"In short, for this battle to subdue the Wilderness Guardians, only you, me, and Isa, three adventure teams, can be deployed."

The most optimistic scenario is dealing with the five-star steel-grade Hearts City.

In the worst-case scenario... if the Crimson Adventurers show up, we don't even need to fight; we can simply call it quits.

"What are you chirping about?"

"It means returning to where you came from."

"That won't do! I'm sure I can persuade Davin to go back!"

Looking at Lia's stubborn little face, Linda sighed.

In public, Davin represents the Crimson Adventurers, so how could he possibly back down because of Lia, a "White Dove City resident"?

If Darwin doesn't beat Leah's buttocks until they're bruised and battered, then he's being kind-hearted.

A while later, the carriage returned to the inner city.

The streets here are wide and clean, with luxuriously decorated shops on both sides. There's the [Elf House] selling fashionable clothing, the [Tyrannosaurus Tavern] brewing craft ale, and the [Shadow Pavilion], a favorite spot for couples.

Linda glanced over and saw two little girls holding milk tea holding hands as they entered a magic game center.

"I hope Monica isn't led astray..." Linda thought to herself.

Lia was still deep in thought about the 15th floor raid. After a while, she said, "Can't we let Tasia participate? With a Moon-rank adventurer, seven Iron-rank units shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Only a very few people know about the Tasia Moon Staircase, including all of Xueyan's group.

Linda shook her head again:

"No, the [Heart Thief] Aragah is very famous. Although he is not as good as Rochelle of the Holy Rock, he has been famous for a long time and his combat strength is definitely higher than Tasia's."

The [Red Heart Adventure Team] is not limited to just one Moon Rank. Once Tasia makes a move, it becomes a battle between Moon Rank members, and the nature of the battle changes.

This would actually be disadvantageous to us.

"What should we do then..." Leah was at a loss.

With just their three adventure teams, they could, if they were lucky, deal with five Iron-class Red Heart City teams, and if they were unlucky, seven... Moreover, the Wilderness Guardians are not to be underestimated, and defeating them would take some effort.

Leah was racking her brains; there was absolutely no hope of winning this battle!

“But we still have to fight for what we should fight for.” Linda said calmly, “If there are only five teams on the other side, we might not necessarily lose. On average, each of us only needs to deal with 1.7 adventurers from Red Peach City, and the people from Phoenix Flower can do that anyway.”

Leah shuddered: "Snow Goose's people can do that too!"

"Therefore, we will not back down in this battle."

Linda said coldly, "We already made enemies with the adventurers from Red Heart City during the last level 10 Mythic+ dungeon. We can't retreat from level 15, and we can't afford to! Even if we abandon the Wilderness Guardian and retreat to the resource area, the people from Red Heart City will still attack!"

Between the two sides, there is only one battle.

Linda flicked the reins and drove the carriage at breakneck speed toward the Ice Flower Adventure Team's villa.

There are seven days left until the 15th level of the Greater Rift opens.

They need to make final preparations within these seven days.

...

In Red Peach City, in a private room on the top floor of a hotel, Frye and other captains of the Iron-class adventure teams gathered.

Frye, dressed in a sharp tailcoat, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, a confident smile playing on his lips.

“Very good. Apart from the self-important Crimson Adventurers, everyone is here. This concerns the honor of the adventurers of Red Peach City. No matter how many disagreements we may have, we must unite at this time.”

Four adventurers, each with a distinct temperament and race, sat before a rotating glass table, all possessing a powerful aura.

Captain of the Tomorrow's Claw Adventure Team, 'Coyote' Wall, level 35.

Qi Lina, captain of the Purple and White Adventure Team, 'Flower Messenger', level 34.

Lightning and Thunder Adventurer Team Leader, 'Swift Shadow' Timo, Level 34.

And... Tyrannosaurus Rex Adventure Team Captain, 'Riki-Oh' Sloe, Level 36!

"I've seen the Adventurers' Guild's notice. In short, after defeating the Wilderness Guardian, the magic cores belong to 'Power King,' and I'll then choose one piece of equipment from them. Agree to this condition, and I'll cooperate with you; otherwise, forget it."

"Slo said gruffly."

This is a black man who is nearly 2.5 meters tall. His head is covered with dense dreadlocks. He is looking down and using his arms, which are thicker than a girl's waist, to carefully trim his nails.

Fry squinted at Slo, taking deep breaths to calm the throbbing veins on his forehead.

Looking at the coyotes, none of them were willing to come within two meters of Slo.

Wall, Timo, and Zilina huddled together like close friends, while Slo occupied all the other space.

The reason is simple: Slo, known as the "King of Strength," has appeared twice in the Adventurer's Weekly, boasting an impressive record: single-handedly tearing apart an epic-level one-star Slime King, and leading his team in a fierce battle against a three-star epic-level Earth Dragon...

Slo is strong and robust, with offensive and defensive capabilities far exceeding those of most adventurers. Apart from being slightly weaker in agility, he can almost be called a humanoid monster.

His potential was highly recognized by the Adventurers' Weekly, which rated him eight stars, and he received a ticket to the Ice Abyss Training Camp as early as last summer.

“I watched Linda’s fight in the exhibition match.” Sloe blew the nail clippers off his nail clippers and said casually, “I’m very interested in replacing Linda and becoming a nine-star potential student in the Ice Abyss Training Camp.”

"That's all I wanted to say. You can hold your own operational meeting. I need to go back and spend time with my cat."

After saying this, Sloten stood up abruptly, his massive 2.5-meter frame creating a gust of wind.

As he passed Frye, Sloan patted him on the shoulder with his large, fan-like hand: "Good luck to you guys."

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