Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 377

Chapter-377 The Real Nightmare Had Just Begun

Chapter 377 The Real Nightmare Had Just Begun

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ompletely The blood-soaked construction zone by the main gate was finally, in this brutal, harrowing moment, completely cleared of

monsters.

“NorthWind!

Riley shouted at the top of her lungs.

Another wave of monsters would descend any second-this fleeting full was their only chance.

Beside her, NorthWind, already covered in fresh wounds, slammed the confirm button the instant the build interface lit up green.

Hum-

A burst of bright blue light flared to life.

Under the crowd’s stunned, hopeful, almost ecstatic gazes, a brand-new hardwood gate materialized out of thin air, bound by the game system’s unyielding, absolute rules.

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Boom!

The massive gate crashed heavily onto the frozen ground, slotting perfectly into the gap in the camp’s perimeter wall.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

The second the gate settled, the tide of monsters outside slammed relentlessly against its solid surface. The violent shockwave sent the entire camp trembling.

“It’s… it’s sealed shut…”

A blood-soaked warrior from WarWolf Guild stared blankly at the gate, his sword clattering to the snow-covered ground. His knees buckled all at once, and he sank to his knees in the drifts, burying his face and breaking into ragged sobs.

A deathly silence hung over the camp first, before suppressed whimpers and ragged gasps burst forth from every corner.

They’d survived.

If only for now.

Yet Riley dared not let her guard down for a second. She stepped straight to stand behind the gate with the others, while Table. Ketchup and the rest hurried over hauling two inassive support logs to reinforce it.

Once the two half-foot-thick timber braces were propped firmly against the gate, Riley finally allowed herself a moment to catch her breath.

Leaning both hands on the wooden beam, she panted heavily, sweat mixing with blood dripping down her delicate jawline, Her stamina bar was completely drained, her muscles trembling uncontrollably, but she kept her back rigid and unyielding.

She turned her gaze toward PineappleBeer and Tartking not far away.

The three locked eyes, each forcing a weary smile–an unspoken understanding forged by staring death in the face together.

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11:25 am

Chapter 377 The Real Nightmare Had Just Begun

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The rest of the survivors were drenched in cold sweat, still reeling from the chaos they’d barely escaped.

But this fragile relief after surviving disaster lasted less than ten seconds.

Riley felt the pounding against the gate slowly die down, yet the monstrous roars beyond the perimeter wall never faded in the slightest.

These grotesque creatures moved as if bound by rigid programming, dead-set on slaughtering every last survivor in the camp. Foiled by the impenetrable main gate, they began clambering over one another, piling higher and higher atop their fallen kin until a gruesome staircase of flesh rose against the camp walls.

Before Riley and SouthWind could issue any orders, quick-witted survivors had already scrambled up the watchtowers lining the wall, firing bolts to pick off any monsters trying to clamber over.

With most of the horde locked into forming the flesh staircase below, few monsters managed to reach the upper wall ledges. Even the occasional foe that slipped past the crossbow fire was quickly swarmed and cut down by the crowd.

For now, the situation remained manageable.

“SouthWind…”

Woody on the watchtower suddenly called out, his voice shaking uncontrollably.

Every head turned toward him. He stretched out a trembling finger, pointing toward several hill-like colossal shapes looming far beyond the camp.

“Look… look over there… they’re coming!”

Riley followed the direction of his gaze.

At the edge of the howling black blizzard, those shadowy giants had already flattened WarWolf Guild’s original settlement entirely. Their towering forms advanced slowly yet irresistibly, closing in on the camp with unstoppable momentum.

Riley tightened her grip on her axes.

She knew the real nightmare was only just beginning tonight.

Wave after wave of relentless combat had pushed every survivor to their physical limits. Many members of the Icefield Drifters Alliance had barely recovered from critical injuries with medical supplies and potions, only to be wounded all over again in the endless fighting.

Everyone stood frozen in the biting snowstorm, at a loss for what came next.

Four colossal shadowy figures trundled steadily through the snow toward the camp’s outer perimeter.

The blizzard raged harder by the second, yet the survivors could still make out their revolting bulk with terrifying clarity. Standing nearly 40 feet tall, they looked like heaps of rotting flesh mashed together, their surfaces writhing with countless tiny black tentacles.

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