413 Greed

On a road covered in battered corpses and abandoned blood-stained vehicles approximately ten kilometers outside Silvermoon City, a group of 13 to 14 normal players were fighting whilst retreating.

"Hurry! Attack, don't stop!"

"Fight while retreating, don't panic!"

"Be careful of the Foragers. We've no idea where one of them went. Don't get sneak attacked!"

The voices and sounds coming from the group were chaotic. There wasn't a fixed commander since it was only a temporary team comprised of players who just got online today.

"These Foragers are at least twice as difficult to deal with compared to normal Elite Grade monsters! F*ck. Those idiots on the forum actually said that the Foragers and Elite Grade Zombies are easy to deal with." A Fire Manipulator of the team cursed with a distorted expression.