630 Almost Won

On the outskirts of the subsidiary space, the workers of the Fungal Fortress were directing Ox-Horse Puji, moving away the experimental tanks of all sizes that Linden had transferred out while transporting in large quantities of ritual materials.

At the end of the day, Linden had gone to all the trouble of moving this subsidiary space here so he could freely play with... research dangerous Abyss Magic.

As for the Information Cubes inside, they were only an unexpected bonus.

And though they were called a harvest, there were not many tangible benefits in practice. At most, they supplemented a little historical knowledge.

If he really wanted to make use of that information, he would have to wait until Linden recalled the Blood Calamity.

While his subordinates bustled about preparing the Abyss Magic laboratory, elsewhere, Linden found an excellent place to train [Soul Touch]—the area sacrificed by the Hand of Passing!

Countless souls severed from their bodies now wandered there.

Linden discovered that for the [Soul Touch] skill he was currently tempering, those drifting souls were simply a perfect source of experience.

Just when he had been worrying that he did not have enough D-Rank personnel at home, these undead were like free experience picked up off the ground!

Even better, because this area was overrun with dead souls, after the Empire army wiped out the remaining Evil Cult members, they stopped taking the initiative to enter and merely set up a perimeter watch.

As a result, Linden's Puji naturally no longer had to hide carefully. They only needed to focus on waving their tentacles and poking any undead that came close.

It could be considered him reluctantly working as a cleaner for the Empire, helping purify the environment for once.

Lastly, there was the Duke named Eugene.

He had originally