Thankfully, Fang Jie was an Undead Mage, and had already reached the Bronze level. If that weren't the case, an ordinary person would have gotten sick from being here too long, afflicted with all kinds of diseases.
Although Fang Jie wouldn't fall ill because of this, he still had an unpleasant feeling.
As a Human, there was an instinctive repulsion towards this environment, an innate desire to stay away.
"The swamp beneath here is too sticky; the strength and weight of the Skeletons aren't suitable. If they go down, they won't be a match for those corpses below," Fang Hao pointed and said.
However, during this time, Fang Hao had basically figured out the situation underground.
He knew which areas were shallow and which were deep, clear and certain.
Even the mode of combat, Fang Hao had prepared in advance. After all, Fang Jie had given him a great deal of autonomy. Otherwise, everything would have to wait for his own orders, and many things would be left undone.