A long line of vehicles drawn by enormous rhinoceros-like pack beasts slowly approached from the end of the road.
Mercenaries carrying all manner of weapons, their armor marked with scratches and wear, marched alongside the convoy, tightly guarding it at the center.
They all had one thing in common: a blood-red lion's head was emblazoned on the chest of every mercenary's armor.
Rabbit Ji: "It's the Blood Lion Mercenary Group. Target confirmed!"
Upon learning that the target had appeared, the Players who had been chatting casually seemed to become entirely different people in an instant. Including Little Cat Tiramisu, every one of them turned incomparably serious.
Nyarlathotep: "Stay alert, everyone. The moment the Magic trap is triggered is when we attack."
Nyarlathotep: "If the enemy is too strong, don't get drawn into a fight. Confirm what they're escorting first. Once you get a sample, withdraw immediately!"
Nyar gave everyone one final confirmation of the plan in the channel, then closed it and fixed his dark golden eyes on the winding Trade Route in the distance.
He was not a mage. Through a bloodline conversion Ritual, he had changed his class into a Dragon Vein Warlock.
Although his Bloodline Purity was not high, during the closed beta, this was the fastest way to acquire a powerful spellcasting class.
Rumble—!!!
Under everyone's tense gazes, a sudden change erupted on the Trade Route ahead! As the long convoy passed by, a carefully disguised boulder at the roadside suddenly exploded!
Frenzied compressed dragonfire formed a massive fiery explosion, indiscriminately swallowing everything within twenty paces! The next instant, five black-clad figures concealing their identities lunged at the chaotic convoy from different directions!
"Is that so?"
A day later, after reading the letter in his hand, Anvis had gained a general understanding of what his