Sin had never come across a vortex like this in the guild guide, and other adventurers had not encountered anything similar either. It made him contemplate whether this was some sort of trap set up by an unknown individual. However, it was challenging to determine if this trap was specifically meant for Sin and his comrades, the "Phantom Squad".
Nevertheless, he finds himself with no further opportunity to contemplate the matter at hand, for at a certain juncture he becomes acutely aware of the wolves' burgeoning strength, a realization that gradually dawns upon him. Surpassing his initial expectations, their level now stands at an impressive 15, and with each wolf he mercilessly eliminates, he notices the numerical value escalating exponentially, leaving him both astounded and perplexed.
As the challenges grew increasingly difficult, Sin had a sudden realization that the escalating level of difficulty might not be directly linked to the rooms themselves, but rather to his own progress. It seemed that with each enemy he defeated, the difficulty level would subsequently increase.
The sudden realization also caused him to become concerned about the ability of his other team members to handle the situation, as the wolves would never tire out. Conversely, his teammates would inevitably become fatigued from continuously battling these annoying creatures.
Out of the blue, before his very eyes materialized a humanoid form. Filled with an overwhelming sense of relief, he eagerly believed he had stumbled upon one of his fellow companions. Yet, as he ventured closer to the room, his hopes were swiftly shattered when he discovered that the being standing before him was none other than a silhouette of a level 25 werewolf.
As soon as the werewolf caught sight of him, it instinctively charged towards Sin, just like any other ordinary wolf would. Feeling a surge of determination, Sin realized he had no choice but to be serious in this encounter. Swiftly, he switched his spear from his right hand to his left and skillfully thrust it directly into the wolf's body, leaving no room for hesitation. In addition to this calculated move, Sin also unleashed the powerful and awe-inspiring Heaven Piercing First Lotus technique, showcasing his unparalleled mastery in combat.
Despite the werewolf defense's efforts, they were unable to counteract the immense force of Sin, which exceeded 14,000 N. Faced with this overwhelming power, Sin has made the decision to swiftly conclude the ongoing battle and rendezvous with his fellow comrade.
Amidst the chaos and the pain, Rodriguez's mind also wandered towards the thought of his fellow teammates. He wondered how they were faring in their respective battles. The longing to reunite with his comrades, to share their strategies and offer support to one another, grew stronger with every passing moment. Caught in this seemingly inescapable situation, Rodriguez was plagued with the overwhelming dilemma of not knowing how to extricate himself from the clutches of these ferocious predators. Each passing moment amplified his feelings of helplessness, as he desperately sought a solution to outsmart or overpower the relentless wolves that seemed to have him trapped. Rodriguez found himself in a dire predicament as he faced relentless attacks from the relentless pack of wolves on the opposite side of the picture. The ceaseless onslaught of brutal attacks was gradually wearing down his physical and mental strength, leaving him with a mounting sense of frustration and despair.
The unending suffering inflicted upon him by these merciless creatures seemed to relentlessly gnaw at his nerves, testing his resilience in unimaginable ways. As he continued to fight off the wolves, Rodriguez's mind raced with thoughts of camaraderie and the reassuring prospect of joining forces with his team. He imagined the solace and strength that would come from their united front, as they faced the relentless onslaught of the enemy.
In the depths of his turmoil, he clung to the hope that their collective effort would bring about a breakthrough, leading them toward victory and liberation from the torment they were currently enduring. Thus, amidst the physical and mental torment inflicted upon him by the incessant wolf attacks, Rodriguez's thoughts oscillated between the desperate quest for survival and the longing to reunite with his team. Together, they would confront the relentless adversaries and navigate their way out of this treacherous ordeal, emerging stronger and more united than ever before.
Similar to Sin, he also believed that defeating level 10 wolves would be a relatively simple task. However, to his surprise, he soon realized that with every wolf he conquered, their subsequent counterparts grew in strength and level. It reached a point where these neverending creatures surpassed his own capabilities. Despite the initial amusement he found in facing these challenges, his laughter quickly turned into disbelief and frustration when confronted with the daunting prospect of confronting not just one, but a staggering ten level 18 wolves that seemed unbeatable.
He realized that his only option was to flee for his own survival. Consequently, he made the decision to cease any attempts at fighting and instead focused on escaping. Naturally, the relentless wolves were also in hot pursuit, rapidly closing in on him. He observed with growing unease that the wolves were gradually narrowing the distance between them, intensifying his sense of urgency.
He began to utter a string of curses, overwhelmed by the realization that his strengths lay in endurance rather than speed. As a sturdy tanker, his expertise lay in withstanding heavy blows through his impenetrable defense. As despair threatened to consume him, a glimmer of hope emerged in the form of a chance encounter with Luke.
As Luke caught sight of his companion, a grin spread across his face, mirroring the joy that twinkled in his eyes. Little did he know, however, that both of them were about to be thrust into a heart-stopping encounter that would leave them breathless with fear. In a spine-chilling twist of fate, both Luke and Rodriguez turned to face one another, only to be confronted by a menacing pack of wolves hot on their heels.
The shock and terror that coursed through their veins was palpable, their hearts pounding in unison as they locked eyes, a silent understanding passing between them. Without uttering a single word, they instinctively veered in one unified direction, their bodies propelled forward by an instinctual survival instinct.
At that moment, they both knew that engaging in idle conversation would only serve as a futile distraction, wasting precious time that could mean the difference between life and death. So, they ran, their synchronized footsteps pounding against the earth, their minds focused solely on outpacing the relentless pursuit of their lupine adversaries.