Very soon, twenty-five days had passed.
These twenty-five days were calm and peaceful, and they had journeyed all the way to the front of Mount Frostreach.
Ahead lies a thousand miles of Mount Frostreach. Once they cross this, they will reach Moonwatch City, within four to five days.
"Let's head into the mountains and set up camp!"
Marshall Morgan gave the order.
The twenty thousand troops moved forward into Mount Frostreach.
After dozens of miles, they found a flat area and set up camp, followed by dinner.
Night descended, and from within the thousand miles of Mount Frostreach, beasts roared continuously.
Marshall Morgan ordered some to patrol, while others rested.
Deep into the night, there were more than twenty figures leaping swiftly between the mountains.
All more than twenty people wore black robes, their movement technique frighteningly fast, like phantoms in the midnight woods.
