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"How could that underground fissure outside the city, which has been dormant for over a decade, suddenly have a problem?"

"Moreover, the rift is guarded by a dedicated garrison. Even if something unusual happens, the over-equipped garrison should be able to control the situation in time. It shouldn't have allowed the protective barrier at the bottom of the Chengbo River to be breached, allowing so many ferocious beasts to infiltrate the city..."

"Could it be the work of a cult? But weren't all the cult strongholds in Antu City wiped out by the Special Operations Team last week? Could there still be some survivors operating in the shadows?"

Chen Mochuan frowned and pondered, but due to the lack of a lot of key information, his thoughts were in disarray and he couldn't make any clear sense of things.

"Forget it, this matter is none of my business as a student. Besides, judging from the official announcement, the underground fissure has definitely been sealed again, otherwise the level two calamity could not have been lifted... At least for now, Antu City is safe on the surface."

Then, he recalled the scene in the spotted dog's memory where tens of thousands of ferocious beasts in the passage responded to some invisible call and turned into a torrent rushing to the surface. A thought involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"What kind of force could drive such a large-scale ferocious beast, causing them to stop fighting among themselves and charge towards the surface with a clear objective... Could this be related to the anomalies in the underground fissures?"

Suppressing his inner unease, he began to examine the memory fragments of the other ferocious beasts.

The memories of the other beasts were very similar to those of the first spotted dog, and nothing new or valuable was found.

It wasn't until he browsed through the memories of the steelback boar cubs that he discovered a situation that was very different from before.

Perhaps because the wild boar cub was stronger, it received the call earlier than the other seven ferocious beasts as it approached its breakthrough, and arrived near the special passage ahead of time.

At that time, the special passage was still closed, and many more powerful rank-up ferocious beasts were already waiting at the entrance.

For this reason, when the passage opened, the wild boar cubs were the first to enter, becoming some of the earliest ferocious beasts to arrive on the surface world.

When it leaped out of the ground, hundreds of ferocious beasts of all sizes had already gathered near the rift, including some powerful beings of the second and third tiers. They all remained silent at this moment.

Just as the wild boar cub was feeling somewhat fearful and uneasy amidst a crowd of powerful and ferocious beasts, it suddenly felt an irresistible force pulling it "into" an open space.

Immediately, a hoarse male voice, tinged with a hint of dissatisfaction, rang out.

"How come even these lowly, unranked creatures have come out first? It seems the overall strength of the ferocious beasts in this level-four underground rift is too low to reach the expected level."

The wild boar cub turned its head to look at the source of the sound, only to realize with shock that there were actually three humans among the herd of ferocious beasts...

No, there should be four, because one of the humans had somehow gotten on its back.

It is important to understand that humans are to ferocious beasts what the most delicious delicacy is. That attraction seems to be engraved into the primal instincts at the bottom of the beast's bloodline genes. As soon as a beast smells even a trace of human presence, it will have an uncontrollable urge to hunt and tear it apart.

Yet these few humans stood perfectly fine amidst hundreds of ferocious beasts, and none of the beasts around them showed the slightest predatory greed or hostility towards them.

The wild boar cub instinctively twitched its nose, but it couldn't smell a trace of "human scent" on these people. Instead, it felt a vague sense of oppression, like that of a powerful kin, as if they were truly of the same kind as itself.

When Chen Mochuan "saw" those figures from the perspective of the wild boar cubs, his heart skipped a beat.

The three people standing at the edge of the underground fissure were wearing large, blood-red cloaks embroidered with cloud patterns, and their faces were completely covered by strangely distorted white masks.

Chen Mochuan had seen this outfit in the news before; it was the standard uniform of the core members of the Wuzhi Society, a terrifying cult that was always on the most wanted list in various countries of Blue Star.

Judging from the complexity and number of cloud patterns on the cloaks of these people, they are the kind of martial artists who are qualified to wear the third realm "Inner Realm". In the Wuzhi Society, a large and extremely dangerous cult, they can be considered the backbone of the group.

The person riding on the wild boar was not clearly seen due to the angle, so it was impossible to see their specific clothing and appearance. All that could be seen was that the person was not wearing the blood-patterned cloak that was the signature of the Wuzhi Society.

"Keep summoning the ferocious beasts that are close to this rift, as many as you can. Even the unranked beasts can be used as cannon fodder to make the battlefield even more chaotic." The leading cultist ordered, and the hoarse, tearing voice that was spoken at the beginning was his.

"Hurry up... In order to unlock this rift, I killed thirty-six garrison soldiers guarding it. Even I can't hide this for long. Don't let it affect the whole plan." This time, the voice came from above the boar's head, and it was the person riding the boar.

"Yes, I understand. Besides, this half-baked shield can't hide the aura of these ferocious beasts for long. It'll probably break down soon." The leader of the cultists said, pointing to a small metal box on the ground.

Then, he looked at the cultists on his left and said, "Once the battle begins, immediately send the mist beasts in to create mist. Also... go to the wilderness and bring half of the beggars we kidnapped earlier over here to mingle with the beast horde. This should limit the garrison here from using large-scale firearms for indiscriminate attacks to the greatest extent possible."

"But aren't these beggars the reward for helping us from 'over there'?" the cultist on the left asked doubtfully.

"It's alright." The leader said indifferently, "This was all part of the plan. The beggars were just expendable materials that those people were preparing to use for drug testing. It doesn't matter if there are fewer of them."

"Hmph, those cowards can only provide some special medicines and help control these beggars. They don't dare to directly intervene in this war. Even if we wipe out all the beggars, they probably won't dare to say anything." The cultist on the right chimed in, his tone full of disdain.

"Alright, enough talk!" the pig rider urged impatiently. "If we drag this out any longer, I might not be able to use this identity anymore. I need to go back and deal with things first. You guys hurry up and get moving!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wild boar cub felt a light pat on its head, followed by a light touch on its back and a whooshing sound, indicating that the man had already left.

Then, the three cult members, without further delay, chanted "Order is a shackle, chaos is freedom" and began their operation.

The steelback boar cub was very clever. Knowing its weakness in the ensuing battle, it carefully avoided the core area of ​​the battle from the very beginning. With a bit of luck, it took advantage of the chaos to plunge into the Chengbo River just as the fog created by the fog beasts began to permeate the entire battlefield. This allowed it to survive the early stages of the war and find an opportunity to sneak downstream into Antu City.

After quickly browsing through all the memory fragments of the Steelback Wild Boar, Chen Mochuan felt that the amount of information was too large, so he carefully reviewed the key parts again to ensure that he did not miss any crucial information.

When the image of the boar rider gently patting the boar's head appeared in his memory, he focused all his attention and keenly captured that instant—a large, calloused hand and a corner of the other person's sleeve—that came into the boar's limited vision.

This is clearly the style of a standard military uniform!