The night was deep, and under this heavy gray cloud, all the starlight was obscured. In the endless thick darkness, the only light came from the Morning Glow Advance, which held up a burning torch, sailing alone in this long night.
It was so solitary, yet so bright. If there were companions in the darkness, they would surely notice its light point. But likewise, if there were bloodthirsty beasts, they would inevitably become aware of the existence of the Morning Glow Advance.
The corrosive pressure constantly affected everyone on the ship. Fortunately, the Morning Glow Advance carried enough Florun Potion, and with the assistance of the medicine, these corrosions hadn't overly affected the crew and soldiers for the time being.
But even so, some people still heard voices coming from the darkness, as if within this lightless blackness, countless aberrations surrounded the edges of the darkness, licking sharp claws and whispering among themselves.
"How long can they hold on?"
