After night fell over the Great Rift Valley, the temperature plummeted. Thin frost and cold mist swirled through the air, settling on their shoulders and radiating a chill.
Inside the cave, two bright bonfires burned. Zheng Jun and the others had each found a spot to sit.
Every one of them wore a trace of fatigue between their brows. Their clothes were a little grimy, stained with dark blood.
"The closer we get to the Esoteric Cultists' lair, the more modified War Mastiffs we run into. These monsters have incredible Life Force. The lowest-level ones can split their jaws into four parts and spit green toxins. The mid-level ones have mechanical implants in their limbs and can charge at high speed to bite..."
Zheng Jun quietly recounted what she had observed. Though she followed the Martial Path, she wasn't particularly skilled in actual combat. She excelled instead at Qi Lock and mental perception.
That made her a core member of the team, primarily responsible for directing them on the battlefield.
"The first two kinds are manageable—we can just about handle them. We need to watch out for the War Mastiff King. It has three bony spikes growing from its tail and a larger build. Its Life Force is on another level, and it also has a 'Group Enhancement' skill. It releases pheromones that drive its kin into a frenzy."
Zheng Jun still felt shaken. While they had been pushing forward at top speed, they had run into one of those War Mastiff Kings.
Its presence had turned a pack of War Mastiffs that wouldn't normally pose a lethal threat into bloodthirsty monsters, each attacking like a suicide soldier who didn't fear death.
If their team hadn't had Lin Kang, their dedicated Assault Player, armed with a Tactical Straight Knife forged