"How much of this thick demonic energy can they absorb in the underground city? Now I just hope they don't advance any further, or it will be even harder to kill." Tang Don called out to the Ghoul Servant through his soul power. "As for those treasures, as long as Robinson and the others don't go out, they won't be able to spend them."

  Bang! Wearing a suit of heavy armor, No. 3 burst through the rotten door and walked out amidst flying wood chips.

  "This must be Seres' masterpiece!" Holma threw the words as she gazed at the armor covered in rust with strange paintings drawn on it.

  "You'd better listen to me, writing is really too much trouble." After checking No. 3, Tang didn't find any signs of fighting, so he let it and No. 4 guard the backyard, and he walked towards the bedroom.

  "It depends on your efficiency in collecting soul fragments." Holma felt like rolling her eyes, "Do you think I'd be willing to have people scribbling all over my body? And your handwriting is ugly beyond measure, completely lacking in aesthetics!"

  "I was wrong!" Downton hastily surrendered, otherwise Horma would continue to speak, although he knew it was harmless, but his sharp tongue really made people feel depressed.

  "Hmph, good thing you know!" Holma floated into the bedroom with a swaying motion.

  Although Downton had seen it many times before, this scene was still a bit eerie in the dimly lit underground city.

  Put down the backpack, Tandon took off the whale-wood wristband on his wrist and hid it inside.

  "Cerise will definitely get a surprise!" Tang Don thought of the Death Witch rummaging through her backpack, feeling that the gift was still not enough, so he opened up the war space again and took out ten large cargo boxes, which were all filled with clothes, food, and various daily necessities.

  "Take out the magic stones as well." Holma can completely control the war space, but doesn't want Tondon to think it's overstepping its bounds, so she makes a proposal.

  "You wouldn't be thinking of using it when I'm meditating, would you?" Looking at the bronze giant handing over a box containing magic stones, Tang Don guessed the reason.

  "No amount of gold can buy back time, and that's what you're lacking the most right now," Holma said coldly. "Although the concentration of magical energy in the dungeon is five times higher than in Morning Dew Town, gathering them would still be a waste of time with low efficiency. Using magic stones can speed things up significantly."

  "This is worth tens of thousands of gold coins!" Tang Dun felt a little heartache, he used to be just a poor ordinary citizen, and such luxury was beyond his means.

  "Tomorrow, go and clear out the monsters in the bank and that duke's mansion. The treasure inside is all yours, enough to buy many magic stones." Holma complained about Tondon's small-mindedness, "You don't seize every opportunity to advance your rank and increase your strength now, when the Robinson trio finds you, there will be only one dead end."

  "They should be excitedly attacking the important buildings in the dungeon right now, who would care about me? Besides, they probably thought I was already dead."

  Downton muttered to himself, but in fact he understood that what Homma said was right. The gold coins were no longer a problem.

  The down comforter's backing had rotted away, and the filling of down feathers inside had decayed into a lump, emitting a foul odor.

  Tang Dun didn't mind, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out the magic stone, arranged it in a circle around him, put the magic book on his knees, and then closed his eyes.

  Concentrate your mind and calm your breath, keeping it at a steady frequency, meditating on the image of the Holy Angel in your mind.

  The soul seed begins to release soul energy, and as time passes, it grows more and more, overflowing from the body, gradually condensing into a cherry-sized white soul energy sphere.

  Stretching and extending, as if carved by an invisible engraving knife, a female angel slowly takes shape, and then begins to absorb the free magic in space.

  Too much magical energy gathered, almost materializing, forming a piece of pure white feathers on the back of the Holy Angel, forming a beautiful pair of wings.

  When his wings are full, the white feathers will fall off, shoot into Tang Dun's body, merge in, and then transform into magic energy, allowing him to absorb it.

  One after another, eighteen soul angels appeared in less than two months, increasing from the initial twelve by six, a change that can be described as incredibly fast.

  To know how much magical energy a Soul Angel can absorb with one 'Wingfall', it's enough to rival Robinson's contemplation for half an hour.

  "If it weren't for the fact that magic drills are too scarce and precious, I'd even want you to use this one up." Holma sighed.

  Epic-level rare meditation technique, a large number of magic stones, plus Tang Dun's own excellent physique and talent, made his cultivation speed progress very quickly, but even so, Holma was still not satisfied.

  "The time is not waiting for me, I must quickly kill the Robinson trio and conquer this underground city!" Holma thought about her future plans, arranging a schedule, just like a diligent private secretary.

  A large amount of magical energy converged under the frantic absorption of eighteen Soul Angels, and due to its high concentration, starlight-like spots flashed incessantly. The entire bedroom was like a swarm of fireflies, with a soft glow that shone like a beautiful painting, exquisitely beautiful beyond compare.

  "Downton, you're back?" The Death Fairy floated back into the backyard, saw No. 4, and immediately rejoiced, rushing towards the bedroom.

  "Silence, don't disturb his contemplation." Mo Tian hastily cast a shadowy message to stop Seris.

  The dead witch still wore the same tattered dress, floating one meter above the ground, her teeth biting her red lips, her head lowered, and her two slender white index fingers intertwined, on the verge of tears.

  "Don't be disappointed, Tang Dun has bought you a gift, go take a look!"

  Lady Mary saw that Sibyl had no injuries, so she was relieved. This meant that she hadn't encountered the Robinson trio. As for what happened during this time, with Downton's caution, after waking up, she would definitely ask questions, and there was no need to make a fuss about it.

  "Is it in here?" Seres immediately smiled and rushed to Tang Dun's backpack, then looked at Holma nervously, "Can I really open it?"

  "You can have a day off!" Holma originally wanted to supervise the Death Witch's meditation, but seeing her happily packing her backpack, she gave up.

  "I want!" Seres shouted anxiously, then quickly closed her mouth, glanced at Tang Dun, made sure he didn't wake up, and took out everything in her backpack, neatly arranging them on the ground.

  Apart from the whalebone necklace given by Barak, Downton also picked out a few of the most exquisite tribal-style jewelry from his goods, preparing a surprise for the Death Witch.

  Time flew by quickly, and Tandon's meditation also reached its limit.

  The shadow of the soul angel in the bedroom began to thin out, and disappeared one after another within less than five minutes. Tong Dun took a deep breath, his lungs were inflated, and then he exhaled.

  Ah, the remaining magical energy in his chest cavity was expelled with his breath, shimmering in the dimly lit room like a silver galaxy.

  The Soul Seed has grown again and increased Tang Dong's total magical energy by nearly one-fifth.

  Serres was sucking on a piece of pale yellow cheese, half her body buried in the crate, surrounded by scattered clothes and food.

  "How are you feeling?" Holma saw that Danton was in good spirits and immediately urged, "Let's get started, go hunt the Corpse Eater."

  "Isn't this too much? Are you a ruthless vampire supervisor?" Tang Dun teased, "Can I catch my breath?"

  "You'll have plenty of time to breathe later, don't make me get the riding crop ready." Holma sized up Danton, contemplating giving him a good flogging, guessing it would feel great.

  "Downton, are you awake?" Serres exclaimed, floating over, but quickly stopped and picked up her clothes with an embarrassed expression. "I'll get dressed right away, oh dear, it was always the maid who did it before, I really didn't mean to make a mess!"

  "Never mind them, did you like the gift I sent you?" Downton stood up and patted the dust off his pants. "Now that I've seen you're all right, I can rest easy."

  "I love it!" Serese stroked the natural ornament on her left wrist, which made her skin look even whiter and more flawless against the dark background of the whalebone.

  There were many jewels in the underground castle, Seres collected a big pile of them. Although they are more valuable than this chain, but the meaning is different, it was given by Tondon, it's the first gift she got after becoming the Death Witch and getting reborn.

  "Have an apple, it's sweet." Danton handed her a fruit and stroked her long hair with affection.

  A faint chill in her touch, it turns out the Death Nymph didn't have a body temperature after all.

  "Mmm!" Seres opened her small mouth and took a bite, thinking of his brother, tears flowed down uncontrollably, no one had been so good to her since the city was destroyed.

  "After a while, I'll introduce you to Irene and you two will definitely become good friends. Oh, by the way, all these things are for you, take whatever you like." Danton pulled out a copper-cased pocket watch and took a look, "Dinner time is almost here, I'll make you a Western-style feast."

  "Too wonderful!" Serene floated, circling around Tanton with her skirt flying.

  "Has anything special happened during the time I was away?" Danton found a crate filled with food and put aside the urging of the magic book.

  "No, little Tofu is short of water and withered three branches. Brother is still sleeping, I originally wanted to collect more magic stones for you, but those monsters wouldn't let me enter their territory." Just thinking about the ferocious appearance of the monster, Serese got angry, "Anyway, they don't need them, what's wrong with me taking them?"

  "Thanks a lot!" Tong Dun smiled, "What monsters? I'll help you beat them up."

  "Some ugly big monsters, and knights with green glowing eyes, in short, very fierce!" Seres' knowledge was too poor to recognize the type of undead creatures.

  "The first is uncertainty, the latter is Death Knight." Holma thought it was necessary to give them a supplementary lesson, otherwise her own disciples would be shallow and ignorant fools, which would also lose face for the Great Encyclopedia.

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