The surging corpses were completely wiped out. Rosalia hurled the Greatsword of Gluttony and blasted apart the ceiling. Falling stone slabs crashed down, sealing the entrance tightly.
"Done. This way, the corpses won't be able to get in."
No longer bothering with the remaining corpses inside, Rosalia went from one entrance to another along the wall, sealing them all.
After recovering her combat strength, Tisiana fought alongside the greatsword warriors, slaughtering the corpses floor by floor, room by room.
The battle continued until nightfall. The two Divine Chosen were nearly exhausted to death.
After coming down from the wall, Rosalia kept belching, while Tisiana felt dizzy, her body trembling as she reported the situation to Phield.
"You've both worked hard. You are my wings." Phield was deeply moved and quickly massaged their shoulders. "Go back and rest. I've already instructed the servants. They've prepared hot water and food."
