"Dead?"
The assassin Qiluo heard the report and couldn't help but open the system party panel. A member's status was greyed out, which meant they were dead.
Among the party members, indeed two were shown in gray, Mo Feimo and Thunder Battle Tiger, proving that the two had died at this moment.
The other party members, upon hearing this, also checked one after another.
They simply couldn't believe this was true.
Mo Feimo and Thunder Battle Tiger were top-tier experts within the guild, their strength on par with Captain Qiluo. Even if they joined forces, a team of experts wouldn't be able to handle them easily.
It was unimaginable to everyone how these two could have died.
"Captain, should we go over there?" an assassin asked. "If they can just kill our Return of the King members like this, and if we don't resolve this matter, I'm afraid we'll be ridiculed by other super guilds if word gets out."
"No, it takes more than half an hour just to run to the exit from here. By then, they'll have long since revived." Qiluo shook his head. "Moreover, we don't know the situation. Let's find those two women first and take them out. To be able to kill Mo Feimo and the other, the opponent's strength is not to be underestimated. It's very likely a formidable team came here to grind monsters. We can deal with them after we complete our mission."
In Qiluo's view, being able to kill Mo Feimo and the other, even a Lord-level monster couldn't do it. It must have been a player attack, and the opponent had many people, including quite a few top experts. Otherwise, with the two's strength, even if they couldn't all escape, at least one could have survived.
The opponent had many people, and dealing with them would certainly take considerable time. Their primary task was to eliminate Zero Wing's core members. If the targets got away, the loss would outweigh the gain. Now that they were about to find them, naturally they couldn't give up halfway.
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Inside the Crystal Wolf Den, Qiluo and the others kept advancing, clearing wave after wave of Crystal Wolves.
"Captain, there are their footprints ahead. Judging from the marks, they didn't pass by long ago." An assassin activated scouting mode and could clearly see the faint blue footprints left on the ground.
These faint blue footprints were proof that players had been here before, but only players with scouting skills could see them.
These footprints could be judged by size, brightness, and so on. The brighter the light, the more recently the footprints were left; the dimmer the light, the longer ago they were left.
"Good, the game of hide-and-seek should end now." Qiluo glanced at the map, a cold smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "To make our Falcon Legion spend so much time just to kill you two, you should be proud."
As Qiluo spoke, a large number of Falcon Legion players slowly moved forward.
"Qingxuan, what should we do now?" Qingzhu, hiding in a crevice in the rock wall, watched the approaching Falcon Legion, gripping her staff tightly, her heart very tense.
Their current level was 39. If they died once now, it would take several days to recover.
"There's no way to hide here anymore. When the time comes, we'll have to fight them head-on." Siyu Qingxuan was also helpless. In order to escape before, she had already used the teleportation scroll. To evade pursuit, they could only come here, but now it seemed useless in the end.
Seeing the eighteen members of the Falcon Legion approaching step by step, Siyu Qingxuan and Qingzhu also began to cast their spells, prepared to fight to the death.
"Roar!"
Just as the Falcon Legion members were still over a hundred yards away from Siyu Qingxuan and the others, a sudden roar from the cave caused the Falcon Legion members to stop in their tracks and turn their heads toward the source of the sound.
A tiger, its body as large as a house, with paws blazing with pitch-black flames, was walking towards them step by step.
However, what was surprising was that a person was sitting on this giant tiger. But because he was wearing a black robe, his appearance and identity couldn't be recognized; it could only be seen that it was a male.
"A player?" The assassin Qiluo looked at the black-robed man on the giant tiger and felt a hint of wariness in his heart.
He had already used his observation skill and confirmed that the man on the giant tiger was a player, which could only mean one thing.