Under the same sky, within the Blood Mist.

A group of mutated monsters were engaged in battle with the Yellow Sand Army. Even after being annihilated, they quickly returned to fight again.

The monsters in this land seemed endless.

One commander after another urged their horses forward, trying their best to drive the monsters away from the camp.

For days, the camp of the Rakshasa Ancient Kingdom had been under constant monster attacks, without a single day of respite.

After Saladin's death, the morale and fighting spirit of these soldiers didn't suffer a significant blow, because even stronger commanders were emerging from the earth to fight for the Rakshasa Ancient Kingdom.

For example, the small giant who was revived this time.

He stood four meters tall, burly like a lion or tiger, with pure cyan skin, a broad lion-like nose, a wide mouth, a blue face, and fangs. He had just awakened from his tomb when he was summoned into the tent by the queen.

"I don't care about any of that! Once all my soldiers are awake, I'm going to attack that dormitory building!!!"

Not long after, Azeman emerged from the queen's tent, his roar like thunder.

Azeman had heard the inscrutable decree;he must capture that dormitory building, otherwise he would fall into slumber once more.

In the past, he was the Grand General of the Rakshasa Country, obeying royal commands, but now he was not!

Inside the golden tent, Golden Sand and Silver Sand were extremely angry.

"Queen, Azeman dares to disobey your command. Let's have the soldiers kill him to prevent him from leading the Cyan Lion Guard to their deaths!" Golden Sand looked at the woman behind the bed curtain and spoke.

This time, Silver Sand did not speak with her. That feeling of a demonic voice piercing the ears was gone;her voice sounded clear and bright, like a set of chime stones being struck after a light rain.

"Those Cyan Lion Guards are loyal to him. Even if we kill him, we cannot take command of them," the Rakshasa Queen spoke, a rare trace of anxiety in her voice.

Saladin was dead, and Azeman was also heading to his death.

And she, as the queen, couldn't even command Azeman.

Before, Saladin would still talk to her politely... but now... sigh...

Azeman was a rare fierce general in Rakshasa history, possessing mutated Fire Rakshasa bloodline within him. He was inherently brave and warlike, having once fought alone against a thousand troops. Even with his chest pierced and his internal organs shattered, he still charged into the enemy ranks and crushed the enemy commander's head. After his death, it was calculated that he had suffered 77 arrow wounds, 320 blade wounds, and 12 major spell curses.

His reputation was awe-inspiring, his battle achievements outstanding. After his death, he and his personally led Cyan Lion Guard were all interred in the mausoleum.

Only scholars and generals who had made outstanding contributions to the Rakshasa Country could be buried in its mausoleum.

"Let's wait for Great Elder Haran to revive," the Rakshasa Queen finally sighed.

Great Elder Haran was a great sage from the same era as her and was also hailed as the strongest sorcerer in Rakshasa history!

The expressions of Golden Sand and Silver Sand also turned somber.

Whether it was the monsters.

Or the players.

Both sides felt they were at a disadvantage.

On the Rakshasa Ancient Kingdom side, sages and heroes buried in tombs were reviving one after another. On the dormitory side, the Five-Crown King was stationed in Dorm 200, and once Blood Grudge was activated, it was a massacre.

Everyone was using cheats;it just depended on whose cheat was bigger.

...

"Holy crap, Old Five, it's a tomb guardian beast, it's a great tomb, a great tomb!" Inside an underground palace, Zhang Sanfeng stared at the two stone statues dozens of meters tall that had appeared ahead and exclaimed in shock.

These two stone statues guarded a grand gate shrouded in hazy black mist.

"Holy crap, all the item information is question marks, can't even inspect it!"

"Hey, the Mad King Building is only at its sixth phase, it's normal for its functions to be a bit weak!"

The other Taoists also marveled.

Zhang Wufeng was somewhat puzzled. "Doesn't the style of this tomb seem a bit different from the Rakshasa Ancient Kingdom style? Did we dig up the wrong grave?"

This tomb chamber had the style of a Newgrange-like giant stone tomb. The stone walls were carved with migrating flocks of birds and scenes of all kinds of beasts. Most astonishing was a giant dragon also depicted on the stone wall, being besieged by an army, its head severed.

Those soldiers were distinctive: some held long swords, some carried longbows, some had shields, and some threw fireballs.

"Who cares if we dug up the wrong one or not, just do it!"

The group struggled and strained, trying to pry something loose, but found the structures here were incredibly hard. As for trying to open the tomb chamber gate, that was even more hopeless.

...

Xu Lang woke up happily and checked the night's gains.

[Attributes: Constitution 174, Spirit 174]

[Base Nightmare Coins 320, Conversion Rate 2050%, 8-hour total production 6880 Nightmare Coins]

[Total Nightmare Coins: 91639]

After Wang Yazhi put on a brand new set of ancient-style clothing, she almost overtook Senior Sister Red Butterfly, currently ranking second in Charm. Zhen Lu was third, Cao Yaxuan fourth, Tong Qi fifth, Xu Ruyan sixth, Sherry seventh, and Xu Xiaomeng eighth.

"Little Meng is still at the bottom. The 'Girl Next Door' hero is just too weak."

"Tong Qi used to dominate the rankings for a while, but now she's fallen too."

"Facing a bunch of overpowered heroes, does the old-school hero Yaxuan still have a chance to reclaim her former top spot?"

The moment Xu Lang woke up in the morning, a little mental theater played out in his head.

No helping it, he was happy!

According to his current approach of fusing clothing, there could be another small improvement tomorrow or the day after. By then, the clothing inventory in the Mad King Building would be exhausted.

Additionally, the day after tomorrow he could upgrade the Nightmare Bed.

The good times are coming!

Today was the eighth day of the Rakshasa Ancient Kingdom, considered the early-mid game. He planned to go out and do some floor sweeping.

After all, he had Wealthy Croak;he had wealth luck on his side.

...

In the classroom.

A Demon Blade cut through the air, instantly slicing a treasure chest monster in two!

Xu Lang walked forward, rummaged inside the treasure chest monster's corpse, and pulled out tens of thousands of Copper Coins.

"Next time, try using the Scarlet Herding Chains..." Xu Lang muttered to himself, then turned to leave the classroom, only to see someone blocking the classroom door.

Wang Tingting closed the door securely, leaned back against it, gathered her courage, and said, "Lang Ge..."

"Something up?" Xu Lang raised an eyebrow.

"Yes!" Wang Tingting took a deep breath and asked, "Lang Ge, in the next round of the game, can I move into Dorm 200?"

She was wearing a Japanese-style black school uniform today, with a hair clip holding back her side-swept bangs. Her petite face was so tense that sweat was beading, looking somewhat cute.

Xu Lang checked and found her Charm really wasn't low.

This school uniform was probably a supernatural garment with Charm attributes.

Wang Tingting herself wasn't ugly. Back at Clear Sky University, she was a well-behaved student. Although she was a bit shrewd, she had quite a few pursuers.

"Does Wu Huihui know about this?" Xu Lang asked in return.

"Huihui will agree!" Wang Tingting replied.

Meaning Wu Huihui didn't know yet, but at least Wang Tingting wasn't lying. She had her little schemes, but she didn't seem like a bad person.

"What a pity..."

Xu Lang sighed inwardly.

Wang Tingting was too ordinary, and this wasn't just about looks.

To put it simply, his standards were now different from ordinary people's. Just being pretty wasn't enough to make him think someone had high charm anymore.

Instead, the "venomous heart" type of girlfriend was more likely to pique his interest.

"We'll talk about it next time," Xu Lang said, waving his hand.

Not getting a definite answer, Wang Tingting panicked on the spot.

To win over Xu Lang, she had put in a lot of thought and made a huge decision.

Under Xu Lang's gaze, she took out a Planet Cup, her face flushing bright red:

"I've practiced!"

"Eating a Planet Cup without a spoon!"

"Don't you really want to try it?"