Building My Empire in the Frozen Apocalypse (Riley Carter) novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247 The Feign Death

PineappleBeer stowed her blade and walked to Riley, reaching out to brush the frost off her cloak.

Glad you’re okay. I was losing my mind standing there unable to move, I owe you one!”

Whatever. I’m basically the hope of the entire team.”

Riley grinned. “If I didn’t have this gear, I wouldn’t have let you stand there in the first place.”

The two shared a quick smile.

Words were unnecessary; a single look told each exactly what the other was thinking.

Riley glanced,

ea of loot boxes. “Let’s loot fast. Other guilds will be closing in soon.”

in the scavenge.

On Shield x 1”

Superior Chainmail x 2”

ned: Mana Potion (Medium) x 5”

Obtained: Skill Book – Multi–Fireball (Rare)”

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As expected of Sanctuary’s main raid team, the loot boxes were lucrative despite being partial drops. Riley gathered several blue gear pieces with solid stats to dump into the Guild Vault later.

It was officially time to start outfitting her own members.

As they were cleaning up the field…

“Wait.”

Riley suddenly stopped, her eyes locking onto a specific body nearby.

udgement.

olve into a loot box almost immediately after death.

wed her eyes.

was very slowly… twitching?

seen PineappleBeer’s backstab deal lethal damage, and no healer had touched him.

10:22 am

Chapter 247 The Feign Death

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“Does he have some kind of emergency save item?”

Riley signaled PineappleBeer with a tilt of her head, pointing toward the “corpse.”

PineappleBeer was a veteran; she understood the situation the moment she saw it.

A playful, dangerous smile touched her lips as she stalked toward the body,

“Well, look at that. A sentient corpse. You don’t see that every day.”

PineappleBeer reached Holy Judgement and delivered a sharp, heavy kick to his rear.

“Hey! You dead or what? Turn into a box so I can loot you already!”

The body on the ground remained motionless.

“Heh. Real stubborn, aren’t you?”

PineappleBeer let out a cold laugh, raising her war–blade high over his exposed neck.

“If you won’t turn into a box, I guess I’ll just have to chop you into pieces myself!”

The blade whistled through the air as it began its descent.

Just as the edge was less than half an inch from his throat…

“Wait! Wait! Mercy! Have mercy!!”

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The supposedly dead Vice–President bolted upright like a jump–scare in a horror movie. He scrambled backward through the snow, his face a mask of pure terror and humiliation.

“I’m alive! I’m alive! Please don’t kill me!”

Seeing the man who had been barking orders like a king now begging like a dog, both girls felt pure disgust.

“Not a bad skill.”

Riley walked over with her axe over her shoulder, looking down at him. “Feign Death? Or some high–end item? Tricking the system’s death flag is pretty advanced.”

Holy_Judgement’s face was ashen.

He did have a trump card–a Substitute Doli (Consumable). It allowed him to keep 1 HP and enter a 5–minute Feign Death state.

He’d planned to crawl away while they were busy, but they were too efficient; they’d wiped his team before he could move!

“Listen… ladies… I mean, WarWolf sisters!”

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