"How could there be so many demon patrol corpses?"
"What exactly happened here?"
"Could all these demon patrols have been taken out by those people?"
The members of the Wind Fang Adventure Group stared at the demon corpses scattered everywhere before them, each filled with curiosity and fear.
The demon patrols were one of Burning Forest's defensive barriers. Altogether, there were probably only a little over ten thousand of them, yet over a thousand had died along the way.
That was one-tenth of Burning Forest's defensive strength...
"Commander, I've found something!" A masked third-tier assassin suddenly shouted in the group chat from not far away.
As soon as the third-tier assassin spoke, everyone in the Wind Fang Adventure Group became alert. Wind's Regret, as the commander, quickly headed over as well.
In a dense grove where the third-tier assassin stood, player corpses lay everywhere. These players showed almost no signs of having fought. Some had not even moved the weapons and equipment on their bodies, simply lying there quietly. There were more than two hundred of them.
Their formation was remarkably orderly, as if they had been advancing through the woods when death had suddenly descended upon them. They had not even had time to react before it was all over...
However, when Wind's Regret spotted several third-tier experts among the fallen, his expression suddenly turned grave.
"Why are all the members of the Mist Ghost Adventure Group dead here?" Wind's Regret looked at the team of over a hundred people, his heart full of confusion. "What happened here?"
The Mist Ghost Adventure Group was one of Demon City's rather famous mid-sized adventure groups. Though it had fewer than two thousand members, it possessed over thirty third-tier experts, including one third-tier expert with the rank of Viscount and as