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Hours later.
Fang Yang had been journeying around the Eastern sector for the past few hours now and his luck wasn't too bad.
He had run into 3 more nodes of Low quality spirit gold, allowing him to harvest collecting about 5 pieces of low quality spirit gold, which was equivalent to getting 5 spirit stones.
But besides the spirit gold, the greatest harvest Fang Yang had made was in killing the gold-eating rats.
The rat tails he had could be exchanged for a number of spirit stones and the number of skeletons behind him had jumped from 2 to 6, allowing him to walk around in the mines much more confidently.
But what Fang Yang didn't know was that his slaughter of the nearby population of gold-eating rats had not gone unnoticed.
Due to the characteristics of the eastern sector of the mines, the population of gold eating rats living there and the strength of those rats was the lowest. They were basically the outcasts and scum of the group that couldn't live in the much better areas.
Because of this, when Fang Yang started going around and killing the rats, the scream and sound of fighting, as well as the strong smell of blood, had alerted the leaders of the area that something was wrong.
To make matters worse, as Fang Yang headed deeper into the mine, he kept getting closer to their nesting place, which put them on even higher alert.
With this, the leading gold-eating rats in charge of the Eastern Section quickly got together all of their strength to move out and attack this unknown threat.
Fang Yang was oblivious to all that was going on.
He knew that he had killed a lot of gold-eating rats. It's just that he never would have thought that this small amount would be enough to attract the attention of the rats that were nesting there.
In truth, Fang Yang couldn't be blamed for this. He hadn't been given the detailed information on the cowardly and paranoid temperament of the gold-eating rats in the eastern sector.
If he had, he definitely wouldn't have killed with such fanfare, and with his cautious nature, he probably would have retreated for a while after getting a few kills.
But the past couldn't be changed, and the actions had already been set in motion.
So you could imagine Fang Yang's emotion when he saw a giant crowd of gold-eating rats waiting for him at the end of the tunnel.
As soon as Fang Yang saw the crowd of gold-eating rats, his first thought was to run.
I mean, who could blame him!
In front of him was a group of at least 20 gold-eating rats, each of which was an early stage demon beast.
But that wasn't even the most worrying part.
What truly scared Fang Yang was that in the centre of this group of rats were three large figures.
The normal size of a gold eating rat was like that of a house cat, but these three were already as large as a medium-sized dog!
A crazed and baleful aura radiated from their bodies as their mad, red eyes locked onto Fang Yang's body, making him gulp nervously.
Mid Stage Demon beast!
Each one of those 3 creatures was actually a mid-stage demon beast!
Fang Yang knew that if he was to just turn around and run away like this, it would be difficult to escape.
The best thing to do would be to get his Battle Saint Corpse puppet to stay back and entangle the three mid stage demon beasts while he escaped, but how could he do that?
The memories of his predecessor still remained fresh in his mind, so how could he abandon the corpse puppet he made countless sacrifices for? Not to mention that the Battle saint corpse puppet was the only reason that he had the confidence to even enter into the mine.
If he actually lost the corpse puppet, then his trip to the spirit gold mines would end and you may as well just sell him off into slavery right then and there!
Fang Yang had to fight!
But it wasn't like these gold-eating rats were going to give him much of a choice either.
They only glared at Fang Yang and his undead servants for a while to get a good feel of danger but after the three mid-stage demo beasts found out, they could only feel a slight sense of threat from the Battle saint Corpse puppet and not even one from Fang yang that seemed to be leading the group, they instantly became emboldened!
"Squeak! Squeak!"
With the shrill cries of the mid-stage rats to spur them on, the crowd of gold-eating rats surged towards them.
Seeing this daunting sight, Fang Yang felt his heartbeat speed up drastically, but instead of becoming more flustered, his head only cooled down.
A cold light flashed in his eyes as he looked at his skeleton soldiers.
"Defensive Formation!"
Fang Yang's order didn't need any explanation, as through their mental connection, the skeletons would follow his orders exactly as he wished.
Normally, the 6 skeletons with Fang Yang walked in rows of 3, allowing for some manoeuvrability in their movement, but with Fang Yang's order, the 3 skeletons behind stepped up, perfectly filling the gaps in between them.
The six skeletons, when stood shoulder to shoulder with each other, perfectly blocked up the passageway of the mine, not letting another thing pass through.
The gold eating rats were not deterred by this sight and simply continued to charge on. But right before they collided with the wall of skeletons, a large figure at least two heads taller than the skeletons raised its head as a bloody light flashed in its eyes!
"ROAR!"
The bloody war cry of the Battle Saint Corpse puppet erupted throughout the mineshaft, causing the rats freezing right down to their very souls.
And How could Fang Yang give up such an opportunity?
"Kill!"