Beijing.

As the city was at the middle point of the party’s journey to Mt. Baekdu, it wasn’t that far of a trek for the procession.

However, that didn’t mean that it wouldn’t be difficult.

“It’s still as horrifyingly impressive as ever.”

They found themselves back at Qingdao, the city that had been turned into cubes of ice, with a vast river tributary that lay in their path.

Fortunately, Liu Bei hadn’t begun this journey without any preparations.

"Get in!"

As the direct descendant of the previous general secretary, he seemed to know many things about things along the way and many things they could make use of. Ships that hadn’t been there when Lee Jun-Kyeong and his party had passed this area were sitting anchored in the river.

“The Hunters will distribute themselves among the ships, and as for the giants…”

“We will handle our own crossing.”

The giants seemed to have their own method of crossing the river.

Lee Jun-Kyeong and his party also divided themselves among several ships in order to protect the ordinary humans from any possible underwater attacks.

"Fenrir. Are you sleepy?" Lee Jun-Kyeong asked the boy sitting next to him.

"Slee…py…”

After the battle with the king, Fenrir, who had initially slept quite...