The Tomb Star Cluster festered with the stench of death, down to its very depths.
At its heart stood a black city, its tall looming walls giving it a formidable aura.
Austin, who had disguised himself as a corpse soldier of this world, started making his way toward the city.
There were no guards posted outside the fortress, but the gates were shut.
The gates were engraved with dark, glowing runes, mysterious and powerful, radiating with deadly threat.
Austin discreetly used his spiritual sense to inspect the gates, finding it impossible to break into.
His only recourse was to hide in a corner near the walls and wait for the gates to open.
He didn't have to wait long before they did.
Corpse soldiers marched out of the opened gates, reeking of the stench of corpses.
Five black-robed men appeared to be leading this army of the dead.
Based on the energy they were emanating, the black-robed men were great masters at the level of the sect ancestor.
Under their command, the hundreds of thousands of corpse soldiers marched onward until they disappeared in the horizon.
After the last soldiers passed through, the city gates swung shut automatically and swiftly behind them.
There was no chance for Austin to slip through.
'Looks like they're on their way to reinforce their ranks, '
Austin surmised, following the soldiers with his eyes.
The Universal Allied Army was currently locked in battle with the troops of underworld.
The corpse soldiers that just marched out were on their way to the battlefield.
Half a day passed. Four or five more groups of corpse soldiers were deployed from the city.
'But why is no one going back in? Some of them would have returned by now, '
Austin thought irritably, his patience growing thin.
As if on cue, a massive force of about ten thousand corpse soldiers grew visible in the distance, approaching the city.
Each corpse soldier carried a black sack on their back.
Two men in billowing black robes stood out, clearly identifiable as the troops' leaders.
Their power could match that of the sect ancestor.
Ervin, after all, had earlier selected a large number of masters from the underworld to take with him in a massacre spree across the universe, in order to obtain more corpses to augment their army.
More than six hundred masters of the level of the sect ancestor had been gathered.
Hence, for every contingent of the army of the underworld, masters of the sect ancestor's level could be spotted at their lead.
The horde eventually arrived at the city gates.
One of the black-robed men at the head of the contingent started murmuring, apparently casting several spells at the entrance.
Soon enough, the gates started opening for them.
'Here comes my chance!'
Austin thought, grinning in his hiding spot, excitement coursing through him.
He activated his bodily movement skill containing the brilliant spatial law power, which enabled him to distort the space in front of him and place himself at the back of the ranks of corpse soldiers without being noticed.
Using his mind, Austin then transported one of the soldiers at the end of the line to the Slave Tower.
The corpse soldier wasn't even able to put up a fight before it got teleported elsewhere.
Austin quickly took the corpse soldier's sack and his place in line, blending seamlessly among the troops.
The two men in black robes at the front of the line appeared to have sensed something amiss as soon as Austin transported the soldier.
They whipped around, squinting at the soldiers at the end of the line, looking for the anomaly.
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