Heavy panting and low curses came from inside the factory. They were all members of the Blood Gate Adventurer Team, and their mission was simple: purge this world's Contractors to ensure that no one interfered with the artificial Holy Grail project.
Iron Rat hid behind the ice wall and cautiously poked his head out to look around. The next moment, a deafening boom rang out, followed by the sound of the Ice Layer shattering behind him.
Iron Rat ducked in alarm. Fortunately, he was a dwarf; otherwise, the shot might very well have hit him.
"There are four enemies in total: a scout-type, an ice-type ability user, and a Sniper. That cat we detected earlier is also suspicious. It's bait. The Sniper is probably positioned about a hundred meters away. Any questions?"
Iron Rat had extensive combat experience. The reason they had been beaten into such a sorry state was definitely the intelligence disadvantage. He was certain of that.
"Prioritize the Sniper, then the ice-type ability user. Ignore the scout for now. Take out that cat if you get the chance. Charge with me in five seconds. I'll take the Sniper's firepower..."
Iron Rat began arranging their breakout formation. This factory was practically a sealed room. Facing a Sniper here was no different from courting death.
"If we encounter an ambush along the way, spread out to reduce casualties. Little Tai, find a chance to sneak over."
As soon as Iron Rat finished speaking, the young man in the Imperial Robe beside him gradually melted into the shadows. He wasn't invisible; he had entered the shadows.
"Wait for my command. Three, two..."
Just as Iron Rat was about to give the order to charge, a dog's head suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Fuck!"
Iron Rat recoiled in shock and