121: Chapter 121 A Viper in the Back

Beside the drill ground, Frost Mage Lin Shiyun was waiting for Wang Sheng.

The Frost Mage's silver-white hair fluttered like snow in the morning breeze, as if the savage winter had dropped a snowstorm that belonged only to her onto the Bright Tribe's drill ground.

In her ice-blue pupils lay a haughty stubbornness and a hidden concern, like the deepest, warmest undercurrent beneath an ice sheet.

She stuffed a flask of iced spirit fruit water into his pack. The chill of the spirit fruit water seeped through the Savage Beast silk pack, as if the Frost Mage's cold concern was traveling from her fingertips to his shoulders.

"Don't die out there." Her voice was as cold as frost, but the extremely light, short tremor at the end was like a tiny crack on an ice surface, revealing the deepest, hottest love beneath the ice.

She turned and left, her silver-white hair flying like snow in the morning breeze. It seemed the Frost Mage's pride would not allow her to look back even once.

But the moment she turned, her hand gripped the cuff of her Savage Beast silk robe, like the deepest warm current beneath the ice, finally unable to resist leaving the finest, shallowest trace.

"Idiot." Her voice was mostly carried away by the morning breeze, but Wang Sheng, as a Barbarian General Rank 1, still caught the tail end of her words.

In front of the barracks gate, Murong Xue handed a spare dagger to Liu Ruyan.

There were no impurities in the Holy Light Knight's brown eyes, only the clarity of light on a silver spear tip.

Her new silver armor was like a flowing silver mirror in the morning light, outlining her athletic body with both rigid and soft contours.

The wider shoulder plates accentuated her upright shoulder line, like a silver mountain peak standing tall in the morning sun.

The arc of the breastplate fit precisely, outlining her full, perky contours... like silver mountains rising and falling in the morning light.

"Protect him." Three words—the Holy Light Knight's vow was short and powerful, falling from her lips like the most determined strike from a silver spear.

When Liu Ruyan took the dagger, her smoky, misty eyes met Murong Xue's brown ones for a fleeting moment.

The two women, who guarded the same person from the shadows and the light, exchanged a tacit understanding in the morning sun that needed no words, like shadow and silver light completing the perfect handover in the quietest of moments.

The corners of Liu Ruyan's mouth curved slightly, like a faint but warm crescent moon in the shadows.

She tucked the dagger into a hidden compartment at her waist in her night-traveling clothes, accepting this sharp gift of silver light.

Zhao Linger clung to Wang Sheng's arm, refusing to let go. Her doll-like face was full of reluctance, like a kitten left at home by its owner.

Her big, round, watery eyes were like two amber beads soaked in morning dew.

She pouted and stuffed a communication spirit stone into Wang Sheng's palm. Under her thin silk short shirt, her petite, devilish figure trembled slightly with her pouting, like the most alluring spring.

Her waist was so thin it could be held in one hand, but her chest and hips were round and full, forming an extreme contrast.

It was as if the most exquisite craftsman had drawn the most uncoordinated yet charming geometric arcs on a white canvas.

The hem of her short shirt reached just to her waist, revealing a section of slender, willow-like waistline, appearing like a soft crescent moon in the morning light.

"You must carry the spirit stone with you every day! Every day! Put it in your pants if you have to." Her voice carried a hint of playfulness, but her big, round eyes held more determined seriousness.

"Spirit Sound Affinity can resonate with the communication spirit stone. If there is any abnormality on your end, I will be able to sense it immediately!"

Su Mengyao picked a moonlight rose at the entrance of the Spirit Garden and pinned it to the collar of his Savage Beast skin vest.

The Nature Druid's emerald green hair was like the greenest waterfall in the morning light, cascading down from her shoulders.

It was like spring in the Spirit Garden, with flower-like gentle smiles and vine-like stubborn attachment in her emerald eyes.

She wore a light green Savage Beast silk long dress, the softness of the Savage Beast silk outlining her full, tender body with the most graceful contours.

The arc of her chest under the light green silk was like two flower hills brushed by the spring breeze, rising and falling with soft curves in the morning light.

Her waist was plump and as flexible as a flower stem; as she walked, the skirt swayed, revealing a section of fair, delicate ankles, enchanting and soul-stirring.

"The moonlight rose will protect you." Her voice was like the whisper of hundreds of flowers in the Spirit Garden.

The Nature Druid's gentlest blessing was like emerald green light in the morning sun, glowing faintly at the collar of his Savage Beast skin vest. "Because it is the same light as the one on you."

In the morning light, the five-member elite squad was ready to depart outside the North Gate of the Bright Tribe.

Wang Sheng was in the lead, the surging Power of Holy Light flowing slowly in his body like a golden river.

The Savage Beast silk cloak fluttered in the morning breeze like a golden flag.

Liu Ruyan was three steps behind him, like a silent shadow in the dark.

Her night-traveling clothes were like dark purple flowing water in the morning light, allowing her slender, willow-like body to blend perfectly into the shadows of the Savage Beast Forest.

Xiao Yuqing was on the flank, like the most alert eagle. The Rainstorm Archer's neat short hair lifted slightly in the morning breeze.

The spirit power bow in her hand always had a spirit power arrow nocked, like the quietest cloud before a rainstorm, harboring the most violent rain of arrows.

Zhao Linger sat cross-legged on a Barbarian Horned Horse in the center of the squad, her Spirit Sound talent acting like the most precise sonar, extending in all directions.

Her big, round eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the morning light, like the most sensitive sound strings, sensing every tiny vibration in the air.

Warm Sun Warlock Wen Qingxue brought up the rear. Her golden spirit power flowed slowly at the end of the squad like the warmest little sun.

Her smile was as warm as the sun, illuminating the squad, and the gentle light guarded the squad's rear at the edge of the shadows.

Ten miles deep into the Savage Beast Forest, the rank of the Savage Beasts began to increase, like a thermometer of the savage continent, becoming hotter the deeper one went.

A pack of Shadow Iron-Backed Wolves sprang from the bushes. Six Barbarian Warrior Rank 3 Savage Beasts rushed toward the squad like a tide.

Their dark purple fur acted like camouflage in the shadows of the Savage Beast Forest, blending their forms into the tree shadows, like loyal hounds of the shadows.

Wang Sheng swept out with a Barbarian General Rank 1 Holy Light Slash. The golden arc of light was like a ray of the sun, splitting the Savage Beasts' charging route in two.

The two Shadow Iron-Backed Wolves in the front were like ice cubes scorched by the sun in the golden arc of the Holy Light Slash.

They only let out a shrill howl, and their dark purple fur was purified in the holy light, just like shadows dissipating under the sun.

Another Savage Beast's body was knocked three meters away by the aftermath of the Holy Light Slash.

Xiao Yuqing precisely shot and killed an Armor-Splitting Lizard attempting to flank from the side from the treetops.

The spirit power arrow pierced its throat like a rainstorm. The Armor-Splitting Lizard's head separated from its body under the penetration of the spirit power arrow, like a withered leaf shattered by a rainstorm.

Zhao Linger's Spirit Sound Technique disrupted the charging rhythm of the Shadow Iron-Backed Wolves, acting like a precise sonic scalpel, creating fatal chaos in the Savage Beasts' hearing.

Under the interference of the Spirit Sound Technique, the Shadow Iron-Backed Wolves' charge was thrown off course by an invisible hand, scattering like demons dancing in chaos.

In the shadows, a huge shadow viper slid silently from above the tree canopy toward Zhao Linger, like the most fatal noose in the shadows.

Liu Ruyan appeared silently beside Zhao Linger.

The phantom dagger flashed and vanished in the shadows. The shadow viper's head was separated from its body in silence, and the snake body fell from the tree canopy.

The Phantom Assassin's concealment technique made her presence like smoke in the shadows, disappearing into another shadow before the snake blood could even splatter.