Gao Linzhi stopped waiting. With a flick of his hand, he pulled a steel spear from his 100-slot Game Backpack.
Then he used level-100 "Basic Sharp Metal Art."
A flash of golden light shimmered across the steel spear.
He leaned back and hurled it.
The spear fell, piercing the wolf king's neck.
"Thud!"
The wolf king hit the ground.
The sound only reached everyone's ears a moment later.
It was a supersonic spear throw.
"You have slain the level-15 Frost Wolf King." "You have gained 1,500 experience points." "You have obtained materials: Wolf King Hide (Blue), Wolf Fangs (Purple), Wolf Meat (Green)..."
Now that was a huge pile of loot.
Too bad there was no Skill Stone.
Gao Linzhi glanced at it once and looked away. Someone else would take care of it.
With the wolf king dead, the other wild wolves scattered at once.
They didn't hesitate for even a moment.
Clearly, this was nothing like an ordinary Monster Siege in the game.
They seemed more like they'd been driven to their deaths by the wolf king.
The village team members immediately grew excited, waving their spears and bows.
"Great!"
"We won!"
"Long live the Great Elder!"
"Long live the Great Elder!"
The Rogue Players, however, seemed a little disappointed.
"Come on, I haven't even fought that many yet..." one of them complained, apparently eager to watch the excitement.
Several villagers glared at him.
"Shut up. Say one more word and we'll throw you off the wall."
The team members climbed down from the Stone Wall and quickly cleaned up, collecting the drops.
Some quick-witted Rogue Players followed close behind, killing the wounded demon wolves.
Normally, that would have been considered theft, but now nobody cared.
And so the day passed.
That evening, in the Elder Council