Wang Lan was startled, then laughed and said, "What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and get ready!"

The group then came to their senses.

They all carried their weapons on their backs, loaded bullets, and slung them over their shoulders.

"Let's go!"

The holy envoy pointed ahead.

The white-armored soldiers led the way, with Wang Lan, Ding Taishun, and others following behind, as they ran towards the mist-shrouded forest ahead.

Seeing their prey leave, the wolves behind them actually headed towards the dangerous place ahead. It was a pity, but there was nothing they could do about it.

He could only look up to the sky and howl.

The howls of wolves rose up, stimulating everyone's blood to boil, and they quickened their pace.

The fog is getting thicker.

Visibility is getting lower and lower.

The sound gradually dwindled to just the footsteps of the group. Ding Taishun and the others followed closely behind the white-armored soldiers, their speed not much slower than theirs.

The holy envoy ran ahead, glanced back at the crowd, and then turned away.

"No one is allowed to fall behind!" Wang Lan reminded the group. "This is your first test. You all need to persevere. Even if you can't keep going, grit your teeth and keep going. Otherwise, you'll only face death when facing all sorts of monsters!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lan turned to look at the white-armored soldiers in front of him, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a dark shadow flash by.

In the midst of this confusion and astonishment, the dark figure suddenly appeared, like a ghost, and landed between him and the Holy Envoy.

A cold sensation came from his neck; it was a strangely shaped dagger held horizontally against his neck.

The person holding the dagger was a slender figure, dressed in a black tight-fitting leather outfit that perfectly accentuated her curves.

Wang Lan looked up.

The figure turned out to be a woman.

Wang Lan was stunned for a moment.

He seemed to have never seen such a beautiful face before, with delicate eyebrows, white teeth, and fair skin.

Her eyes seemed to sparkle, captivating and breathtakingly beautiful.

But suddenly a glint of light flashed in those beautiful eyes, followed by a surge of killing intent.

The woman opened her mouth, her voice as clear and melodious as water, yet utterly cold.

"Don't move if you don't want to die!"