The Terror of an Iceberg's Tip Panel

Great Silver Wolf.

Its strength was considered upper-middle among Tier 2 monsters, known for its ferocity and speed. It was even granted an exceptional "Elite" classification by the Adventurer's Guild.

This meant that unless you were a Tier 3 professional, you should immediately flee upon encountering such a monster.

Lake, a Tier 2 "Elementalist," found his palms slick with sweat.

He was contemplating whether he could protect himself and Steward Robert if the snow-white silver wolf before them were to attack.

Very quickly, in almost an instant, he reached a conclusion.

It was highly unlikely.

Let alone protecting Robert, he wasn't even sure if he could protect himself.

However, what truly made him feel as if he were facing a formidable enemy, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably and cold sweat to bead on his forehead, wasn't actually the Great Silver Wolf.

It was

the little black wolf on the ground before him, which had leaped down from the Great Silver Wolf's head. He didn't even recognize it.

Generally, no one could remember every single monster; there were simply too many. Only those that posed a significant threat were widely known.

If Lake encountered such a wolf cub in the wild, he estimated he wouldn't even spare it a second glance, treating it as just an ordinary wild beast.

But now

Have you ever seen an ordinary beast that would willingly serve as a mount for a Great Silver Wolf, an creature whose arrogance was etched into its very bones?

As the saying goes, one man's joy is another man's sorrow.

On the player side, however, everyone was filled with curiosity.

They weren't foolish. Judging by the snow-white silver wolf's reaction earlier, Big Watermelon and Melee God of Magic were likely just along for the ride, playing minor roles.

The real protagonist seemed to be...

the little black wolf that had jumped down last?

Many players, as was their habit, immediately cast "Detect" skills upon seeing it. To their surprise, they could detect the basic information of the silver wolf that had been rampaging through the mutated villagers.

But for this black wolf, which still appeared to be a cub, all the players received was a string of question marks, mirroring their own expressions.

Oh, wait, not all players. It should be said, all players except Luo Chen.

High-level players were high-level players; they always had their advantages. While all other players were still using the system's default lowest-level detection skill, he had already obtained "Intermediate" detection by completing a series of quests.

Thus, before Luo Chen appeared the following panel.

[Little Black]

Level: 16

Race: ???

Skills:

[Black Flame (Passive) - All fire magic you cast deals true damage, which cannot be ignored or reduced]

[Void Ignition Lv1 - Ignites creatures within a range of "10", dealing continuous fire elemental damage of "5" power. Each time a unit is eliminated with this skill, its power will stack and increase for a certain period]

[Shadow Form Lv1 - Within a range of "3", you can traverse through shadows, ignoring terrain and space]

[???]

[???]

[.]

Talents & Specialties:

[Extraordinary Bloodline - You gain more attribute points with each level up]

[Advanced Tenacious Life - Your maximum HP +300%, recovery speed +1000% ~ 2000%]

[Advanced Elemental Affinity - Your casting speed +50%, skill damage +240%]

[Vitality Immunity - You ignore lethal damage]

[Ancient Will - Negative effect resistance +60%]

[???]

[???]

[.]

Danger Level: [Extremely Lethal!!]

Luo Chen: "..."

This is too overpowered!

What kind of god-tier panel is this?

The most crucial point is that the other party is only level 16?

Almost instantly, Luo Chen realized that this individual had an extraordinary background and was an ultimate potential stock. While levels didn't tell the whole story, talents and specialties absolutely did.

Generally, only those at the leader rank and above, who have attained BOSS templates, are worthy of possessing a very small number of talent specialties.

But this Little Black wolf right now...

Just from its "Intermediate Detection" alone, it had no less than five specialties, each one a bug-level ability.

Truly worthy of being a monster with a "name"!

In the game world, all players understood one thing: having a "name" represented "uniqueness."

For example, no matter how majestic that giant, snow-white silver wolf beside it looked, its status displayed "Great Silver Wolf." Besides it, there were countless others like it in the world.

As if sensing it was being spied upon.

Liao Zixuan locked onto Luo Chen from within the player crowd.

Tsk.

Looks like he's someone important. To obtain the "Intermediate" Detection skill so early in the closed beta, Liao Zixuan knew very well that if it were just low-level detection, he wouldn't have felt this sense of being watched.

Remembering Luo Chen's ID and mentally labeling him as "quality leek," Liao Zixuan didn't pay much more attention and continued walking forward.

On the other side, after being glanced at by the wolf cub and finding that it had stopped paying attention after just one look, Luo Chen, who hadn't dared to breathe too loudly, finally let out a long sigh and patted his chest.

It was too terrifying.

From now on, he definitely couldn't just randomly use detection, especially on high-level NPCs and monsters.

Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but the pressure immediately shifted to Robert and his group at Vivian's house.

Watching the wolf cub walk step by step towards them.

Spellcasters often had more acute senses than ordinary people. Therefore, in Lake's eyes, it felt as if something incredibly terrifying was approaching him.

His breathing grew heavier and more rapid, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes became filled with terror.

"Mr. Lake..."

"Mr. Lake!"

"Lake!!"

Robert watched Lake, who was overreacting and even starting to chant a spell to attack. Seeing that his calls were unanswered, the noble butler resorted to physical silencing.

"Magic f-f-f-f..." Robert covered Lake's mouth with his hand, forcefully interrupting the spell.

It could only be said...

He had narrowly escaped.

Lake, drenched in sweat, saw that the wolf cub didn't even spare him a glance, passing straight between the two of them. Its true target was the bedroom inside Vivian's house. Only then did Lake recover from his extreme reaction.

The spellcaster collapsed weakly, barely able to stand with Robert's support.

"Thank you, Robert."

"You definitely saved my life!"

People sometimes couldn't control themselves in extreme fear. Lake couldn't imagine what consequences would have resulted if he had attacked the wolf cub with magic just now.

"It's alright, Mr. Lake. While I may not be as experienced as you in combat, I'm quite good at judging people, and well, monsters too."

"It probably doesn't mean us any harm. At least, how should I put it, it's like... looking at a small pebble by the roadside?"

After speaking, Robert patted the mage, whom the family had hired at great expense.

"Alright, relax. Let's go in and see what this little guy is up to."