The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

“Zombie dolls can heal the physical injuries of undead creatures, while ghost dolls can heal the spiritual injuries of undead creatures. If there are no injuries, they can also strengthen the physical body of undead creatures and enhance their spirituality,” Sylph said.

"Heal the wounds of undead creatures?" Moran said in surprise, "I've never heard of anything that can directly heal undead creatures!"

Undead creatures have decaying bodies and fragmented souls, making them very different from real living beings. Healing magic that works on living beings has no effect on undead creatures.

Their bodies can be replaced and discarded at any time; there is no such thing as injury, they are all repaired or replaced when damaged.

"It's said that once you eat it, you can be cured." Sylph didn't know the specifics either.
"Lilith, Vasita, your death servants are injured, aren't they? Let's see how it goes!"

Lilith and Vasita nodded, took out their undead servants, and were about to reach for the fruit when Sylph stopped them:
"The baby fruits on the mutated black death tree can only be picked by wrapping them in necromantic power, otherwise they will run away!"

"How do we get there?" Vasita asked curiously.

"I don't know. Why don't you give it a try?" Sylph had only heard this from the mutated black tree.

Vasita tentatively reached out to poke the nearest zombie doll fruit, but when her fingertip was still a centimeter away from the doll fruit's shiny black face, the doll fruit opened its little mouth into an "O" shape in fright and let out a scream. The branch hanging around its neck retracted, and it turned into a round scar on the branch and disappeared.

Vasita, her fingers still frozen in place: "..."

Who is it that's startled?!
“Let’s use the power of death to pluck it!” Lilith said. “This sonic attack isn’t as scary as the Screaming Bellflower, but it’s still pretty frightening!”

The two of them transformed their magic into the power of death, enveloping the zombie doll fruit.

The zombie doll fruit showed an expression of enjoyment.

With another pull, it came off.

"Hmm... how do we use this? Should we just give it to Nick and the others to eat?" Lilith asked.

The zombie servants' stomachs are stuffed full of preservatives! They don't even have digestive organs.

“No! Zombie dolls can be slapped directly onto the damaged parts of the corpse, while ghost dolls are either consumed by the soul fire or slapped directly onto the head of the dead servant,” Sylph said.

Vasita and Lilith nodded.

A zombie doll enveloped in the power of death slammed into Spicy Hot Pot's most severely injured right leg.

One of them landed on Nick's left arm.

At that time, Spicy Hotpot and Nick encountered a zombie squad. As soon as they met, they were surrounded and torn apart by the zombie squad.

Even though they intervened in time, the rule against personally attacking other witches' zombie servants prevented Spicy Hotpot and Nick from escaping having their legs torn off and arms twisted.

They couldn't even get their legs and arms back.

Originally, the body parts of the arms and legs would have to be reprocessed and sewn together, but now, as soon as the zombie doll was slapped on, they miraculously grew new legs and arms on their own.

The dead body has regrowth; this is huge news.

Vasita excitedly snapped over a dozen photos: "Sylph, when are you going to release the {Seed Card - Mutant Black Death Tree} and the Mutant Black Death Tree Alien Magic? I want to introduce the Mutant Black Death Tree to my mother! She'll definitely love it!"

"Click~"

Moran felt a weight on her left leg and looked down.

Since its birth, the little skeleton, who had always scurried around Squeak, hugged her leg for the first time, its head held high, its soul fire flickering shyly, conveying its longing for the Doll Fruit on the Black Death Tree. Another weight pressed down on her right leg, and Squeak joined in the fun.

"Squeak!" Master, Kaba wants some fruit!

"..." With two little ones hanging on her legs, Moran could barely walk, so she said to Sylph, "I'll buy one to plant once it's on the shelves."

“I’ll put them on the shelves right away,” Sylph said. “Don’t be shy, pick all these fruits for the undead servants to eat! They’re unharmed, and eating them will be good for the bodies and souls of the undead creatures.”

As long as the Doll Fruits remain, the undead creatures outside the camp's protective barrier will not retreat. They possess a unique aura that is intensely alluring to undead creatures.

Moran, Lilith, and Sylph picked all the baby fruits together.

They fed it all to their dead servants.

Spicy Hotpot and Nick recovered from their injuries, Little Skull's soul fire became more active, and Fried Rice's somewhat rotting limbs were also completely renewed.

He was incredibly excited while eating, but after finishing, he was like a drunkard, staggering and lying in the coffin to sleep and digest.

"This fruit feels even more effective than Bone Spirit Potion and Soul Essence!" Moran said, sensing the state of the little skeleton transmitted through the Death Servant Contract.

“After all, the fruit only grew after eating so many fresh corpses,” Sylph said.

During the growth process of the mutated Black Death Tree, it not only needs to be fed corpses, but also fresh corpses that have not been extracted for soul essence and still carry the aura of souls.

If it weren't for Moran's corpse material card, it would have taken an immense amount of effort to cultivate such a tree.

“Look outside the camp!” Lilith said.

After all the zombie dolls and ghost dolls on the mutated black dead tree were picked and eaten, the undead creatures outside the camp seemed to have suddenly come back to their senses, as if they had lost their souls.

They were suddenly thrown into a massive melee, fighting fiercely and creating utter chaos.

Even the logger skeletons, carpenter skeletons, and tree-planting skeletons who were in charge of logistics were caught up in it.

Skeletons and zombie limbs flew everywhere, and soul fire and ghosts exploded like fireworks.

Moran and the others stood on the flying carpet, watching this scene, somewhat at a loss.

"Should we stop this?" Vasita asked. "If this keeps going, how many of us will be left alive?"

Many zombies and skeletons are not killed by being hit, but by being trampled to death.

“How can we stop it?” Lilith countered.

These undead creatures were attracted by the doll-shaped fruit of the mutated black dead tree, and now that they're fighting like madmen, how could they possibly stop easily?
You should know that when the two undead creatures are fighting, even if they shout "stop" in witch language, the undead will not listen!

Fighting against their own kind, acquiring materials and supplies, strengthening themselves, and becoming a powerful helper to their master are the goals etched into the souls of every witch's undead servant left to roam freely in the Black Forest, goals that will not be stopped for anyone.

Normally, everyone has their own base, and small-scale battles only occur when they encounter each other while wandering around. If someone is injured, they have the opportunity to return to the cemetery to recuperate.

This time, it's truly time to determine a winner. (End of Chapter)