At the same time, he glanced at Halus and the others to assess their strength;

Herus brought a total of twelve people, including five blue-horned ghost masks, who were star-ranked, and seven green-horned people, whose level and aura were around level 27.

Linda's mood gradually grew heavy.

They only had two Star-Rank warriors on their side. Even though Lia was a genius swordsman and Lulu had her witch form, the difference in numbers between the two sides was too great.

Not to mention that the other side also has the veteran adventurer, Herus.

Halus is even stronger than the tiger-man Theo they defeated yesterday!

Using a town portal scroll to escape also doesn't work.

There is a magical restriction inside the Dragon Forest; unless you go outside, you cannot use return scrolls or teleportation stones.

The only hope rests on the signal flare scroll.

If any Iron-level adventure teams happen to be nearby, regardless of which city they come from, all adventure teams are united in their fight against monsters and the Doomsday Cult.

Linda quietly reached into a pocket behind her waist.

Halus seemed oblivious to his subtle movements, arms crossed, his voice perfectly composed:

"Iron prison? Empire? What are those? Before His Majesty the Demon King, all rules can be broken. Lord Hundred Faces has given me new power. At this moment, the Dragon Forest has become the hunting ground for our Doomsday Cult. Adventurers who enter this place with greedy hearts, we will bestow upon you a righteous judgment!"

The monsters' unusual behavior was indeed related to the Doomsday Cult.

A question arose in Linda's mind. The Doomsday Cult in this area should be under the control of the Demon General, namely his sister, Lin Xi, who calls herself Xilin. Could it be that his sister is nearby?

Although she didn't want to shamelessly cling to her sister's coattails, the current situation was extremely dangerous—of course, Linda didn't know that Sirin had gone to Azure City and met with Taigo, the leader of the Dark Flame Adventurer Group.

In short, Linda opened the flare scroll, raised her right hand high, and like launching fireworks, the flare shot into the night sky, exploding into a pattern of a blue slime crying.

This is a common distress signal for adventurers on the mainland.

"Don't even think about it, none of you will escape today! Nacho, attack!" Halus sneered and ordered the cult members to launch an attack.

"Concentrate on breaking through!"

Linda winked at Lulu and the others, and they rushed eastward together.

"Where do you think you're going, you stinking werewolf? We haven't settled the score with you on the arena yet!" A burly man in black robes roared and swung his axe, cleaving Lu Lu's back vertically.

Judging from the voice, it is clearly Nacho, a level 33 berserker.

Nacho, who should have been bedridden with injuries, miraculously recovered after joining the Doomsday Cult.

"Awoo!"

Lulu caught the blade barehanded, her two animal claws precisely clamping the axe, and countered with a stylish spinning kick.

Nacho grunted and staggered back several steps.

Feeling the throbbing pain in his hands, Nacho's face behind the mask showed a look of surprise.

Last time he fought this werewolf, the other party's strength was about the same as his own, or even a little less. How come the other party is stronger than him now?

"Frostwolf Blade!"

Lulu's beast claws glowed with a silvery-white light as she swung them left and right, sending out crescent-shaped battle qi.

One of the wounds was neutralized by Nacho, while the other left a bloody gash on Nacho's shoulder.

"Ugh! You damn werewolf, you bastard! I'll skin you alive and make you into a rug!" Nacho roared to the sky, activating the Berserker's ultimate skill, [Complete Madness]!

His head was shaking back and forth as if he had lost his mind.

In this state, offense and defense are enhanced, agility is reduced, and one is immune to pain.

Nacho charged forward again, his great axe aimed at Lulu!

Frostwolf Bite!

Lulu delivered a simple and brutal knee strike to Nacho's face, shattering his mask and sending him tumbling away.

"Is Lulu that strong?" Lia was struggling against a level 33 Star Rank opponent, her greatsword clashing with the opponent's longsword, each impact consuming a large amount of battle qi. Lulu, on the other hand, seemed to be having a much easier time?

"Frostwolf warriors are known for their strength and agility, making them ideal for dealing with big, clumsy berserkers."

Linda threw out a spray of venom to harass him, deliberately saying, "Looks like the Doomsday Cult is nothing special after all!"

"Aaaaah!" Nacho was consumed by rage, his eyes wide open, completely losing his composure.

He didn't understand why that werewolf had improved so much in just a few days. Last time on the arena, he was confident that he could go toe-to-toe with the opponent, so why couldn't he even fight back now?

Lulu kicked Nacho away again, and looking at Nacho's confused and devastated expression, she said in a cold voice, "Let me tell you, last time we fought, I didn't have a single level 30 magic item."

Just last night, Linda spent a full million gold coins to arm Lulu.

Lulu currently has one level 28 epic equipment, one level 30 orange beast claw weapon, and four level 30 purple equipment.

Combat effectiveness increased by more than 30%.

Furthermore, Lulu's class is extremely effective against Berserkers, leaving Nacho with virtually no chance of winning.

The three men launched a concentrated attack and finally opened an escape route.

“I’ll carry Monica.”

Lulu was the most agile, and she grabbed Monica and tucked her under her arm.

"Grab my hand!"

Lia looked anxious and grabbed Linda's wrist tightly, almost pulling Linda headfirst to the ground.

"We absolutely cannot let them escape! If we let even one of them go, I'll kill one of you!"

Halus and Nacho each led a group of men and gave chase.

Linda and the others split up and fled for their lives. Those who didn't have Halus on their side were likely to escape.

As Linda ran at full speed, she turned her head and saw that the person chasing her was Nacho, whose face was covered in blood.

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