Inside the first hall, screams filled the air!
What was even more surprising was that the poisonous mist around the Zombie King was gradually disappearing.
His life force was rapidly declining, and in the span of a few breaths, he had lost at least a third of it.
His body was on the verge of collapse, and the originally tight shroud was now showing many flaws.
"As expected, the holy water number 11 isn't the strongest holy water, but it's very effective in restraining zombies."
"That old Collins has a lot of good stuff in his hands. I'll have to find a chance to squeeze more out of him next time."
Ma Wen snickered in his mind.
The syringe he'd filled was filled with a terrifying poison. What he'd filled the syringe with was a high-purity holy water.
This part of the holy water was part of his deal with Collins, and this small bottle could be considered an advance payment.
Without the holy water number 11, a treasure specialized in restraining zombies, Ma Wen wouldn't have dared to kill a monster at the level of the Zombie King alone.
Now that the poisonous mist was gone, the most troublesome part of the Zombie King was gone.
Ma Wen had begun his performance!
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"It's the holy water … I can smell that disgusting smell."
Among the group of mysterious people, the cloaked man lowered his head and sighed, "This kid's train of thought is truly novel."
"According to the rules, that little blood thrall of yours is mine now, right?"
The masked man snorted, but in the end, he could only nod helplessly.
However, his gaze towards Ma Wen was now filled with a hint of viciousness.
This guy actually made me lose the fresh blood thrall I'd just obtained. I'll definitely find a chance to teach him a lesson later!
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In the eyes of the others, Ma Wen's performance could be called miraculous.
After the syringe was inserted, the Zombie King completely lost its aggressiveness at the beginning.
Ma Wen's figure was like lightning, wrapping around the Zombie King's body at lightning speed.
His saber skills dazzled the eyes of others.
The Zombie King tried to retaliate in anger, but the originally slow Zombie King couldn't keep up with Ma Wen's rhythm after losing the cover of the poisonous mist.
The shroud!
From Ma Wen's point of view, the Undead King's greatest value was the shroud wrapped around its body.
Others did not know and thought that these smelly and disgusting shrouds were just decorations for the Zombie King. Only he knew that this thing was a magical item!
It had to be completely removed from the Undead King's body. Otherwise, it would be a reckless waste of the precious Holy Water.
For this, Ma Wen was very careful.
He once again used the technique he used to remove the Shieldbearer armor at the top of the snowy mountain.
Ma Wen wielded both his sabers at the same time, executing all kinds of stances with great proficiency.
In just a dozen breaths, the Corpse King's shroud was unraveled bit by bit.
As for Ma Wen himself, he was also constantly revolving around the Corpse King and the stone coffin.
Everyone felt dizzy.
After a full minute and a half, Ma Wen finally took off the shroud flawlessly.
At this time, the Zombie King was already an arrow at the end of its flight.
Injecting the number 11 Holy Water into its body was simply the worst nightmare for corpse-type monsters like it.
Its entire body was naked, and its rotten flesh was piled up. At this time, the Corpse King was no different from those ordinary Corpse Seekers, except for its larger size.
Crack!
Marvin tore off the shroud by force and stuffed it into the Void Conch as if it was a priceless treasure.
At this time, everyone looked at Ma Wen with a different gaze.
This guy actually had this taste.
This taste was really not good … Look at this Corpse King, even if it was a female when it was alive, it was now rotten beyond recognition.
Such a shroud was also kept as a memento?
Just as all kinds of dirty thoughts appeared in everyone's minds, Ma Wen brazenly attacked with both sabers!
This time, he truly launched a ferocious and brutal attack.
The double-saber ronin, coupled with his explosive power, cut off all the rotten flesh on the Corpse King's body after a few rounds of crazy slashes!
Clatter!
Ma Wen bent down and shaved off the Corpse King's kneecap.
He turned around and exerted force, and the curved saber in his left hand accurately hit the Corpse King's shoulder blade!
With a snap, the Corpse King's arm was cut off.
Then, it was like a performance.
Once again, Ma Wen showed his exquisite saber skills.
He was like a chef that demanded perfection the most. Slash after slash, he directly cut the Corpse King into pieces!
With the sound of the Corpse King's last bone falling to the ground, Ma Wen slowly got up and let out a long sigh.
It had to be said that fighting the Corpse King alone was still a certain amount of pressure for him.
After all, it was a long and focused battle. Without the help of the Holy Water, he had no hope at all.
Even so, it was still a challenge for him to kill the Zombie King without any injuries and not reveal any trump cards other than his saber skills.
Fortunately, not only did he complete it, but he also completed it perfectly.
He even vaguely felt that his mastery of the curved saber seemed to be breaking through.
This was a very strange feeling, but it could not be found on the data panel. Ma Wen himself also felt a little illusory.
But he really existed.
Very soon.
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Ma Wen's performance of killing the Corpse King so easily and cleanly fell into everyone's eyes, and most of them were amazed.
At this time, they finally began to admit that this Baron Ma Wen might indeed have some skills.
For him to be able to join this group and receive Madeline's favorable treatment, he indeed had some skill.
After all, among those present, apart from the chief wizard group, the others did not dare say that they could win against a monster like the Corpse King.
Even if they were given the number 11 holy water, it would still be the same!
The holy water sprinkled on the surface of the Corpse King's skin was almost useless. Because of the protection of the shroud!
Even if they managed to create a bit of space, allowing the holy water to touch the Corpse King's skin, the effect would be minimal.
Only those like Ma Wen, who forcefully injected the holy water into the Corpse King's body, would be able to display the effects.
But this performance, although it looked easy, was actually extremely difficult!
Only someone like Ma Wen, who had killed who knew how many times, could do it.
After obtaining the benefits, Ma Wen quickly returned to the formation.
Madeline nodded. "You did an excellent job. This round, you have the priority to choose the spoils of war. "
Ma Wen was stunned for a moment, and then immediately rejoiced in his heart.
The spoils of war he was referring to before were clearly the Corpse King's shroud. Who knew that Madeline misunderstood his meaning.
What she meant was that after the entire first hall was cleaned up, he still had the priority to choose the spoils of war!
Since that was the case, of course, Ma Wen would not be polite.
He would not tell Madeline that the Corpse King's shroud itself was a magical item, and it was a magical item among magical items, an incomparably rare item!
He just nodded and did not say anything.
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The battle quickly ended.
The corpse hunters who had lost the Corpse King had obviously lost their backbone.
Under the joint efforts of the guardian knights and the River Beach City Guards, the corpse hunters were easily destroyed.
The entire First Hall had been swept clean.
The logistics team began to come in to take away the spoils of war. These logistics personnel were all Madeline's trusted aides or slaves, and were absolutely trusted or controlled.
Under Madeline's command, the first hall was quickly cleaned up.
Most of the spoils of war were divided into three types: the weapons or items of the corpse hunters, which were basically worthless; the second type were the coffins. There were a total of thirty coffins, including the Corpse King's sarcophagus. These coffins were black magic materials, and if they were sold to the necromancers of the Hills of Despair, they should be worth some money. The third type were the treasure chests found by the wanderers. There were not many treasure chests, but there might be precious things hidden in them.
Madeline glanced at Ma Wen, indicating that he should choose first.
Ma Wen pondered for a moment, pretending to look at the treasure chests for a while. Just when everyone thought that he was going to pick a few treasure chests, he actually pointed with his finger.
"These, I'll take them."
He was pointing at the coffins!
Everyone looked at Ma Wen with even more confusion. Was this guy really an idiot, or did he have other plans?
Could it be that he was also a necromancer? Did he want to turn living people into corpse hunters using a secret method?
That wasn't possible … No one had heard of the undead roaming in the White River Valley.
As for selling them, who knew how much those necromancers would pay. It was far less cost-effective than these treasure chests, and there was no risk.
After all, when trading with the necromancers, one had to be prepared to be killed and robbed.
"You want these coffins?" Madeline was also a little surprised.
Ma Wen nodded. "Give them to me as you see fit."
When he said this, Madeline instead found it a bit hard to pinch him.
In the battle just now, Ma Wen had definitely made great contributions. The Corpse King's combat strength was there, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that if it wasn't for Ma Wen being so brave and rushing out to kill the Corpse King single-handedly, there might have been a few more casualties.
In terms of the distribution of spoils of war, she had to satisfy Ma Wen.
So she hesitated for a moment, and finally gave half of the thirty coffins, including the sarcophagus, to Ma Wen.
Ma Wen didn't have any objections to this. He was already very satisfied to be able to get half of the coffins.
These coffins were useless to others, but for him, it was worth a try.
He had a way to turn this kind of vicious coffin into a normal cultivation tank. Through these cultivation tanks, the human physique could be slightly strengthened.
After this thing was modified, it couldn't be better to use it to increase the strength of the guards.
However, he couldn't do this alone. He needed at least the help of someone proficient in necromancy.
As for that guy, Ma Wen naturally had a candidate in mind.
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The spoils of war were quickly divided, and the first hall was also cleaned to ensure that there were no monsters left.
After taking down the first hall, Madeline wasn't in a hurry to attack. Instead, she ordered the shield guards to tear down the outside door and then block the passage between the first and second halls.
They began to set up camp in the second hall.
Fighting steadily and surely was the key to victory.
"It's already evening. We'll rest for the night and continue attacking the second hall tomorrow."
Under Madeline's order, everyone began to get busy again. In the Scarlet Monastery, tents were set up one after another.
Ma Wen and Isabelle were assigned to an independent tent.
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Late at night, while the little girl was asleep, Ma Wen suddenly crawled out of his sleeping bag.
His footsteps were silent, and he quickly arrived at a corner of the first hall.
Who knew that at this moment, a mocking voice sounded behind him.
"Do you think you can fool everyone?"
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