Chapter 147: The Squad Scatters, Each Fleeing for Their Lives

"That move was way too fast."

The incident happened suddenly; Chen Shicheng had just been about to identify that Lone Wolf's Attribute, and the moment the thought arose, the wolf was gone.

"I tell you, if that wolf falls into my hands, a single move can snap its head off."

Just as Chen Shicheng was speechless, a bragging voice suddenly came from beside him.

Turning his head, he saw a member of the Cultural Tourism Bureau Logistics Department courting a very well‑built female player, completely ignoring the woman's rolling white eyes.

On the road ahead, the large force encountered several waves of wild monsters, but unsurprisingly, they were all torn to pieces by the quick‑eyed, fast‑handed players scrambling to the kill.

And the bragging player kept boasting to every female player nearby, as if his mere involvement could easily finish this Task.

"Whose subordinate is this, and why so valiant?"

Chen Shicheng casually tossed him an identification.

【Lv. 14 Chen Long (Zhao Liang), Precision: 14, Qi: 30, Spirit; 11.5, Skill:】

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Chen Shicheng stared dumbfounded at Chen Long circling the female player, a huge question mark popping in his mind—was this a coincidence?

No!

This lecherous behavior toward women is exactly the same as at the Trading gathering when he fawned over the rabbit.

Although he's a level higher, he likely just leveled up, and since Chen Long could already get insider info about the Cultural Tourism Bureau Logistics Department at the gathering, it's clear he's an insider, directly matching.

This guy must be the real Chen Long who hasn't fled.

Now that someone has seen him act, he'll have to be extra careful this time; a slip could expose his identity.

Suddenly, Chen Shicheng entertained the thought of breaking away from the squad.

Chen Long's presence is only one factor; the bigger reason is that this squad is too conspicuous.

This incident has been confirmed: it's a plot by the Silent Council against the Iron Blood Great Wall, and as an organization that stirs trouble worldwide yet remains uncaptured, they couldn't have failed to anticipate reinforcements in their pre‑plan.

Knowing reinforcements will arrive, they will likely set an ambush midway to wipe out this large force outright.

Their goal is simply to raise the difficulty of the formation‑breaking Task; whether top‑tier players or these elite players, they won't let anyone get away if they can kill them!

In this situation, him trying to hold back while mixed in the large force is absolutely impossible.

The reality was almost exactly as he guessed; just as he was pondering how to break away, a sudden anomaly erupted.

"Alert: Icefield wolves incoming 500 meters to the left, estimated 200 in number!" the scouting player announced.

"Hm?"

The sudden monster onslaught left everyone stunned; the monsters encountered so far had been scattered, so why did a massive pack of Thus Ice Plain Wolves appear all of a sudden—were they avenging that Lone Wolf?

What a joke! But there was no time to ponder; everyone felt the ground tremble from the rush of over 200 Thus Ice Plain Wolves, and the falling snow became chaotic.

"Prepare for battle!"

When the team leader gave the order, everyone stared grimly toward the Icefield on the left. Their earlier ease was solely because numbers bullied the few; not even a lone Lone Wolf, let alone a Frost Giant, could stand against a mob of over fifty.

Now, 200 Thus Ice Plain Wolves are charging; regardless of level, the sheer number forces everyone to stay hyper‑alert, as a single lapse could cause casualties.

The group quickly acted on game experience: melee moved forward, ranged took the middle, and healers prepared at the rear.

However, this formation is meant for a single powerful boss; whether it works against a swarm of icefield wolves remains an unknown.

Soon, the pack closed in amid drifting snow, covering hundreds of meters in a blink, their frost‑glinting fangs crystal clear.

The player team launched attacks immediately—bows, crossbows, Lightning spells, Flame, various ranged assaults raining down on the raging Thus Ice Plain Wolf pack.

The three highest‑level leaders charged ahead, clashing with the strongest Thus Ice Plain Wolves; wolves fell continuously, and the snow melted into red.

Unfortunately, a Wolf King was among them; with a howl, the stalled pack split like a tide, circling both sides, and the player team suddenly became disordered.

Fortunately, the front‑line melee players quickly shifted positions, encircling everyone in the middle and barely shielding the central ranged players.

But the battlefield grew chaotic; as the fight wore on, injuries mounted, and the healers' True Essence grew strained.

Soon, several people, crippled by wounds, were dragged out by the Thus Ice Plain Wolves; those bearing teleportation runes activated instantly, flashing back to near the passage after a burst of light.

Those without runes could only endure the wolves' bites, awaiting teammates' rescue.

Chen Shicheng, conflicted, ruffled his hair and unleashed the Taiyin Cold Ice Curse at full power, briefly subduing the wolf pack, while some swift melee players seized the chance to pull people back.

However, the rescued players turned into blood‑filled gourds, their injuries looking utterly tragic.

If Chen Shicheng had delayed any longer back then, the large force might have suffered combat losses.

"Alert north: a squad of Goblin Knights! At least 100!"

Just as players looked at the wounded with concern, a hoarse shout rang from the squad, "North side situation: a Goblin Knight squad, at least 100!"

"Damn, that's deadly!"

Everyone cursed inwardly upon hearing the news; they hadn't even figured out the 200‑plus Thus Ice Plain Wolves, and now over a hundred Goblin Knights appeared—any chance of survival?

"Everyone form your own parties and scatter; try to break out."

"May you all find fortune; we're withdrawing first."

"Listen up, the top player is north; after scattering, head north as much as possible; we might regroup."

The three highest‑level leaders shouted, then each led their group outward to break through; the others formed small parties of two or three, displaying their skills as they left the battlefield.

Zhu Miao, still somewhat responsible, prepared to shout a greeting to Chen Shicheng before departing, but when he turned back he realized there was no sign of him.

Amid the chaotic battlefield, Zhu Miao had no spare mind to tend to anyone, so he didn't know whether Chen Shicheng had fled early, been dragged by the wolves, or used a teleportation rune to return to the passage.

After circling two or three times without finding him, he could only helplessly lead the others away first.

(End of Chapter)