CRACK. CRACK.

The Skeletons obeyed their orders. Some continued to steadfastly guard the cave entrance, resisting the onslaught of the Fierce Rats. Others brandished their Bone Claws, launching an assault on the Fierce Mosquitoes above.

The Skeletons were much taller than the Fierce Rats, which made attacking the Fierce Mosquitoes far simpler. Seizing the moment the Fierce Mosquitoes dove, the Bone Claws easily sliced through their smooth carapaces, splitting them in two.

Some Skeletons even used the terrain to their advantage, climbing to higher ground and using the momentum to leap into the air, turning their Bone Claws into deadly Flying Blades that shot toward the Fierce Mosquitoes.

Some Fierce Mosquitoes attempted to counterattack, rushing directly at the Skeletons and stabbing fiercely with their tri-pronged proboscises.

Unfortunately, Skeletons have no flesh or blood. The bloodsucking proboscises that the Fierce Mosquitoes relied upon for their attacks were like a mere tickle to the Skeletons, lacking any real force. More critically, as long as Fang Zhou was alive and his Spiritual Power held out, these Skeletons would never tire. As long as they didn't fall apart, they could fight indefinitely.

The mingled sounds of squeaking and buzzing echoed relentlessly, making Fang Zhou's eardrums throb.

It's like sharp spikes piercing my brain, stirring it around… Exceptionally unpleasant.

Despite this, Fang Zhou remained calm, appearing completely unaffected. Inside the cave, he held every advantage. All he had to do was defend his position.

Skeletons!

Fierce Rats!

Fierce Mosquitoes!

The fierce, three-sided battle unfolded.

The Fierce Rats and Fierce Mosquitoes seemed endless, streaming continuously up the hill from the Desert. Even an army of ants can kill an elephant. The Skeletons on the front lines were already severely wounded, and Fang Zhou promptly pulled them back behind the defensive line.

To conserve Spiritual Power, he stopped using the highly efficient killing skill, [Skeleton Arrow Rain]. He only occasionally cast the [Resurrection of the Dead] skill to heal the injuries of his Skeleton Army.

After an unknown amount of time, the ground outside the cave was littered with corpses and rivers of blood. The battle entered a fever pitch as the bodies of rats and mosquitoes piled up like mountains. Yet, the Skeleton Army still stood tall, resolutely guarding the cave entrance.

Fang Zhou calmly observed the battlefield, adjusting his tactics as needed and acting as the fulcrum in the three-way melee. When the Fierce Mosquitoes gained the upper hand, he commanded the Skeletons to concentrate their fire on them. When the Fierce Rats took the advantage, he switched the focus of the attack to them.

Gradually, after a ferocious struggle, the numbers of Fierce Rats and Fierce Mosquitoes dwindled drastically. Back on the Desert plains, no more Demons dared to surge forward.

SQUEAK!

BUZZ!

With the last Fierce Rat and Fierce Mosquito slain by the Skeletons, tranquility returned to the cave entrance.

By now, the Skeletons in the army had lost all trace of their bone-whiteness. Instead, they were caked in a viscous, dark-red liquid. It was blood from the Fierce Rats and Fierce Mosquitoes they had slain, which had splattered onto them and become exceptionally thick.

An incredibly dense stench of blood emanated from the Skeleton Army. Like an invisible giant hand, it tore apart the faint traces of fresh air within the cave, replacing them entirely.

Fang Zhou let out a slight sigh of relief, his expression finally relaxing.

This was a perfect defensive battle!

Under the Skeletons' impenetrable defense, not a single Demon had managed to breach the cave from start to finish.

The cave remained pitch-black, and Fang Zhou wasn't in a hurry to clean up the battlefield. He stood still for a few minutes, slowly regulating his breathing to invigorate his weary spirit. Afterward, Fang Zhou banished a few of the most heavily damaged Skeletons back to the Undead Realm and directed the remaining battle-ready Skeletons to roughly clear the area.

After hours of fighting, his Hunting Points had risen by another 80, bringing his total to 260. His Soul Power had also increased by 3 points, which was better than nothing.

The tails of the Fierce Rats and the proboscises of the Fierce Mosquitoes were materials needed by the military academy. However, it was currently pitch-black, making collection inconvenient.

After ordering the Skeletons to reorganize their defensive line, Fang Zhou yawned and lay down in his tent.

Demons were bloodthirsty by nature. However, if the smell of blood became too overwhelming, it signaled extreme danger. In such situations, their survival instincts would suppress their bloodlust. Therefore, before 'daylight' arrived, no other Demon would dare come to the goblin cave seeking death.

Fang Zhou had some precious time to rest.

He fell into a deep sleep under the protection of his Skeleton Army. At the same time, the other Trial Students were struggling to survive the pursuit of Demons.

In a grim forest, Meng Hongzhuang had just squeezed into a tree hole. She was about to catch her breath when a hissing sound reached her, causing her face to pale.

"More snakes!"

After a chaotic scramble, she sat panting on the back of the exhausted Giant Bear Vini. The bear's tongue lolled out as she frantically tended to the wounds on her own calf.

In a frozen part of the Desert, the burly and heavily scarred Zhao Yuan curled up in an Ice Cave, barely managing to close his eyes.

It may be cold, but at least there are no Demons here.

Ye Fan, Gu Zhiqiu, and other self-proclaimed prodigies were no longer as smugly confident as when they had first entered the Cave. They fled from the pursuit of Night Demons, desperately searching for a place to catch their breath.

Tonight, with the exception of Fang Zhou, no one could sleep.

...

"From the great dream, who is first to wake? Throughout my life, I have always known."

「The night passed.」

Fang Zhou sat up in his tent, fully energized, and stretched leisurely. He checked his Hunting Recorder; it was now 7 a.m. In a cave filled with slaughter and the fire of battle, a rare, refreshing night's sleep had finally allowed his constantly taut nerves to relax.

After washing up, Fang Zhou packed his belongings and walked out of the cave. The bodies of the Fierce Rats and Fierce Mosquitoes from last night's bloody battle still hadn't been dealt with due to the darkness.

As he stepped through the entrance, an overwhelming stench of blood instantly assailed him. The Magic Energy Moss, spread across the hills, had brightened again after a night of dormancy. Illuminated by its glow, the scene outside the cave was chillingly grim: bodies were strewn everywhere, and blood flowed in rivers. The corpses of the Fierce Rats and Fierce Mosquitoes, along with the streams of viscous blood, all testified to the brutality of the previous night's battle.

Meanwhile, the Trial Students watching from the outside couldn't help but start chattering.

"Fang Zhou is finally awake! I can't believe I just watched a livestream of him sleeping in a Cave. I almost thought he was out camping in a park."

"I'm suddenly so jealous of Undead Mages! They have loyal Undead Creatures protecting them wherever they go."

"Yeah, look at Meng Hongzhuang, Ye Fan, and the others. Weren't they all chased all over the place by Demons last night? Not to mention, more than a dozen people couldn't hold on and were eliminated. Fang Zhou, on the other hand, had it easy. He claimed the cave early, wasn't disturbed by any Demons, and slept soundly until 'daylight'."

These students hadn't witnessed Fang Zhou's battle against the Fierce Rats and Fierce Mosquitoes late last night. Waking up to find him still sleeping peacefully, they simply assumed he had found a good spot for the night, and that's why he had it so easy.

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