Building My Empire in the Frozen Apocalypse (Riley Carter) novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250 The Red Herring

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BloodWolf began typing frantically in the guild chat. “Can someone tell me what the hell is happening? Where is the VP? What happened on the front line? I didn’t send anyone there! Which one of you went rogue?

“WildBlade, did you send them? Did you hide the missing bikes yourself?”

WildBlade shook his head like a madman. “Master, I swear wasn’t there! I don’t know what happened! At that distance, we couldn’t even have reached them in time!”

“Then explain this!”

BloodWolf pointed at the high–speed Platinum beam on the map and the accusations from Sanstuary.

“Is someone out there impersonating us?”

“Wait…” WildBlade hesitated. “Is it the Drifters? Did they wipe our squad and take the bikes, or do they have some secret item?”

“Find out! Stop causing me trouble! You’re all useless!” BloodWolf roared.

He’d planned to go out solo to find some loot, but now he didn’t even know what was happening in his own name.

He was absolutely fuming.

WildBlade took the abuse in silence, his mind racing with his own suspicions.

No, I have to go to NorthWind’s base myself, WildBlade thought, convinced the Drifters had used a secret item to break the

stalemate.

Meanwhile, BloodWolf took a breath and posted an incredibly arrogant reply on the Region Channel.

“WarWolf_BloodWolf: Heh. All’s fair in war. You lost because you were weak, don’t make excuses. WarWolf earned that Platinum fair and square. You want to declare war? Any time, anywhere!”

Since the blame was already theirs, he’d own it! At least he’d keep the “Strongest Guild” reputation!

Back in the storm, the two actual culprits were enjoying the thrill of the ride.

“Hahaha! I can’t breathe!”

PineappleBeer laughed so hard she nearly lost her grip on the handlebars. “Riley, look! BloodWolf actually claimed it!”

Riley joined in the laughter.

“It’s a classic case of being forced onto the throne. We get the loot, he gets the heat.”

“Heading back to check the rewards?” PineappleBeer asked.

“No,” Riley shook her head. “Not yet. The marker is still live. We’re not leading the entire server back to our gate. Every vulture in the region is watching that light.”

10:22 am

Chapter 250 The Red Herring

Fair point. We’ll just cruise for a bit. The marker has thirty minutes left.” PineappleBeer checked her fuel and nodded.

And so, a strange sight appeared on the wastes.

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The Platinum beam, representing the server’s top prize, acted like a mischievous sprite, drawing bizarre patterns across the map.

It drew an “B” on the frozen lake to the east, then a “S” near the pine forest to the west.

“Quick! Block the canyon pass! They have to come through here!” a squad of players shouted, setting traps.

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Before the tripwires were even set, two shadows used a snow hill as a ramp, flying thirty feet over their heads before banking into a new direction.

A shout drifted down from the sky.

“Nice ropes, guys! Keep it up–you might actually trip yourselves next time!”

That was PineappleBeer’s voice.

“Screw you! So arrogant! Only a WarWolf prick would be that cocky!” the captain screamed, throwing his spear in frustration.

A second later, an arrow slammed into the ground at his feet, making him jump back in a cold sweat.

The lure of the Platinum was infinite; waves of players threw themselves into the chase.

Most hunters would spot the beam on a ridge, but by the time they/climbed up, the light had already vanished into a valley miles

away.

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