

  If it weren't for her skill in floating magic, Seres would have been caught long ago, drenched in sweat as she was.

  "But, but inside there's..." Serenity was cut off by Tangdon.

  "Get rid of it immediately."

  Dangton was anxious, his voice stern for the first time, even if it contained a divine artifact, it wasn't as important as Serese's life.

  Behind the Death Witch are eight massive undead abominations known as Stitched, created by the Lich to be war puppets born for slaughter!

  The Lich's minions collect human corpses and send them to the abhorrent workshop, where they are cut and trimmed into blocks of flesh of different specifications. Then, using a 'stitching magic thread' soaked in various special potions, the blocks of flesh are stitched together into a humanoid form.

  The assembled abominations would then be sent to the altar, where they would undergo a dark ritual and have the essence of the dead infused into their bodies by necromancers, who would impart simple commands before sending them off to await deployment in war chariots, ready to take to the battlefield at a moment's notice.

  Out of hatred for humans and human-like beings, undead are generally assembled from their corpses, but actually any biological corpse can be used.

  These hateful warriors were instilled with the command to obey, to kill, and to crush all enemies. They had no fear, no pain, and no mercy, making them the most fearless and ruthless fighters on the battlefield.

  Creating a regular Abomination Warrior requires various materials and labor, with an average value of one million gold coins. If not for the high production cost, they can absolutely replace Skeleton Warriors as the best cannon fodder.

  Of course, no commander would waste such a hateful force like this anyway.

  Their robust bodies, powerful strength, and focused combat will made the Sewn Hates one of the most formidable infantry on the Western Continent. Even without wearing armor, they can withstand the charge of most cavalry with their physical strength alone.

  Tangdon had read about it in Irene's "War History", the strongest hatred legion in history, all wearing heavy armor, holding iron chains and large battle axes.

  They were invincible in the abyss, and their battles were always victorious. Even the super-tiered demonic creatures of the deep, such as the Deep Abyssal Monsters and the giant dragons, had been slaughtered by them in the tens of thousands. The severed heads piled up into a gigantic triumphal arch.

  The adventurers did not find the triumphal arch on the Western Continent, it is said that because the monarch of the Withered Surface liked this triumphal arch and moved it back to his own palace, placing it above the King's Plaza.

  Detestable due to their massive body and the craftsmanship steps involved in making them, they have a relatively slow movement speed, which is also one of their obvious drawbacks.

  "Get rid of the bag immediately." Holma was also furious, and the magic flames were burning fiercely.

  Seris couldn't understand the situation at all. These hateful speeds weren't slow, enough to keep up with her. Except for the Death Witch holding a heavy burlap sack that didn't know what was inside, there was also a green swift light ring flashing under their feet, which increased their speed by at least three times.

  Fortunately, the Swift Halo is bestowed upon them, and among these abominations, there are no undead creatures like Jackson who have already unlocked higher intelligence.

  Although the Abhorrents are similar to golems and have low intelligence, because they contain the cores of the dead, as time passes, absorbing magical energy, sensing external environments, and constantly interacting, it is possible for their wisdom to be awakened. The combat strength of such conscious Abhorrents is terrifying just thinking about it.

  Serres dropped the bag and immediately picked up a lot of speed.

  "Calm down, don't rush in, you can't beat them," Holma dissuaded. "Wait for her here."

  Dangton reined in his horse and stopped abruptly, knowing that if he got too close, he would be surrounded by hatred and have no chance of escape.

  Morden opened a portal to the Warzone and released four Ghoul Marauders. He handed Tordon a round shield and a one-handed axe.

  Upon seeing a human suddenly appear, the trolls immediately launched an attack. Their large hands directly tore down a stone brick from the wall and smashed it towards the unicorn.

  Dondarrion led the wight to commit suicide, buying time for Sersei's escape. Before he could take over the shield, the stone was already coming down.

  Lightly tapping the horse's belly, making the unicorn turn around, Tandon's right arm met a stone that couldn't be dodged and swung out heavily.

  Bang.

  The stone was knocked flying, and Tandon's arm was numbed by the shock, making him grit his teeth.

  The ghouls and Seres crossed paths, immediately colliding with the detestable creature. However, they didn't even have a chance to play a supporting role, as three of them were directly knocked flying by the tall and large detestable creature. One was even more miserable, being grabbed by the detestable creature's hand on its head, and used as a human cannonball, thrown back fiercely.

  A ghoul swooped down half a street away, thudded to the ground beside Tongdon, and sent up a great cloud of dust.

  Living up to its reputation as a killing puppet made for war, it stood at three meters tall, with powerful limbs that charged forward like a chariot, unstoppable.

  Looking at the detestable door board-like war knife in his hand, Tang Dun's eyes were filled with fervor.

  "These guys should be considered undead creatures, so they can also be controlled by Undead Confession, right?" Tong Dun licked his lips, detesting the idea of being a meat shield more than being a ghoul, "Their intelligence is simple, it should be easier to confess them, shouldn't it?"

  "On the contrary, their intelligence comes from the nuclei of the dead in their bodies, belonging to the category of assembled bodies. Even if you release 10,000 vengeful spirits, it's useless." Holma shattered Danton's fantasy.

  "How can you have them? Aren't you the Great Encyclopedia? There must be a way!" Danton didn't give up, this towering and majestic hatred, clad in heavy armor, was like a fortress, its appearance was extremely overbearing, taking it out would be totally cool.

  "Blow them up, then rewrite the commands in the core of the dead." The Magic Book indeed had a way, and not just one. "If you can find the hateful workshops that made them, I can even make those war chariots' hatred into your servants."

  "It's been so long since he came back, it seems that Pire also got killed. How detestable! No matter who you are, this time you're absolutely dead for sure." Robinson had a ferocious look on his face, and when the elemental strike occurred and white tornadoes appeared in the sky, he started running towards this direction.

  ......

  Looking at the pitiful number of monthly tickets, I'm really disheartened and feeling down. However, despite being insufficient, I'll continue to update with all my might. I believe that eventually, I will move you!