It wasn't advantageous originally; now it has become even more troublesome.
The rain kept pouring and pouring, gradually turning into a flood, as if it was going to swallow the entire world.
The undead struggled to move through it, with every step they took being dragged by the rapid currents beneath their feet. The deeper they went, the higher the water rose, submerging up to their waists.
"Hey, anyone who can fly, help us out!"
"Can't fly, we're grounded."
"Damn!"
All sorts of curses filled the air.
In such terrible conditions, the fact that the red-armored soldiers were also slowed down by the rain, making it difficult for them to move, was perhaps the only good news.
"Anyone know how to use water magic?"
"Over here."
"Attack the water in front of us!"
By attacking the surface of the water to push forward, their running speed increased, and with the help of undead who specialized in frost magic, they started surfing on the waves.
"Woohoo~"
"Ohhh——"
