That Didn't Sound Right

Normally, there weren't many monsters on the Far North Icefield. It was too cold; at most, you might see a few wandering Ice Elementals.

But now, countless Undead stood before them, leaving everyone baffled.

Was this still the Far North Icefield? Were they sure they hadn't entered the Dead Kingdom?

Tiga Lingyu voiced her doubts.

Qin Chuan said casually, "Ice Hell has flesh-and-blood creatures called Devils. After they die, Undead power corrupts them, and they become these wandering Undead. It's nothing. Don't panic."

Evergreen made a rough count and clicked his tongue. "There are at least a thousand or two just in sight. How many more will we run into farther in? Guild leader, isn't this raid you mentioned a bit too hard? Just fighting our way to the entrance would be beyond most teams."

Song Ling agreed. "I'd guess an entire guild would have to mobilize for this raid. The regular members would clear a path and get the progression team into the instance. This is much harder than Pale Throne."

Tiga Lingyu added, "The bosses in Pale Throne were only level fifty or sixty, but even the Undead on the outskirts here are over level seventy. I can't imagine what it's like inside. There won't be a Level 100 boss, will there?"

Qin Chuan gave her an approving look. "Congratulations. You guessed right."

Everyone fell silent.

Well, they were certainly getting a free ride this time. Without Great God Night Roaming God leading them, they might never have found the instance, let alone cleared the mobs outside its entrance.

And even if they did clear them, one look at a Level 100 boss inside would send them straight back home.

As they spoke, Qin Chuan hurled a Shadow Flying Dagger. Then came the familiar outbreak of Poison Blood