More than half an hour had passed since the elite squad broke through the watchtower.
Above the underground river, thousands of kilometers away from the Imperial Army.
The undead cargo ship, carrying the aura of death and decay, sails from the heartland of the Undead Cult.
They carry heavy cargo, like iron ploughs crossing the river surface, sweeping the filthy water to both banks.
The goods on the ship are extremely heavy, causing the river to rise noticeably where they pass.
These cargo ships are made of rotten wood and rusted nails, covered with dark green moss and greasy sludge, as if they have been sunken in the seabed for hundreds of years.
But these seemingly fragile ships have been sailing steadily for a long time with the creaking sound of the wood, without encountering any accidents like leaks, tilts, or anchors being thrown.
Without a doubt, it is the Death Runes that protect them.
