The dawn’s light stread through the door, reaching the threshold as morning arose.
As the sky was barely lit, outside an abandoned shrine inscribed with "Bai Family XX," Hong Yan, who had been staking out all night, spat fiercely.
An eighteen-year-old girl, courageous, with rounded waist and delicate features, stretched lazily, revealing curves beneath her night travel clothes that tempted a taste.
However, at this mont, the graceful girl’s eyes were filled with murderous intent and coldness, looking extrely displeased.
Last night, a conflict suddenly erupted between the "Blood and Fire Platform" and "Where Among the Horizon is No Grass."
As a belligerent person and a direct family descendant, Hong Yan naturally wanted to go back and make a contribution.
Unfortunately, she currently had a task at hand; she was sent to investigate the "Luling Platform."
This is a wasteland town, not too prosperous nor too desolate, located dozens of kiloters from the safe zone.
According to the intelligence provided by the Elder Council, this small town was suspected to show signs of Annihilation Association activities, possibly lurking in so abandoned old shrines locally.
However...
"All night, the eyes sent out reported nothing, damn those family intelligence always being wrong...
Those elders, dog-eyed, belittling people, could they be deliberately making things difficult for , thinking I’m young and easy to bully?"
Hong Yan glanced once more at the silent team channel, suspecting that she might be right that certain old fossils in the family were targeting her!
Given that from previous investigations into the Annihilation Association and Yu Mingluan’s information, it was always like this: they claid traces of the Annihilation Association were there, and what happened? Not there at all!
Instead, she ran into a group of Nagou Secret Cultists worshiping the Evil God.
Following the intelligence to track them, she always ca back empty-handed.
All the hard work without results, only able to watch others succeed.
There’s definitely sothing fishy going on; anyone who trusts it is a fool!
Thinking this, Hong Yan angrily turned on the enhancent drive:
[Team Channel: 12]
Hong Yan: "@everyone. Is there really nothing happening? If not, return for the report, co over and gather!"
[You sent a location information.]
Cai Xu: "Received"
Anonymous: "Received"
Chang Jin: "Received"
Anonymous: "Received"
Life on the Strap: "Received"
Anonymous: "Received"
Ruthless Swordsman: "Received"
Anonymous: "Received"
...
A series of responses lit up one after another.
Eleven subordinates, eleven teammates, responded to the captain’s command without exception.
After sending, Hong Yan casually glanced at the map where the eleven red dots were quickly converging toward her, then silently waited in place.
Humph, those terrible elders. Today you insult ; I’ll repay it hundred-fold soday...
She complained silently to herself, then closed her eyes to rest.
Half a minute later.
Just as Hong Yan was waiting for her teammates to gather, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked once more at the team channel. Her pupils instantly contracted.
Not right.
It’s not right!
She hadn’t noticed before, but now carefully checking, there’s sothing off.
Why were they using anonymous replies in the team?
This seed fine at first glance, but upon reflection, it was definitely odd as these were all her subordinates – why would they dare use anonymity? Especially when those nicknas are just Cai Xu and Hong Jin themselves, what are they doing by changing nicknas to resend ’received’?
Also... in the team interface’s position sharing, except for herself, the other eleven teammates were all coming from the sa place.
But clearly last night, each was arranged to monitor different locations!
Not good! There’s a problem!
Veteran of many battles, Hong Yan instantly sprang up.
She imdiately had an answer in her mind: soone was trying to use this thod to confuse her, lower her vigilance to deal with the "Rogue" talent "Bloodlust" and avoid being discovered and escaping early...
"Damn it! I’ve been fooled!"
Hong Yan stood abruptly, knowing the situation was dire, her subordinates likely controlled with no chance of survival. She turned to escape.
Yet, at that mont, the shrine’s door beside her suddenly opened inward.
Under the candlelight, the offering table’s sticky rice kept bouncing, as if buried underneath were a hundred unwilling hearts.
No less than ten alluring, scantily-clad dark-thread witches gathered together, looking at Hong Yan with invasive gazes and laughing: "Sister, where do you think you’re going? Since you’re here, stay and play a while~"
As the words just slipped out, their cherry lips parted, shooting rusty dark red liquid threads, resembling lubricating oil or thorned brambles, stretching from all directions to weave a dense net and block Hong Yan’s path.
That ancient shrine, silent all night, surprisingly hid a nest full of bizarre humanoid creatures.
Unknown ans they used to sneak here, and nothing seed unusual, not even with Hong Yan’s "Rogue" phase two’s bloodlust probing – no anomaly was detected until the siege erupted and revealed the corrosive aura.
"Damn it, how could it be... Abyss Demon? When did it co in!"
Hong Yan barely had ti to think; even though these demon won had only first-order strength, if trapped by them, escape would be impossible!
In this mont, Hong Yan fully aware of the dire situation didn’t dare hold anything back, drawing out a pistol-like short-handled weapon, splattering blood, and shaking it vigorously.
"Break for !"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Sparks scattered around, blending the "death energy" fires spraying forth, slashing continuously.
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