On the Great Plains, long fortress defense lines blocked the way. The fortress defense lines were not made of heavy stones, but simple fences made of wood.
It is not difficult to imagine that this place has been guarding against something for a long time, and it is in a unilateral defensive posture, otherwise it would not be built like a "Great Wall".
The answer is simple and clear: on the other side of the fence are several countries that have been completely transformed into undead by some inexplicable disaster.
Most of the undead are weak, but if there is a country with a population of undead, it is still terrible. However, with such a length of defenses that completely surround the national border, all of them must be built into stone walls. No country has such energy.
This is very convenient for the ghost ship fleet that is planning to pass here - it can cross over without raising the altitude.
The soldiers nearby could only see a huge cloud of fog that suddenly drifted by, and they could vaguely see the shadows of several ships, and the one in the middle was particularly huge.
"Look, what is that? A boat?"
"Is it a ship that sails on the ground? Some landlocked countries have really done amazing things?"
"No, no, that kind of thing is impossible, right?"
A group of soldiers patrolling near the fence stopped and started talking.
"A ship moving in the fog... Where have I heard something similar in my memory? By the way, a ghost ship! The undead!"
"Are they immortal? Everyone is on alert! They must not be allowed to cross the border!" The captain immediately began to give orders to the team members.
"Wait, wait, captain! This ship and the fog are heading outside! Do we want to keep them out of our country?!" A soldier said dumbfounded.
"Ah... I'm sorry, because the undead crossing the border is a big deal - how could such an unlucky thing happen to me and my brothers? I accidentally got too excited." The captain patted his forehead.
"So, any of you have dealt with mercenaries who deal with monsters, and do you know what they are?"
Anyway, due to the heavy fog, it is difficult to continue patrolling now, leaving a few people on guard. The remaining soldiers whispered to each other for a while, and an older soldier stood up: "Captain, could it be 'that one'?
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A few months ago, there were rumors that a ghost fleet sailed out from the realm of the undead ruled by the night dead magician Xie Yuen.
Neighboring countries thought that this powerful undead man who owned the country but had been "pacifying himself" was finally planning to "follow his nature" and start a war against the living. Panic spread, but nothing happened.
It’s just that this ghost fleet moved directly towards the Eina Alliance, the Inberon Kingdom, and the Catinias Mountains. That was the place where everyone suddenly turned into the undead many years ago.
No one knows what happened in this place. Only legends say that there are powerful undead people sitting in it, so a new legend was born——
The famous and powerful undead who were originally isolated began to have some kind of communication. Is it a simple communication, a trade between "hells", or some kind of ulterior conspiracy? Because the living
It is impossible to sneak into the realm of the undead, so it is impossible to investigate, and everything can only be conjectured.
But what cannot be stopped is the spread of rumors.
Nothing has happened until now, but as the ghost fleet officially enters these dead countries, maybe the situation will change soon?
"Captain, when the fog passes, we will leave here immediately... go back and report, right?"
"Okay." The captain agreed without thinking.
If the situation changes, wouldn't it be the front-line soldiers here who are the first to be unlucky? If submitting this important report is considered a great achievement? It would be great if they could be transferred to a casual job in the city.
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Ghost ship fleet, flagship, battleship Lampards——
This battleship was a clipper ship battleship that was piloted by Cronpis, Yayaka sailed away without permission, was sunk by the sea dragon, and finally turned into a ghost ship.
There were several other ghost ships around that were controlled by Granbell as frigates to accompany the escort.
"Huh... you will come back here one day, right?" Ibiluyai stood on the front turret of the flagship's bow, taking off the mask that almost never left his face in the realm of the living, letting out a breath of death.
The wind blew against his face, looking at the general direction of his birthplace.
There is a strange feeling in the fog of the ghost ship. Although this is the center of the fog, you can clearly see outside the fog wall.
It's been half a year since Cronpis said she was ready. After all, the Central Continent is very big, and visiting a country she has never been to will naturally take time on the journey.
Very smoothly, the only monster that could be called a powerful enemy was the level 82 monster that the fairies called "Giant Hedgehog" that they encountered a month ago in the Mining Mountains. The fairies also joined forces to defeat it.
Other things were not delayed, and this is where Ibiruyai was dumbfounded not long after the trip started -
The living facilities on this ship have all been made into luxurious versions, and Crounpis and others sometimes use teleportation magic to spend the night in a place unknown to Ibiluai, and sometimes go to the Imperial Ministry of Magic to show their faces, Kazuo Lu
Da studied magic and ran the "Hell Fairy" cult.
In conjunction with Ibiruyai's teleportation magic array board, it can be used as a moving recording point. Depending on the situation, the crew size on board the ship can also be changed at any time.
Even at this moment, the strongest goblins such as Crounpisi are not on the ship, but they can appear on the ship at any time.
At first, Yibiluyai was annoyed that she had never thought of such an efficient and comfortable way, but she soon felt relieved - she didn't have a trustworthy companion with whom she could study magic to improve her strength.
The place that is "home" no longer looks like home.
"Mom, it's lunch time." Granbell's voice came from behind. She was the only high-level fairy on the ship.
"Is it already this time?" Yibiluyai turned around and saw Granbell flying from the bridge with translucent wings flapping, holding a box in her hand.
"I clearly said it's okay if I don't need it, but I don't need to eat anything."
"But mom has a sense of taste. If you have a sense of taste, you need to eat."
Yibiluyai took the box and opened it: "Um...this is food from the kingdom of the undead, right?"
"Yes, last time I came and went, no one had tried the specialties there. Although the living can't eat them, since they are very popular there, I want my mother, who is a vampire, to try them anyway." Gran
Beier said with a smile.
"Really? Although the appearance is a bit strange..." Yi Biluyai picked up an "ordinary" gray meatball from the box and put it into his mouth, then narrowed his eyes and held his face, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooov
What does this taste like... It feels like the taste is deep into the bone marrow. Maybe even skeletons and zombie undead without taste, or even incorporeal undead, can taste the taste?"
