"Die!" Robinson quickly backed away, leaning against the wall, dodging the charging unicorn as his staff swung, ready to cast another spell.

  But in the next second, a sharp death wail arrived, piercing his eardrum.

  Robinson's heart contracted violently, almost stopping, and then he felt as if he had been struck on the head with a wolf-toothed club, becoming dizzy, and the scene before his eyes turned into double images.

  The combat instincts took effect at this moment, and the five soul shields all popped out. Even the defensive ring he was carrying was infused with magic, activating the shield.

  In an instant, Robinson was enveloped by a dense magical shield.

  Boom!

  The giant's seal chopped onto a shield, directly crushing it. As Tang Don's rank increased, the giant's martial arts attack power also increased.

  Seris also cast Magic Gust, her staff aimed at Robinson, and shot out her signature Phosphorus Rocket.

  "And accessories!" Tang Don roared, and the ring seized from Tony shot out a first-class lightning bolt of war, counterattacking the enemy.

  The young merchant's shield was on the verge of collapse, three spiritual shields collapsed, making him look terrified.

  Seris was a half-beat too slow, and the unicorn had already dragged two people past Robinson's side, opening up distance that made it impossible for her to attack.

  Robinson endured the headache, swung his staff and shot out a fireball, unfortunately hitting Seris's shield, not even splashing any ripples.

  Dundon saw that Robinson's shield had not disappeared and abandoned his plan to use the Star Shift for a sneak attack.

  "Next time, I'll kill you!" Robinson cursed at the back of Downton, then took a deep look at the Death Witch and quickly flipped over the wall, jumping into the courtyard.

  Eight hatefuls have already caught up, and even if Robinson successfully shoots and kills Tongdon, he won't be able to escape the stitched monster's pursuit. That monster is a super meat shield.

  Although reluctantly, Robinson could only swallow his bitter disappointment and leave the scene.

  "That guy is tough." Seeing the young merchant retreat with a look of disgust, Holma praised him and said, "He's absolutely a strong enemy, you'd better be careful."

  "He's a celebrity in Morning Mist Town, not yet twenty years old, and has earned tens of millions through his own efforts. Could he be an idiot?" Tang Dong had never underestimated Robinson; if he hadn't been focused on making money, his cultivation level would probably have risen even higher.

  People like Liszt are born with a silver spoon in their mouth, and their status is built up with a lot of resources. Their talent is at least one level lower than Robinson's.

  "You need to quickly resolve the troubles of the Dagger Mine and Lester, hurry up and upgrade your rank." After meeting Robinson, Holma was uncertain about the ownership of the underground city.

  "I won't lose to him." Danton gripped the reins tightly, knowing that there was no room for compromise between him and Robinson, and only one of them would walk away from this fight alive.

  With the help of the unicorn, Downton finally got rid of the hated pursuit and entered a hiding den. Because of his heartache for the magic stone, he did not use the transmission array to transfer again.

  "Go to the Grand Library!" The Magic Dictionary shot out a beam of light and unfolded into a Gothic-style light gate.

  Downton and Serres stepped in, appearing in the white grand hall built of Paradise Starstone, with rows of stone staircases stretching out, at the end of which stood magnificent gates filled with wisdom and cultural atmosphere.

  A faint recitation sound, like a drop of rain into the lake, rippled out wave after wave in the air.

  Having stepped over 267 steps of famous sayings, Tang Zheng once again stood in front of the gate of wisdom.

  He glanced at the statue of a young man holding a book, silently reciting the motto on the cover "Books carry wisdom, wisdom gives birth to civilization", and Tang Don walked in thoughtfully.

  Inside the grand library, a serene and peaceful atmosphere prevails. Warm sunlight pours through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a glow on the wooden floor and long tables made of cedar wood, with some sunbeams drifting about.

  Before Tongdon walked into the borrowing area, two book spirits with wings like dragonflies suddenly appeared in the air. They sat on a thick book, next to which floated a white goose feather pen and a slightly yellowed sheepskin paper.

  "'A Thousand Common Potion Configurations', 'Primary Magical Configuration Examples', just these two." Having already gained experience, Tongdon immediately reported the book names. He had memorized quite a few potions and was now preparing to take a look at potion configuration knowledge before personally operating it.

  "Check out accepted!"

  The Book Spirit's crisp voice fell, the goose quill pen tapped twice, and the pen tip appeared with some black ink, which then wrote on the beautiful sheepskin paper printed with purple gold flower decorations.

  Elegant and magnificent flame-like characters flowed out from the pen, the title of the book was written, twinkling like stars for a moment, then the corresponding book would fly out from the 30-meter-high bookshelf and finally stop beside the borrower.

  "Return the book after borrowing, take good care of it, otherwise you will be punished!"

  After finishing a dozen or so reminders, the book spirit disappeared with a "poof" into the library.

  "What's wrong?" Downton asked, seeing Seres was still hesitating.

  Seris looked at Mo Tian with a timid glance and lowered her head, her two slender index fingers twisting together again.

  "Aren't you interested in making abominations? The craftsmanship isn't that difficult, I was thinking of having Seres study the 'Abomination Creation and Assembly Guide'." Holma explained, "But she's a bit resistant to it."

  "But, but that's a corpse-stitched monster, how dirty, how disgusting, how terrifying!" Seres' toes drew circles on the clean floor, her head hung even lower.

  "I've never seen a priest who's afraid of corpses." Holma was puzzled, although she knew Seres was still a young girl, but that wasn't the reason, "If you can't even overcome this, what about higher-level demon dissection and undead dissection, what do you plan to do?"

  "Come on, let's give her a psychological adaptation process!" Tang Dun patted Serese's head and changed the subject. "Speaking of which, hatred can't be produced by natural evolution, so who created them? That black-robed wizard?"

  "No matter who it is, the appearance of hatred means that there is a complete hatred workshop in the underground castle. As long as Seres is familiar with the craftsmanship and process, she can completely assemble hatred using the corpse of the devourer, and build an army of hatred for you." Holma was very strict, but not unfeeling, looking at Seres' appearance, it gave up, "Forget it, this plan will be put on hold for now."

  "Dangton, Holma, you're so good!" Serese was delighted, and she hugged the magic book tightly, putting it on her cheek, just like a little cat, rubbing affectionately.

  "By the way, what exactly did you do? How did you get yourself into this mess of being pursued with hatred and murder?" Tang Don thought of the hemp bag that Seris couldn't bear to throw away.

  "Oh dear, my treasure." Seres cried out, revealing a regretful expression. "I was bored staying alone, so I wandered around randomly and happened to find that the giant dragon guarding the grand cathedral wasn't there. So I snuck in quietly, and just as I found some good stuff, those hateful creatures discovered me... Waaah, if you guys hadn't come quickly, I would've been dead."

  "Don't cry!" Mo Tian bumped Seris' forehead, "Do you know who gave the hateful Swift Light Ring?"

  "I didn't see, I was just trying to escape with my life."

  Seris felt that she had messed up a lot of things, and didn't dare to look directly at Mo Tian. Her voice became smaller and smaller, her head hung lower and lower, and two fingers habitually entwined together.

  "Don't think too much, what's most important to us is that you're safe." Danton tapped his index finger on the magic book and smiled, "Homa didn't say it out loud, but he was really worried about you, he was the first one to notice that you were in danger."

  "Hmph, this foolish apprentice, I'm not interested. Holma bumped Serese's forehead, 'What are you still dazing about? Go and study, for these ten days, don't even think about sleeping.'"

  Seris's expression suddenly fell.

  Tang Dun found a seat by the window, opened the book and quickly entered a state of study.

  In the grand library, there were over a million books on alchemy alone, covering almost every aspect. Of course, some higher-level knowledge was beyond Tangdon's clearance and couldn't be borrowed, but he could still access tens of thousands of basic texts, which had already benefited him greatly.

  When he encountered something he didn't understand, Tang Don didn't directly ask the magic book that was more perfect than a large encyclopedia, but instead looked it up by himself. Only when he really couldn't understand did he go to ask Holma for guidance.

  Holmes was very satisfied with Tang Dun's performance, the desire for knowledge and exploration like suffocation, yearning to breathe, as well as that state of being fully absorbed, even often forgetting to eat, made him extremely pleased.

  "That dragon guard potion might be successfully configured soon." Holma suddenly felt that Tong Dun might really achieve remarkable success in the field of magical medicine.

  Seris didn't slack off, with a hardworking Danton as her goal, the Death Sorceress felt she was too weak and also started to work hard.

  Of course, the most important reason is still the strict supervision of Mo Dian at all times. Its elemental arms are all holding whips, and during this period, it hasn't spared Selena from being whipped.

  In the mine, Tangdon didn't show up all day, making the miners uneasy. The excitement from last night when he took down Osborn, the big foreman, also cooled down quickly.

  "Could Downton be afraid of revenge and ran away?"

  This rumor spread all around, especially in the late afternoon when people were about to get off work. The atmosphere of panic reached its peak because the big bosses would definitely come to collect the mining tax.

  The miners couldn't help but worry that once Darton left and the new foreman took over, they would have to pay double or even triple the amount of mining tax as punishment, which was absolutely unbearable torture.

  "Mr. Downton won't abandon us, he must have something to attend to and will be back temporarily." A young confidant who followed Mr. Downton into the building yesterday stood up and shouted out loud.

  "Haha, look at these poor worms." Cook led a group of people into the collection site, looking at the miners with a sneer, "Let me tell you, if you don't hand over five times the ore tax today, no one will be allowed to leave the mine. Even if you die from exhaustion, you'll still have to dig for me."

  Most of the miners fell silent, only the confidant from just now shouted out, "Want to talk about mining taxes? Go tell our Tang Don work leader!"

  "Break his legs!" Cook ordered, and immediately five thugs rushed out from behind him, pounced on the confidant, and knocked him down with a beating.

  "What about Tang Dong? Haha, how can a dead man speak? Let me tell you, the big bosses have joined forces and gathered more than 20 mages to deal with Tang Dong. As soon as he appears, he's done for." Cook's hearty laughter was suddenly replaced by a blood-curdling scream.

  A stone as big as a walnut hit his head and blood flowed out.

  "Who did it? Get out!" Cook's face twisted in anger, his eyes bulging with rage, especially when he saw the bloody handprint.

  The miners' gaze turned towards the tunnel, a tall figure appeared in their line of sight.