Danton was worried that there would be a trick, so he didn't let the two meat shields disperse. He continued to use his knight's spear to fiercely stab several times until the Black Blood Spider completely lost its breath before stopping.

  "I'm dead!"

  As Homura's projection spell was cast, a strand of purple soul fragments were drawn out from the body of the Black Blood Spider and sucked into the magical tome.

  The crisis was over, and Tongdon plopped down on the ground with a thud, panting heavily as he gasped for air. The exhaustion from depleting his magical energy and physical strength hit him like a tidal wave, battering his nerves like an overwound spring, leaving his entire body aching.

  He ripped off his helmet and greedily took a few breaths, not even bothering with the bloodstains and shredded flesh on the floor, and simply lay down on it with his limbs splayed out.

  Seris was also drenched in sweat, if it wasn't for the magical drill Tangdon gave her, her magic would have been exhausted long ago.

  "We need to prepare some potions that can instantly replenish magical energy later. Magic stones are still too slow." Tang Dun summarized the battle experience.

  Drawing out the magical energy from the magic stone requires resonating and guiding with one's soul force, which not only divides one's attention but is also too slow, making it a taboo in battle.

  "It's just taking down a low-ranking Black Blood Spider, yet it's become such a struggle. I must train harder!" Hollum projected the text, scolding Tanton.

  This is a black blood spider with strength roughly at the peak of Soul Stage Three. If Tang Dong knew the truth, he might become complacent and stop making progress, which Holma absolutely wouldn't allow to happen. However, she was still very satisfied with his performance deep down.

  "My second!"

  Tang Dun didn't even look at Holma's words, because the second-tier ghoul had finally reached its limit after struggling for so many days, and its body could no longer support the heavy armor, suddenly crashing to the ground.

  "No good, No. 2 has multiple fractures, let's get a new one!" Holma released the Soul Eye and scanned the Ghoul's condition in detail.

  Tang Don's second-in-command took off his armor and saw that some parts of the bones had pierced through the skin, most of the tendons were torn, and the entire body was deformed.

  It's no wonder that it has the highest cost-effectiveness as cannon fodder. As long as its head is intact, it will continue to fight, but if its body is severely damaged, it will also affect its combat effectiveness. After all, nobody is stupid enough to be bitten to death by an immobile ghoul.

  The exquisite armor in the weapon shop, although it has been rusty and ugly due to lack of maintenance for a long time, its defense power has not decreased much except that it cannot activate special effects.

  Compared with ordinary equipment, they are still a notch higher in quality. If brought back to Dawn Town, there will definitely be desperate mercenaries scrambling to buy them.

  In these ten days, the second and third squads alone have worn out over a dozen sets of this armor, which is even better than the treatment some small mercenary groups receive.

  "When I'm rich in the future, I'll buy top-notch armor for my undead minions, it's definitely going to be as tough as a turtle shell!"

  Tang Don thought of No. 2 and No. 3's fearless charge and card position, if there was a large group, it would be extremely fierce.

  "That was so close!" Seres floated over, still shaken but also excited, "Is this what it's like to fight for your life at any moment? It's too thrilling!"

  "Will she become a battle maniac?"

  Dangton was a bit envious of Serese, who was indeed a born magical race and learned magic at an incredible speed under the guidance of Horma.

  If two people were to duel, Seraphina could completely use the kite-flying tactic to exhaust Tang Dun, who had no long-range attack methods.

  Of course, Sersei doesn't have this kind of combat IQ now, and Dondarrion won't be stupid enough to chase her down with a slash, he will choose tactics that suit himself.

  "Cerise's qualifications and talent are not bad, as long as she works hard enough, she can definitely become a death witch known throughout the continent!" Holma sighed, if Cerise was born in the Underworld, she would have been a seedling that was carefully cultivated.

  "Harvesting the spoils of war!" Having recovered some strength, Tang Dong jumped up and cut open the Black Blood Spider's body, excavating the Magic Core.

  "Huh? Not killing Number Two?" Holma was puzzled.

  "Never mind, it has followed me for so long, I really can't bear to extract its remaining soul fragments." Danton had Serese bring over ink and a goose quill pen to write explanations on the magic book.

  "The vengeful spirit's confession cannot be lifted, it will not die, and you will have one less servant quota!" Holma remained noncommittal about Danton's decision.

  "Alright, let's end this, no need to extract the soul!" Tong Dun walked up to No. 2 and with a swift swing of his sword, shattered its brain, "May your soul enter heaven and rest in peace!"

  "For the million lost souls in this underground city, death is actually a kind of liberation!" Holma sighed.

  "This monster is quite powerful, it should be worth a lot of souls, right?" Tang Don finally remembered the main issue, "How many more offerings do I still lack?"

  "It's already been repaid!"

  "So soon?" Tang Dun was taken aback, this answer was somewhat unexpected.

  "For the past ten days, you've been either meditating or fighting, with barely enough time to eat and sleep. Your hard work and sweat will not be in vain." Holma rarely praised Tondon.

  "Suddenly felt much lighter, indeed it is 'no debt, no burden'! Tong Dun couldn't help but laugh out loud. "What's next? Ah yes, activate the war space and take away all the wealth here."

  "Are you a lowly creature who can be satisfied with just a piece of stale bread? Can't you have some ideals and ambitions?!" Holma was really fed up, "Don't you want to own the entire underground city?"

  "Huh?" Tong Dun retorted, "I'm not that greedy!"

  "This isn't greed, this is a goal that a man should have by nature. Do you want to be an ordinary person for your whole life?"

  Danton didn't say a word, but clenched his fist tightly. Which boy hasn't dreamed of being a hero in childhood? Hasn't fantasized about marrying a princess?

  "In this underground city, nearly a million undead are a huge death crisis, but also an opportunity. If you kill them all and use their souls as sacrifices, any deity will be so generous that it will leave you speechless."

  "Mighty martial arts, magic, divine skills, legendary-level magical equipment, and even divine artifacts - nothing is impossible for you to obtain, unless you can't think of it."

  "Gold coins, famous paintings, precious gems, artworks worth a fortune, they're all just lying there waiting for you to take them. Alright, even the most ordinary ceramic from this junk shop, bring it back to the Western Continent and it's an antique, easily selling for several hundred gold coins."

  "Things are valuable because they're scarce; if there's too much of them, they're worthless." Tong Dun wasn't stupid. "Besides, people who like collecting aren't that many."

  "Why don't you go after something better? Look at that magnificent castle in the city center, it must be the residence of a hereditary duke. What do you think his collection is like? And those treasure vaults in the nobles' homes, they're enough for you to squander for ten lifetimes."

  "Most nobles like to buy one or two oil paintings by famous masters, hanging them on the walls to show their taste. After searching through the underground castle, you can completely fill every corner of your mansion with them."

  "There are many, so many paintings!" Serese nodded, she would wander around whenever she was bored and had seen too many oil paintings.

  "Have you seen that magic tower?"

  "Hmm!" Tandon looked up, gazing northward where a towering spire of the mage's tower pierced the clouds, its visual impact akin to a sharp blade tearing through the sky.

  "The value of a Law Master's Tower is something you should know without me saying it!" Holma said with a gentle tone, "Just look at its scale, the owner's power absolutely surpasses that of the Dragon Slaying Stage."

  "You think I'm not dying fast enough? The Lawless Tower is a haven for mages, the last stronghold. Which one isn't filled with traps? Without the master's permission to enter, I'd be waiting to be blasted into dust by the defensive magic array!"

  Although he complained, Tandon knew that Horma was right. In the ancient ruins that attracted adventurers like a magnet, places like the Mage Tower, the King's Castle, and the Magic Academy were the most valuable, and also the most fiercely contested.

  "Leaving aside other things, if the news that this place has a five-fold concentration of magical energy gets out, even those powerful dragon-slaying warriors will be moved to action and rush here to seize and monopolize it. After all, just living here would allow one's cultivation to be twice as effective; if I were in their shoes, I absolutely wouldn't share it with anyone else."

  Homa thinks that Danton lacks a kind of domineering aura in defending his own territory, but it doesn't matter, he's still young and can be slowly cultivated.

  "I won't even share it with others, let alone Robinson's three men who still want to kill me!"

  "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and meditate, continue hunting the Corpse Eaters, hone your martial skills, increase your strength, and get rid of them as soon as possible." Holma urged, "The more seconds you delay, the more magic they absorb, the more souls they capture!"

  "Charge! Charge! Charge!"

  Tang Dun jumped up, waving his arms and shouting, with Robinson's meticulous calculation, how could he not carry the Soul Stone with him? As long as they collect enough souls, they can also go to the War God Altar to offer sacrifices and obtain powerful martial arts.

  "Charge! Charge! Charge!"

  Seris followed behind Tanton, learning his mannerisms and shouting loudly. The girl noticed that Tanton seemed to be intentionally staying in the underground city, which made her very happy. "I'll never be lonely again."

  This underground castle seemed to have died, even with the fluorescent moss emitting a faint glow, it still looked dull and unchanged, except when he was hungry, Tang Don felt no passage of time.

  It was another ten-day retreat, eating spider meat and drinking ghost honey, far more nutritious than gnawing on black bread. Tang Don grew a bit taller and stronger, no longer as weak and thin as before.

  As the meditation of the Holy Angel continued, the soul seed had grown to the size of a green bean, storing more magical energy, so that Tang Dong wouldn't run out of magic even after releasing several divine techniques.

  "I want to go back once!" Tang Dun beheaded a low-ranking Ghoul, and during the break, he discussed with Holma.

  "We really need to go back." Holma agreed, "We can't always eat spider meat, and ghost honey is limited too. Although Seres doesn't care, but you should save on drinking it."

  "Food, water, and mana stones, potions... I need a large amount of supplies." Tandon already had a complete plan.

  In these ten days, Tang Don has collected a lot of soul fragments, but he didn't use them to sacrifice and exchange for divine techniques. Instead, he let the magic book devour all of them, just to open up the war space and bring supplies.