Watching the team draw closer along the mountain path, Luo Fan frowned slightly.
He himself had planned to watch from a distance, not daring to approach the battlefield between An Xiaoran and the eighth-tier Weird for fear that his intervention would cause her fifth-tier Promotion Mission to fail.
If this team blundered in, the consequences went without saying.
Whether they disturbed the Weird or it injured them, either would introduce an unnecessary variable into An Xiaoran's mission.
At that thought, Luo Fan moved, darting straight out from the cliff's edge.
He was incredibly fast. With his fifth-tier level enhancing Spirit Void Step, he became a black shadow and blocked the team's path within a few breaths.
There were seven people in the team, led by a woman holding a short staff.
Two burly men followed her, one carrying a shield on his back and the other with a long saber hanging at his waist.
Behind them came a young man and woman who looked like siblings, each carrying a bow and arrows.
At the rear was an old man in robes, leaning on a wooden staff with a fist-sized Weird Crystal set into its head.
The Monitoring Glasses on Luo Fan's nose quickly scanned the people before him, displaying their information on the lenses one after another.
The woman leading them with the short staff had the highest level: Lv38, late third tier.
The lowest was the younger sister of the sibling pair, a Lv25, mid-second-tier Sequence User.
Now, two years after the Weird Apocalypse began, second- and Third-Tier Sequence Users already constituted the backbone of the survivors. A team with seven such members was certainly not weak.
This team also had two pairs of Monitoring Glasses, one worn by the woman in front and the other perched on the