Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

Chapter 972: Chapter 597: Hell Pit, Endless Blood River Merchant Group_2

However, the inheritance memory says they can sail on the Endless Blood River and can go anywhere."

The silhouette steering the ghost ship slowly approached the bank of the Endless Blood River.

This was not particularly far from the position where Fang Zhou and the others were.

Seeing that the Endless Blood River Ghost Ship seemed to intend to stop, Fang Zhou couldn’t relax too much.

He began to slowly release skills, and then, layers of Death Energy Shields enveloped him.

Seeing Fang Zhou’s actions, Uriel, who was a bit slow to react, also began to release defense skills at this time.

Fang Zhou not only released defense skills but also summoned the Undead Warriors from his tomb.

His current golden battle power is far from enough; only Olaf, the Berserker Heroic Spirit, has the strength of the Golden Lower Rank.

The other undead in the tomb are mostly at the Silver Limit at best.

To improve their strength, Fang Zhou needs to deepen his connection with the will of the Blood War Furnace, master some of the Undead Blood Moon powers here, and consume a large amount of Soul Power and Undead Resources to achieve it.

Therefore, this time Fang Zhou only summoned five hundred Blood Spirit Guards at the Silver Limit from the tomb.

Honestly, Fang Zhou once thought about leaving, but after thinking about it, he stopped.

Compared to wandering aimlessly, seeing what this ghost ship will do next might provide new intelligence.

As the ghost ship completely stopped, a sailor from the ship threw down a rope.

He then walked ashore, hammered a large iron nail, and tied the rope to it.

What happened next left Fang Zhou dumbfounded.

Another sailor opened the hatch of the ghost ship, and an undead walked out, followed by another.

One after another, the undead continuously emerged from this ghost ship, which was less than thirty meters long.

Some of them were middle and low-tier undead, wearing armor and holding weapons.

Others, like slaves, carried large bags of goods on their shoulders.

The undead continuously emerged from the ghost ship.

If this had already widened Fang Zhou’s eyes, the later appearance was even harder to accept.

A giant zombie bear appeared.

The bear’s head alone was as big as a van, not to mention the rest of the body.

The key was that this bear was loaded with all sorts of stuff.

These packages almost crushed the zombie bear like a small mountain.

The bear’s head was bigger than the ship itself, and Fang Zhou didn’t know how the ship could hold so many things.

Moreover, this bear squeezed out its way from the ship, suddenly growing larger after leaving the cabin.

Perhaps the ship had profound spatial magic that compressed the undead.

If the zombie bear was already considered large, the following appearance completely overturned Fang Zhou’s worldview.

A ten-meter-tall Skeleton Earth Dragon slowly squeezed out from inside.

Meanwhile, some undead that had initially emerged from the ghost ship quickly noticed Fang Zhou and the surrounding Tomb Undead Warriors in the distance.

This caused a commotion among the undead, and those equipped with weapons and armor quickly formed ranks, cautiously blocking at the forefront.

The rest of the undead then emerged from the ghost ship at an even faster pace.

Finally, after waiting for more than ten minutes, no more undead came out of the ghost ship.

The ghost sailor removed the large nail left on shore, then untied the rope and returned to the ship, beginning to sail away.

In place, a dense crowd of undead stood.

From Fang Zhou’s perspective, there were easily over a thousand undead of various types, and more with loaded mounts.

Upon observation, Fang Zhou did not see any powerful high-tier undead among them.

Since Fang Zhou hadn’t made any extraordinary moves, the undead below relaxed their guard slightly.

Finally, after everyone had disembarked, they gathered together, and a Bronze-tier ghost, under orders from other high-tier undead, cautiously flew to Fang Zhou and the others.

The ghost flew near, felt the pressure from Fang Zhou and his surrounding Blood Spirit Knights, turned pale, and slowly landed.

He cautiously asked, "Mighty Bone Dragon Knight...

We are the Trist Merchant Group, and I am a member of the group. What are you here for?"

Fang Zhou thought about it, unsure of how to respond when Uriel quietly advised him, "It’s best to say we’re mercenaries...

You could say we’re mercenaries who just arrived at the Blood War Furnace."

Fang Zhou nodded knowingly, finding the reason quite suitable.

The blood war between the Blood War Furnace and the Abyss has evolved into more than just a battle between demons and undead over countless years.

Countless races have been drawn into the Blood War Furnace by the undead using various methods to participate in battle.

It’s said that the resistance against the demons’ victory at the Blood War Furnace is largely credited to other races.

Fang Zhou lowered his head and said to the ghost, "We are mercenaries who just arrived at the Blood War Furnace and mean no harm."

Upon hearing this, the ghost seemed even more terrified, especially after sensing the Blood Moon Blessing’s spiritual glow on Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou watched the ghost’s knees soften further, gradually kneeling to the ground, frowning as he said, "Rest assured... we won’t act against you!"

The ghost woke up as if from a dream and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes!"

"What does the Trist Merchant Group sell?"

Fang Zhou asked patiently, looking at the ghost who trembled like a leaf.

This question finally touched on the ghost’s familiar territory, making it less fearful. It raised its head and said, "Sir, we sell everything..."

Upon raising his head, noticing Fang Zhou’s frown, he quickly corrected himself, "We mainly sell slaves, weapons, equipment, and food..."

"Are you the head of the merchant group?"

Fang Zhou looked at the ghost rambling on and then at the distant merchant group.

Clearly, this ghost was not a high-ranking figure in the merchant group, and continuing to engage with him seemed beneath Fang Zhou.

The ghost paused, then quickly shook its head, "No, no... Sir, I’m just a small trader in the merchant group."

Fang Zhou straightened up, looking at the distant merchant group, "Then let your leader come to talk; perhaps I can make a deal with him."

After some hesitation, the ghost finally nodded and crawled away, slowly flying back to the merchant group.

A look of contemplation crossed Fang Zhou’s face; this ghost was the first undead creature he contacted after arriving at the Blood War Furnace.

Its strength was unknown, but its wisdom far surpassed that of his subordinates in the Wasteland of Strife.

On the merchant group’s side, things hadn’t been idle either; the crowd kept busy throughout.

When some Spiritual Bodies washed ashore from the Endless Blood River not far away, they picked and brought out two or three dozen skeletons.

These newborn skeletons were quite fortunate; they had work right after coming ashore from the Endless Blood River.

Directed to lift some heavy cargo, they worked diligently despite lacking experience.

Soon, the ghost returned to the merchant group and conveyed Fang Zhou’s information to a plump Golden Level Vampire Noble.

His eyes were immense, akin to bear eyes when glared.

His mouth was disproportionately large, filled with rows of sharp teeth, leaving no doubt about the terrifying wounds a bite could inflict.

Upon hearing the ghost’s report, the Vampire Noble wasn’t hesitant; rather, he was quite delighted.

"Oh!

An unknown blood-colored undead combined with a Bone Dragon.

I think they might be excellent clients!"

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