Ma Lou sat on horseback in a daze, his mind a complete mess.
"Someone's blocking the road ahead?"
"What's going on?"
"Did Old Ji and the others get ahead of us to block the road?"
"That can't be right! Before I logged off last night, we'd already finalized the whole script!"
"At this point in the plan, as long as Kairils and the others escaped safely, our mission would be a complete success!"
The more Ma Lou thought about it, the more something felt wrong.
"Did Old Ji and the others secretly discuss some extra tactics after I logged off last night, but not get a chance to tell us?"
"But there's absolutely no fucking need for that!"
"If they block us again and actually get Kairils killed, won't our whole Drive the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf plan go straight down the drain?"
Sweating with anxiety behind Jiahao, Ma Lou could only frantically press his forehead against Jiahao's back while craning his head to the side and desperately making faces at him.
His eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as his mouth formed an exaggerated question:
"Where the hell did those freaks up ahead come from?"
Feeling Ma Lou frantically prodding him from behind, Jiahao turned his head slightly and met Ma Lou's desperately signaling eyes.
Jiahao gave a slight shake of his head. Clearly, he had no idea what was happening either.
Meanwhile, several kilometers ahead of the battered squad of knights.
A large force was marching toward Fog Town.
But this force was no ambush party arranged by the players!
Across the gray wilderness, over a hundred cultists clad in dark red robes marched in disciplined steps that radiated a chilling menace.
Unlike the sneaky cultists of the Black Forest Branch who hid underground.
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