《Game of Divine Thrones》Book 8 Chapter 185 - Dark Veiled Sea (1)
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After exiting the Valkyrie's Ruins, Woohyuk immediately headed for the black sea.
His elite troops were stationed in the capital of the Norton Kingdom, so he wasn’t very worried about it.
Even if a big problem occurred, he would leave it to Huperion in Dreadlore.
He had a whopping 50,000 undead troops under his command.
'The Sanctuary of the Dead attracts undeads from surrounding areas.'
Thanks to this effect, the remnants of Nigel's army that had scattered around could be easily absorbed into his army in Dreadlore.
As Woohyuk leisurely gazed at the horizon, he heard some screams behind him.
They were the members of the Blackbeard Pirates.
They were currently being questioned by the former pirate king Drake.
“Did you find anything out?”
“Not really. They're just low henchmen, so they don't know important information.”
Drake answered as he stored away his torture tools.
Roan then intervened excitedly.
“Then let's kill them all! Being at sea is so boring!”
Thwack!
A fist fell on top of Roan's head.
Brynhild glared at him with a stern look as she removed her hand from the point of impact.
Roan grabbed his head and rolled around on the deck.
“Why did you hit me?! Just why?!"
“Make some effort...
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