"...What happened?"
Watching the vortex-like portal close completely with her innocent, wide eyes, Ruixue felt only one emotion well up inside her—panic!
There had clearly been only seven people from Lone Star who entered! Even if Old Mr. Ling Feng had said he had one more person—
That still only made eight!
There were supposed to be ten players entering from each main city! But why...
"No! We have to report this to The Spokesperson immediately!"
Something had gone wrong! Something had gone wrong!!!
Without her help, what if her companions lost in the battle royale...
Her eyes filled with tears from anxiety. Ruixue grabbed Jiang Lin by the arm, only to see Sister Jiang staring blankly.
She looked straight toward Ao Xue at the highest point of the plaza... but could see only a trace of a smile at the corners of that woman's lips.
"Sister Jiang?"
"...It looks like we already have all ten of our people."
"What?!"
Ruixue had no idea what she meant and instinctively opened her mouth.
"I remember that person was in the Royal City, wasn't he?"
Because of Big Shot Li's disappearance, that person had also left Lone Star for the Royal City. After that, he had not participated in the second competition...
And now... Lone Star had somehow gained two extra slots.
"The portal closed?"
On the wasteland lashed by wind and snow, Hong Zhu was astonished by the strange situation before her.
Lone Star's seven people had been sent to the front of a manor amid the snowstorm. This strange dungeon seemed to carry an eerie, unsettling atmosphere even in the air drifting around them.
And in such a harsh environment, the two people Lone Star most needed to protect had been forced to separate from the main force??
"No.