Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 517

Chapter 517 A Grudge Set in Stone

Chapter 517 A Grudge Set in Stone

The beast–hide man stared at Riley, his face turning a sickly shade of green with rage.

The tall, thin leader glanced down at the corpse on the ground, clear wariness flashing in his eyes.

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The small leader who’d just died was not the strongest among them, but he was far from weak. Riley had charged straight through a crowd of 80 men, killed her target, and retreated without single casualty on her end.

That meant her individual combat power was strong enough to shift an entire fight.

People like her were the worst kind of trouble.

Especially in this dungeon, where every mistake meant real death.

No one wanted to be her next victim.

The beast–hide man ground his teeth and spoke harshly.

“What exactly are you trying to gain from this?”

Riley said nothing.

His anger flared hotter, and he raised his voice.

“You break our checkpoint open, let all these people inside, and refuse to take any supplies from them. Do you even know who these people are? Most of them can barely survive Floor 8. Even if they make it into the safe zone, most won’t live long enough to

reach Floor 9!”

He gestured at the survivors lining up to enter the hall.

“They’re all going to die sooner or later. What’s wrong with taking their supplies now and giving them to people who can actually

survive?”

His words drained the color from many survivors‘ faces.

Some hung their heads low.

Others tightened their grip on their weapons, yet none dared utter a word to argue.

They’d heard this exact speech countless times along the way.

The weak don’t deserve resources.

The weak are doomed to die.

The weak’s potions, food, and gear should be given to the strong.

In this dungeon, this twisted logic always seemed to hold true.

After listening to his rant, Riley simply lifted her hand.

No warning, no hesitation.

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She hurled her axe straight at him.

Panic flickered across the beast hide.man’s face. He instantly raised his blade to block.

The axe slammed hard into his sword.

The sheer force shoved him sliding backward across the stone ground, leaving two long scrape marks in its wake. It took two of his mer behind him bracing his back to hold him upright.

His sword hand shook nonstop.

The impact left his chest tight and aching. A bitter, metallic taste rose in his throat, but he forced it down.

Silence fell over the entire crowd.

Riley flicked her wrist, and the boomerang axe sliced through the air back into her palm. She gripped it firmly.

She looked the beast–hide man dead in the eye, her tone calm.

“You don’t get to decide who lives or dies.”

The beast–hide man’s face turned pitch dark.

“You-”

Riley cut him off. “I don’t want anything out of this.”

She took half a step forward.

The enemy group subconsciously stepped back.

“I just simply don’t like you.”

Her voice was not loud, but it carried more weight than any threat they’d heard all day.

The survivors sheltered behind Riley stared at her in stunned silence.

Most of them had grown used to bowing their heads in this apocalyptic world. They were used to being crushed by strength, by unfair rules, and by cold profit.

Even when that guy said they were all doomed to die, their first reaction had not been anger–it had been shame.

But Riley refused to play by that cruel logic.

She didn’t claim these weak survivors would definitely make it to Floor 9.

She didn’t argue that the weak deserved protection.

She simply said she hated what they were doing.

And that was enough.

Several men behind the beast–hide man could not hold back any longer and stepped forward.

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“Boss, let me handle her-”

“Shut up!”

The beast–hide man clutched his chest and snapped sharply, stopping them cold.

The men froze, clearly unwilling/to back down.

The beast–hide man wanted to fight more than anyone.

But he knew better than to charge in blindly.

That single strike from Riley had told him everything. She truly would kill without hesitation in front of a crowd, and she was strong enough to get away with it.

Hope Guild held the checkpoint defenses with ballistas fully locked and loaded. Countless survivors watched the fight from the sidelines.

Even if they won a fight here, the losses would be heavy.

Worse, their alliance was paper–thin.

The raiders from the other two checkpoints stood aside, simply watching.

Whoever charged first would bleed the most.

The tall, thin man clearly came to the same conclusion. He stared grimly toward the central hall.

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