Made to the Bitter End

The elderly people and women who couldn't fight in Box Town stayed in the Old Town District to provide support.

They also used the large pieces of wood they could find around the town to make wooden stakes, surrounding the town with a wooden palisade about one and a half meters tall.

The small tents scattered throughout the center of town, along with one enormous tent resembling a yurt, served as the place where the old town mayor directed everyone. They were also where they would have to hold their ground tonight.

They had already prepared themselves. If they couldn't kill all the Blood Ghouls during the day, they would face the Blood Ghouls' furious counterattack and revenge that night!

Meanwhile, under the Temple Abbot's leadership, most of the strong young NPCs in the Village had armed themselves and already fought their way into the New Town District.

They weren't in a hurry. They worked in groups of several, first searching the villas one by one. Whenever they found a Blood Ghoul asleep, they cut off its head with their weapons, then gathered together and set fire to the villas, none of which had been built even a year ago, giving the Blood Ghouls no chance to survive.

They kept killing the Blood Ghouls one by one and burning the houses one by one. Flames filled the sky, and they might even cause a serious fire in the Deep Mountain Forest, but they didn't stop!

The apartment district was in much the same state. More than thirty sleeping Blood Ghouls had already been found. The town's young NPCs had used the long wooden poles meant for roping livestock, each fitted with a thick rope noose at the end, to lasso their necks and drag them together into the shadows on