In this deep seabed, the West saw many warships sunk by humans and even aircraft carriers with two faults.
His expression became a little serious. It was hard to imagine what the human army had experienced when the sea race woke up.
West continued to move forward and estimated the time.
A few hours had passed, but there was still no end ahead.
"The bottom of the sea is so vast. Do we need to move forward all the time?" West asked in a low voice.
The expression on the Nine-Tailed Crab didn't change. It nodded.
"We're only about one-third of the way forward now, and we have to go further."
Hearing the words of the Nine-Tailed Crab, West was confused.
About ten hours later, the speed of the Nine-Tailed Crab slowly dropped.
West looked around cautiously. It was a collapsed palace underwater.
West was about to walk forward when he was stopped by Nine-Tailed Crab.
It shook its head and murmured a spell.
It was something he couldn't understand.