The Red Rain Caravan's journey through the Soria Great Forest was not easy.
From time to time, one or two level-50 Wind Chasing Leopards would appear, forcing the players to dismount and deal with these magical beasts.
Wind Chasing Leopard, Magical Beast, Normal, Level 50, HP 50,000.
Although the Wind Chasing Leopard was just a normal monster with relatively low HP, its speed and damage output were not much lower than a level-30 Leader monster. Ordinary players simply couldn't withstand two or three hits.
For an ordinary player, encountering one was a death sentence—there was no escape.
However, the caravan had special skills during transport. Players didn't need to fight head-on; they could directly rely on the Bronze-grade Carriage's attack skill to deal considerable damage to these monsters. Furthermore, it could enhance the players' attributes within a certain range. Even an ordinary level-30 player would have attributes equivalent to those of a normal level-40 player. Therefore, as long as the players' skills were decent, dealing with level-50 monsters wasn't impossible.
Before Shi Feng and the others could even get off the carriage, they saw Mo Wuyu dash forward to confront the two Wind Chasing Leopards. Before the leopards could react, Mo Wuyu unleashed a slashing attack, landing three consecutive hits of over 1,000 damage each.
"Roar!"
The Wind Chasing Leopard roared in fury, swiping its dagger-like claws at Mo Wuyu, while the other lunged to bite.
However, before either leopard could touch Mo Wuyu, six Bronze-grade Carriages at the front fired beams of azure light. The light was incredibly fast, instantly striking both Wind Chasing Leopards and knocking them back with each hit, dealing 3,000 damage each time. In the blink of an eye, both leopards were critically wounded.
Seizing the opportunity, Mo Wuyu circled to the leopards' rear, positioned himself, and delivered a vicious Earth Splitting Slash to their hind legs. The Dark-Gold-grade longsword's sharpness was extraordinary, slicing through the thick fur and striking bone and tendon, drastically reducing the leopards' mobility.
Following this, the other Bronze Carriages fired their azure light beams, and soon both Wind Chasing Leopards were slain. Throughout the entire engagement, Mo Wuyu hadn't received a single scratch. The coordination between the person and the carriage was flawless, leaving no need for guards like Shi Feng to intervene.
Mo Wuyu sheathed his sword and casually leaped back onto the carriage, stating flatly, "Let's move out."
This scene left many guard members astounded. A single person handling two level-50 Wind Chasing Leopards without a scratch—there were likely fewer than a handful in all of Starfall City who could achieve such a feat.
"As expected of the Red Rain Caravan's Mo Wuyu. Looks like this escort job is just easy money waiting to be collected," many player-guards said with relief.
Escort missions for caravans, while offering generous rewards and experience, were by no means easy tasks. The roads were fraught with dangers that could lead to death, so many players in Starfall City avoided taking them on. But encountering a powerful caravan like this was pure luck—it was practically free experience and money.
"To think he already has such powerful control. I'm afraid within the guild, only Fire Dance and Ziyan surpass him. No wonder he could become famous across the Star Moon Kingdom as a free player in the future, ranking among the top thirty Swordsmen in the kingdom." Shi Feng immediately assessed Mo Wuyu's combat level from the fight, which was far superior to when he himself had first entered the Divine Realm.
Near a stone bridge in the outer region of the Soria Great Forest, numerous players, all above level 27, were concealed in the woods flanking the bridge's path.
At this distance, ordinary players would easily spot them, but these people had used Concealment Scrolls. While not truly invisible, the scrolls blurred their forms, making them very difficult to detect with the naked eye while hiding in the woods.
At their head was a level-29 Berserker clad in black scale armor, holding a Silver-grade greatsword. A cold smile played on his lips as he watched the slowly approaching caravan. "They're finally here. Get ready."
Upon his command, everyone produced a yellowish-brown magic scroll.
Just as the Red Rain Caravan's carriages entered the ambush zone, the leading Berserker bellowed.
"Attack!"
Instantly, all the members of the Thousand-Mile Slaughter guild activated their yellowish-brown magic scrolls. Thick, earthen walls erupted from the road, sealing off both forward and backward paths completely. The carriages were rendered unable to advance or retreat.