Chapter 134: Chapter 130: He Must Be Using Cheats!
Dusk descended, painting the forest with the color of blood.
After a grueling journey, Old Zhao and his group finally reached the mountaintop outpost. They had lost six comrades along the way.
Before reaching the summit, everyone was fervently praying that the outpost would be small. Otherwise, with so few of them, they would stand no chance!
The Wild Boarn were too ferocious!
They had been repeatedly ambushed by several elite Wild Boarn teams.
The red Wild Boars were tough-skinned and almost impervious to attack.
The black Wild Boars could unleash overwhelming damage without warning, killing in an instant.
The green Wild Boars were agile fatties, with very high movent speed, and could shoot arrows.
The combat power of the Wild Boarn was truly formidable!
The operation was rushed, and they were severely undermanned!
If the mountaintop outpost was too large, they would likely be overwheld by a sense of helplessness. It was already dusk, and there was no ti to seek reinforcents from the camp. By the ti help arrived, the Wild Boar Monster Ridge would have already descended into darkness.
The Wild Boar Monster Ridge was perilous even during the day.
Nightti was too terrifying to even contemplate.
As they approached the summit, they found themselves in an awkward predicant. If they could capture the mountaintop outpost, that would be great. But if they failed, they would be caught in a dilemma with no way forward or back.
Everyone gazed towards the mountaintop outpost with a prayerful attitude, and when they saw its scale, their expressions turned blank, followed by despair.
Young Master Cong was the first to curse: "Damn it, is this an outpost? It’s clearly a camp!"
"How is this outpost so big!"
"From the foot of the mountain, it looked much smaller!"
"It’s over, it’s completely over now!"
"We have less than fifty n left. How can we take a camp guarded by a large group of Wild Boarn?"
Despair filled everyone’s hearts.
Before the battle even started, morale had plumted to the bottom.
"We can’t rely on brute strength, and we must not make unnecessary sacrifices," Xu Tianhua said, frowning. "Judging by the size of this outpost base, even if we can take it down, we’ll likely suffer high casualties, which just isn’t worth it!"
"Boss Xu is right!"
"It’s tough for us to level up!"
"I’m not afraid to die, but dying once ans too much loss!"
Many in the crowd echoed these sentints. Those present were generally 2nd or 3rd level elites. They were called elites because they were one step ahead of others.
But that lead was fragile.
If they died even once, their advantage would vanish.
No one wanted to take that risk, as the risk outweighed the reward.
If the elite vanguard of the three camps were annihilated here.
How could the three camps compete with the others? They would likely lose a substantial edge!
Even the strong-willed Chen Yu showed hesitation. She was tough but not foolish. No one wants to fight a battle that leads to mutual destruction or even total annihilation.
But having co this far.
Wouldn’t it be a sha to give up?
Once again, everyone’s eyes turned to Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming did not imdiately respond but looked around, searching for sothing.
Zhang Xiaoqiang approached and whispered, "No sign of Boss Hang nearby."
Old Zhao furrowed his thick brows slightly.
"Get in touch with him."
"Let
do it!" Jiang Nan volunteered to contact Hang Yu. After a few seconds, she walked over to Zhao Ming with a peculiar expression and said, "The Great God wants us to enter the camp directly."
Enter the camp directly?
No way! Isn’t that suicidal!
Zhao Ming thought for a couple of seconds and said to Chen Yu and Xu Tianhua, "I think since we’ve co this far, we should at least scout the area, even if we don’t attack, to prepare for future operations."
Chen Yu and Xu Tianhua exchanged glances.
Both agreed that Zhao Ming made so sense.
They imdiately sent two invisible team mbers ahead for reconnaissance.
The team cautiously approached the closed main gate of the camp.
How many Wild Boarn would be inside?
Once the gate opened.
Would they be ambushed?
Everyone was extrely anxious.
Just as the tense atmosphere was about to solidify,
Suddenly, the gate opened on its own, and everyone’s nerves tightened. The mages prepared their skills, the warriors gripped their weapons tightly, all ready to face a formidable foe.
Just when the tension reached its peak,
A mischievous head peeked out through the gap in the door.
It was a dog head, with its tongue out, head tilted, eyes goofy, a purebred Husky!
Everyone was dumbfounded at the sight.
Is this a joke? What’s going on!
They had gone through an arduous journey to reach the summit.
They had steeled themselves for a life-or-death battle.
Yet, the first creature to erge from the mountaintop outpost was a Husky!
The feeling was akin to this ludicrous scenario:
You’ve trained for twenty years, becoming the mightiest warrior, receiving the Treasure Sword from the king, wearing the finest armor in the land, wielding the sturdiest shield, and assembling seven or eight Legendary Powerhouses. You’ve slain monsters all the way to the Demon King’s castle, ready to challenge the legendary Demon King.
Only to find out... the legendary Demon King is a Patrick Star.
"Hey, hello, how are you? You are so slow!" The Husky ca out, nudged the door open with its head, and shook its fur confidently, "Boss and I almost fell asleep waiting."
"Er Gou!"
Jiang Nan and Young Master Cong exclaid simultaneously.
Everyone turned their eyes to the two of them.
Jiang Nan explained, "Don’t be nervous, everyone. Er Gou is a friendly dog; he’s Mr. Hang’s Husky Spirit Beast."
Young Master Cong inwardly scoffed: Friendly? My foot!
"Er Gou, why are you here, and where is Mr. Hang?" Jiang Nan shouted at the dog at the gate, "What’s the situation in this camp? Are there still any monsters inside?"
"Oh, you’re late. All the monsters have been wiped out by Boss and . Boss is inside, just co on in!"
What?
The monsters have been eliminated!
All wiped out!
The crowd was bewildered.
The Husky sauntered back into the outpost camp, leaving everyone montarily speechless. After a brief hesitation, they had no choice but to follow.
The camp was very clean.
There was no sign of a major battle.
However, the air carried a lingering burnt scent.
The Wild Boarn’s bodies had already turned into spiritual particles and evaporated; the watchtowers and buildings had been replaced. A Spirit Realm stele stood in the center, marking it as an open space similar to a camp.
Was there really no Wild Boarn at the mountaintop outpost?
Everyone knew that was impossible.
Could it be, as the talking Husky said, that all the Wild Boarn had been wiped out? Almost all eyes were drawn to a figure sitting in front of the Spirit Realm stele.
He looked young.
He wore neatly crafted green armor but sported a deliberately tattered cloak. He wasn’t particularly tall, yet sitting alone in the camp watching the twilight gave off a mysterious aura.
No one could see his face.
Because the young man wore a mask.
It only added to his mysteriousness.
He sat silently, spreading out a small ground display with over thirty items, more than half of which emanated a white glow, captivating anyone’s gaze.
Equipnt!
So much equipnt!
Since entering the Spirit Realm, this group had never seen so many valuable items displayed together!
Could it be this guy single-handedly wiped out the entire camp’s Wild Boarn?
How could anyone believe that!
This is outrageous!
Unless this guy had hacked the ga!
Yet this pile of equipnt unwittingly confird it.
Because the attributes of the displayed gear were visible to everyone, and quite a few were level five equipnt... This was simply a godlike figure.
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