Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393 Luring The Six-armed Monster Into The Trap

Chapter 393 Luring The Six-armed Monster Into The Trap

Riley slammed her foot hard against the ground, instantly activating her Charge skill

Boosted by full attribute bonuses, violent gusts swirled around her. She blurred into a shadow nearly impossible to track, charging straight forward instead of retreating, rushing head-on toward the forty foot colossus towering like a mountain.

“Pineapple Beer, cover my flanks! NorthWind, seize the moment and raise the towers!”

Riley barked out a string of sharp commands.

Pineapple Beer shifted her stance and slipped into stealth at once. Merging into the snowstorm like a livi shadow, she stayed close behind Riley, ready to intercept any stray arms aiming for her from the shadow

Riley let out a sharp battle cry. Riding the final momentum of her Charge, she pushed off with all her strength and leaped more than six feet into the air. She pulled off a second mid-air jump, her dual axes howling with piercing wind as she slashed straight for the monster’s chest plating.

“Roar!”

The giant monster locked onto Riley mid-leap in an instant.

To this tiny intruder daring to challenge it head-on, its massive frame unleashed a hopelessly impenetrable defense.

It did not even need to shift its footing. Two malformed new arms sprouting from its chest crossed tightly in an instant.

At that same moment, PineappleBeer broke out of stealth, her twin daggers glinting cold.

Clang!

She blocked the monster’s crushing blow head-on.

Sparks exploded everywhere. Pineapple Beer’s hands went numb at the impact, her grip splitting open instantly as blood streamed down her palms.

Worse still, two more hammer-tipped arms coiled behind the monster swung in like giant venomous serpents, slamming toward PineappleBeer from both left and right.

The six arms formed an omni

tional defense that felt utterly suffocating.

ith her staff in one hand, then charged forward, swinging her greatsword

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Chapter 393 Luring The Six-armed Monster Into The Trap

Pineapple Beer, jerking mid-motion and veering off course.

Seizing that split-second opening, Pineapple Beer twisted sharply in mid-air, planting her left foot hard against the monster’s crossed defensive arms to push off.

Boom!

She was sent flying backward, narrowly dodging the horizontal sweep of the left hammer-arm. She crashed back onto the frozen ground like a cannonball, carving two deep gouges across the ice.

On the other side, Riley had barely closed in on the monster’s chest before a free swat from one of its arms sent her slamming down to the ground as well.

“It’s no use-its defense is airtight!” Riley spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, her gaze locked firmly on the monster.

“Those six arms might as well have minds of their own! No matter which angle we strike from, at least two arms block, two counterattack, and the last two guard its head and mouth completely!”

Just as Riley had said, this evolved colossal monster had abandoned its former slow, clumsy fighting style. Relying purely on its overwhelming size and impenetrable six-fold arm defense, it advanced relentlessly like a walking meat grinder.

Even so, none of them backed down. They had to create an opening for SouthWind-one where the monster’s arms were tied up and its mouth was open.

The battle devolved into a brutal, grueling stalemate.

Amid the wind and snow sweeping over the ruined camp, Riley weaved and leaped between the monster’s six arms, using clever positioning, scattered cover, and her own agility to stay alive. Every swing of her dual axes struck the exact same joint, chipping away steadily at its tough outer shell little by little.

Pineapple Beer kept circling the edge of the monster’s attack range, Whenever it tried committing more arms to crush Riley, she reappeared in an instant, slashing deep gashes into its blind spots with her daggers and forcing it to split its focus.

Behind them, Tart King pushed her mental stamina to the limit, layering constant buffs on both fighters while keeping her greatsword at the ready, poised to charge in and back them up at any second.

With terrifying teamwork and flawless coordination, the three managed to pin down this forty-foot, six-

armed monster.

“Roar Roar!”

After five minutes of relentless high-intensity harassment, the dim-witted abyssal monster finally lost its pauence entirely.

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