The White Nation Team's Misery
"City Lord?"
Upon suddenly seeing Shen Long appear out of thin air, the White Nation Youth was taken aback, but quickly realized that the other party must have used a movement skill.
He was secretly alarmed. Although the hook and chain weapon in Shen Long's hand could not be considered a mainstream weapon, it was extremely versatile.
It can launch surprise attacks and contain enemies from afar, engage in close combat, and also possess flexible movement capabilities, making its overall effectiveness far superior to most conventional weapons.
No wonder Shen Long has reached his current position.
"It's you?"
Shen Long looked up and saw the young white man, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes as well.
He never expected that the team he encountered at the crucial moment would be the same White Nation's team that the Cannon was from.
"It seems the White Nation is destined to suffer heavy losses in this Monster Region expedition. However... it's said that this True God has a special identity and a very complicated background. If he dies here, it will inevitably trigger a series of unmanageable troubles."
Shen Long frowned as he thought to himself.
But with the crisis looming, he had no time to carefully weigh the pros and cons.
In this dangerous world where the strong prey on the weak, if no one else stands in his way to stop the raging Magic Beast behind him, he himself will be the one to perish in their jaws!
Roar--!!!
A furious roar that made eardrums throb exploded behind him, and the Magic Beast Silver Wolf had already caught up!
"Damn it! How did they get here so fast!"
Shen Long felt a sudden chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end.
In that life-or-death moment, he didn't have time to think. He instinctively reached out to grab the White Nation Youth in front of him as a buffer, but his fingertips only grasped at empty air.
"Um?"
He looked up abruptly and realized that, without him noticing, the young white man had already retreated, and the distance between them had suddenly increased to more than ten meters.
Shen Long frowned deeply, but there was no time to dwell on the other party's deliberate avoidance.
With a flick of his wrist, he grabbed another unsuspecting White Nation player beside him and, with all his might, hurled him at the charging wolf behind him without looking back!
The White Nation player was far less quick-witted than the White Nation Youth. The moment the ferocious roar of the Magic Beast exploded in his ears, before he could react, he was Dali thrown away by Shen Long.
"Ah!! Nino!!"
What are you doing!
Other White Nation players were horrified by what they saw.
Only then did they snap out of their daze, all their eyes fixed on Shen Long, their eyes blazing with intense anger.
"You dared to throw us out? You're dead!"
Enraged, the crowd prepared to unleash their skills and attack Shen Long.
Before they could even take a step or unleash their skills, a massive, silver-white wolf with crescent-shaped markings on its forehead suddenly appeared before them, its fierce beastly aura overwhelming them and making it hard to breathe.
"A... Magic Beast! Oh my god! Quick! Run!!!"
Panic-stricken shouts erupted from the crowd. The white players, who had been filled with resentment just moments before, panicked instantly, and the entire team scattered and fled in disarray.
Although this Magic Beast was located in the transitional zone of the Monster Region, it exuded a murderous aura, its face was covered with violence, and its eyes were blood red. Anyone could tell at a glance that it was not a Neutral Magic Beast.
Shen Long's reaction far surpassed that of ordinary players. The moment the Magic Beast appeared, he had already sprinted more than a hundred meters away. The white youth followed closely behind, both of them desperately fleeing.
Their current situation is that whoever runs slowly, whoever falls behind, will become the Magic Beast's prey!
"Shen Long! You actually lured the Magic Beast this way! Where's the Cannon? Where is he now?"
The young white man, panting heavily, ran forward without stopping. He turned his head to look at Shen Long, his eyes blazing with anger, and questioned him sharply.
At this moment, Shen Long was filled with immense astonishment and disbelief, the same question constantly swirling in his mind: How could they have caught up so quickly?
He remembered that the last time he pushed the Cannon out to block it, the Silver Wolf was held back for more than a minute.
But no sooner had he thrown that white player than Silver Wolf caught up? Two seconds? Or three seconds?
What does this mean? The Silver Wolf is getting faster and faster.
One player can only barely hold out for 2-3 seconds. The remaining dozen or so people are simply not enough to buy him enough time to escape back to the temporary gathering place.
"Shen Long! I urge you to answer my question immediately!"
Seeing that Shen Long ignored his questions, the white youth's anger intensified, and his tone became even colder.
Shen Long didn't have the extra energy to deal with the other party's questioning at the moment, but considering that the two of them were still on the same life-or-death line, he still spoke up in a deep voice to explain.
"I didn't attract this Magic Beast; we encountered it by chance on our way back to the Common Zone."
"As for the Cannon... they've already perished in the belly of the Magic Beast."
"What? The Cannon is dead?"
The young white man was stunned, his face filled with disbelief.
On second thought, the Cannon was originally traveling with Shen Long, but now only Shen Long is being chased by Magic Beast alone, so the Cannon's fate is self-evident.
The white youth's eyes suddenly turned cold as he recalled how Shen Long had almost pushed him out as bait, and he spoke with deep suspicion:
"You didn't deliberately push the Cannon out to feed the wolves to save your own life, did you?"
Shen Long was speechless for a moment. Although it was true, he absolutely could not admit it at this time.
"Ah! Help! Someone save me!"
Just then, a piercing scream came from behind, breaking the deathly silence of the wilderness.
Shen Long and the white youth both felt a chill run down their spines.
"We must get back to the temporary gathering place as soon as possible! Jiu Chen is there. Once we get there, this Magic Beast will attack Jiu Chen, and we can take the opportunity to escape."
Even now, Shen Long still believes that the Silver Wolf was attracted by the medicinal scent on Xiao Fan, and that he was simply suffering an undeserved misfortune.
The young white man didn't understand why Shen Long was so certain, but he was now at his wit's end and had no other way out.
Once they reach the temporary gathering place, putting everything else aside, the two contracted Magic Beast under Jiu Chen's command alone will be enough to contend with this ferocious demonic wolf.
Thinking of this, the two of them tacitly stopped talking and ran with all their might toward the temporary gathering place.
Their legs moved rapidly, the wind whistling past their ears, their survival instinct driving them to accelerate.
But the harsh reality was far more dangerous than the two had anticipated.
A series of piercing and desperate screams rang out from behind, one after another, rising and falling.
The chaotic footsteps that had been rushing together gradually thinned out and disappeared. The number of people in this miserable White Nation squad was decreasing rapidly, and the number of players still alive and desperately trying to escape was getting smaller and smaller.
Without needing to turn around, both of them knew that the ferocious, Bloodthirst Silver Wolf had already quickened its hunting pace, leisurely chasing after the fleeing crowd and reaping lives one by one.