He had already fused with two spirit sources, and the enhanced strength finally erupted at this moment.

The corpse monster was lifted by Harry, and its hands still tightly gripped his neck. However, its strength was slightly weaker. Harry took advantage of the opportunity to grab these hands and exerted all his strength to pull them away from his neck.

Finally freed from its control, Harry took a deep breath and regained his senses. He pushed his right foot against the ground and pounced forward. Turning over, he pressed down on the corpse monster, wielded his hammer in his right hand, and heavily smashed it down on its head and face.

"Blah" a sound, flesh and blood mixed with a white slurry splashed open, the corpse monster immediately stiffened, the brain is deeply sunken.

Harry this hammer down, at least three hundred pounds of force, and a few hammers will be this corpse monster's head smashed, half of the face are missing.

It wasn't until the corpse monster fell to the ground, no longer moving, that Harry breathed heavily and stopped his hands.

Looking at the white fur on the skin of the corpse monster shrinking inward, a white furry ball quickly emerged and shot towards Harry's forehead.

With the previous two experiences, this time Harry was not afraid, but rather somewhat excited because every time he absorbed a white furry ball, his strength would increase.

The white furry ball hit his forehead and penetrated his body, turning into a hot stream flowing throughout his body, making him feel like he was soaking in a hot spring, especially since his neck had just been choked by the corpse monster and was injured. At this moment, the sensation of heat in his neck was the most obvious, with a large amount of heat gathering there, as if undergoing treatment. It lasted for about two to three seconds before the heat suddenly disappeared, and Harry felt a new strength growing inside him.

His strength had once again increased, and the feeling of discomfort and difficulty breathing had disappeared, returning to its normal state.

Harry understood that his neck injury had just healed.

A new message appeared in his mind:

"Spirit Source: 3/5".

Breathing heavily, holding a kitchen knife and a hammer, Harry was about to stand up slowly when he suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking from the living room balcony.

Harry knew what had happened and immediately turned around and ran out.

With the experience from previous times, Harry was much calmer now. As he rushed into the living room, he looked up and saw the balcony in front of him, then couldn't help but inhale sharply.

The window glass on the balcony had all been shattered, and at this moment, two corpse monsters were crawling in through the broken window.

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Harry never expected that there would be two corpse monsters this time.

With the help of the faint starlight outside, Harry could barely make out that these two undead monsters were a woman in her fifties and a man in his thirties when they were alive. However, their faces were swollen and pale from soaking in the water, and their exposed skin was covered in fluffy white hair. Although they were not slow in speed and movement, Harry had only just arrived in the living room after hearing the noise, and in just one or two seconds, these two undead monsters had already climbed through the window halfway.

Harry knew it was not good. The appearance of two undead monsters at the same time would be very troublesome, and he did not have the confidence to fight against both of them at once. He rushed towards them at full speed, hoping to attack while they were still halfway in, making it difficult for them to fight back.

With three spirit sources in his body, Harry not only gained over a hundred pounds of strength but also became much faster. He charged with full force and instantly rushed to the balcony, striking the iron hammer in his hand towards the woman in her fifties.

Although he struck quickly, the undead monster dodged just as fast. She suddenly turned her head, and the hammer hit her shoulder heavily.

Her shoulder immediately collapsed, and her body, which had been crawling in, paused for a moment. However, the undead monster didn't feel any pain. She opened her mouth, stretched out her hand, and grabbed towards Harry.

The cleaver in Harry's other hand immediately followed and landed on the woman's slightly raised face.

This face hole because of the long time soaked in water, became swollen and shiny, the kitchen knife cut in, immediately deep into it, Harry saw her one of the eyes because of the force of the knife and squeeze, became bulging out, almost popped out of the eye socket.

He had just cut the woman's face. On the other side of the window, the man climbed in with speed, his hands picking the two sides of the window with sharp force. His body came through the window and he crashed towards Harry.

These movements were completely different from the rigid and stiff movements of the previous zombie-like monsters. Their movements were agile, and it was no different from Harry's current movements.

Harry didn't have time to dodge and was hit by the man in his thirties. He felt a strong force coming towards him and couldn't stand still, making a muffled groan and falling to the side. At almost the same moment, there was a loud noise outside the balcony, and a large splash of water suddenly splashed up.

Being close to the balcony, Harry saw a huge black shadow rising up in the splashing water. The woman in her fifties, whose lower body was still exposed under the window, was suddenly dragged into the water with a swoosh.

In the splashing water, Harry did not have time to look carefully, but saw the woman in her fifties disappear into the water in an instant.

Everything happened too suddenly, and not only did Harry's heart beat violently with horror, but the monster that had just pushed him back also stopped moving, seeming to feel frightened by the scene just now and appearing somewhat sluggish.

Harry didn't miss this opportunity. He kicked the wall behind him with his right foot while retreating, and with the force of this kick, he rushed forward and slashed the chef's knife towards the man in his thirties.

This man in his thirties was not as stiff as the previous zombie-like monster. When the chef's knife was about to hit his face, he reacted and leaned his upper body back slightly. The blade of Harry's knife almost touched his face but he didn't completely avoid it. The knife still cut into his chest and abdomen all the way down.

The corpse monster's chest was almost cut open, but he did not know the pain, and it did not even affect his counterattack, his right arm swept across, his palm slapped heavily on the left side of Harry's face.

The force of this palm was so great that Harry felt like he was hit by a hammer, his head exploded, half of his face immediately lost consciousness, his nose bled, the tears in his left eye were struck, and his vision became blurred.

The corpse-transformed monster in front of him was terrifying, even more so than the monster he encountered in the bedroom just now.