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Chapter 44: Blood Moon Demon Wolf (2/2)
The ten warriors had fallen into a state of despair, as they found it extremely difficult to fight against the Beast Servants one-on-one.
Moreover, they were now facing a terrifying Beast General-level beast.
They would rather face the dozens of One-horned giant wolves behind them than confront the Blood Moon Demon Wolf before them.
“I’m so unlucky,” the fat man complained. “Last time, I was killed by a teammate, and this time, I’ve encountered a Beast General-level beast. Is this game still playable?”
Although the fat man was still complaining, he charged towards the One-horned giant wolves without hesitation, as if he had given up on life.
The others followed suit, charging towards the One-horned giant wolves in a desperate bid to survive.
In their eyes, this was just a virtual game, and although the realism was high, they wouldn’t actually die.
This was the reason they could make such quick decisions in times of crisis.
If this scenario were to occur in real life, many of them would likely be paralyzed with fear, unable to even hold their own weapons.
In the heat of battle, such a mindset would be detrimental to their mental state.
Among the group, there was a middle-aged man with a rugged build and a scar on his face.
He was expressionless, even in the face of danger, and showed no signs of fear.
The Blood Moon Demon Wolf, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the spectacle, watching the humans with an air of amusement.
It stood motionless, allowing the humans to fight its minions.
The Blood Moon Demon Wolf’s gaze was fixed on the ten humans, and although it didn’t move, its presence caused them to feel even more anxious.
The One-horned giant wolves often attacked in groups, and their individual strength was not inferior to that of the humans.
Their ability to work together made them even more formidable opponents.
The warriors, who had been randomly assigned to this group, lacked experience in coordinated combat.
In the face of these battle-hardened One-horned giant wolves, they were as fragile as eggshells, vulnerable to being crushed at any moment.
This was the true nature of the survival game.
Within half a minute, three people had died at the hands of the One-horned giant wolves, unable to withstand the attacks of multiple opponents.
However, just as the situation seemed dire, the middle-aged man with the scar sprang into action, wielding his sharp black curved blade.
He struck down the brown-skinned woman beside him, beheading her in one swift motion.
The woman’s body dissipated into a stream of data, and the middle-aged man received a 20-point reward.
“Hmph, a bunch of fools,” the middle-aged man thought to himself. “They don’t even understand the rules of survival in this mode. How can they possibly earn points?”
The remaining five people were shocked and disbelieving, unable to comprehend how someone could be so ruthless.
Their former teammate had become a cold-blooded killer, willing to slaughter his own allies without hesitation.
The middle-aged man was incredibly agile, dodging the attacks of the One-horned giant wolves with ease.
Compared to the others, who were struggling to survive, the middle-aged man’s strength was unmatched.
However, instead of fighting alongside them, he chose to attack his own teammates, earning points and reducing his own punishment in the event of death.
This was human nature, and in the face of survival, how many people could maintain their original intentions?
Although this was just a virtual game, it often reflected the realities of the world.
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