Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 633

Chapter 633 Formation Ambush

Chapter 633 Formation Ambush

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The stocky man stood on the edge of one grid segment and vanished half a step out of sight.

It wasn’t true invisibility.

The formation had simply boosted his movement speed to an unnatural degree.

PineappleBeer’s eyes sharpened.

“They’re using the array to reposition instantly.”

The second the words left her mouth, the stocky man reappeared right beside TartKing.

He swung his curved axe horizontally, aiming straight for her staff-wielding hand.

His goal was clear.

Take out the healer’s ability to cast spells first.

Instead of panicking and scrambling back like a regular healer, TartKing stayed calm.

Her Dawn Prayer Knee Pads flared to life. She slid sideways, tapping the bottom of her staff lightly against the ground.

Her Radiant Prayer Crown glowed faintly.

She didn’t waste the healing light on herself. Instead, she sent it washing over Riley’s back first.

Glow Renewal triggered, granting Riley a steady HP regeneration buff.

At the same time, TartKing flipped her wrist and applied Silent Bell Blessing to herself.

What happened next caught the enemy off guard. A bright flash flickered in her grip, and she hurled a greatsword straight at the stocky man.

The curved axe clashed violently with the greatsword, bursting with sparks.

“What the hell? This priestess has high Strength too?”

While he was still stunned by the unexpected clash, Pineapple Beer charged in.

She drove her Time-Severing Shadow Blade toward the stocky man’s armpit.

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The stocky man twisted his axe handle, hooking the edge to lock down PineappleBeer’s dagger. Without hesitation, he pulled a short stiletto from his waist and stabbed straight toward her abdomen.

The shadow patterns on PineappleBeer’s cloak flashed the instant the strike came.

An invisible force tugged her backward by an inch.

The stiletto scraped past the cloak’s edge.

The cloak’s automatic short-range dodge had saved her.

Pineapple Beer’s gaze turned frigid.

Her brand-new cloak had already proven its worth in battle.

The stocky man froze for half a second in shock.

In that tiny opening, TartKing smashed a Rime-Halt Spike right at his feet.

Frigid frost exploded outward, coiling around the man’s ankles and locking his movement.

“Pine!” TartKing called out.

Pineapple Beer didn’t retreat. She let go of her trapped blade.

The stocky man blinked in confusion.

Before he could react, Pineapple Beer drew a second dagger out from the surrounding shadows with her left hand.

The blade looked faintly translucent, forged purely from condensed darkness.

The moment she gripped it, her entire fighting stance shifted.

For a split second, her body seemed to merge perfectly with the shadows around her.

Pineapple Beer lifted the blade and sliced it cleanly across the stocky man’s shoulder and neck.

The strike was quiet and subtle, with no grand visual flare.

Even so, the stocky man lurched violently backward, his face turning pale for the first time all fight.

His HP didn’t drop drastically, but his entire shoulder and arm locked up instantly. It was like a

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part of his body had been severed from his control.

“What kind of skill is this?!” The tall man blurted out in shock.

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Pineapple Beer was also slightly stunned. She glanced down at her hand, but the shadow dagger had already faded away after the single strike.

Right after, a sharp, faint stinging pain shot through her head.

She gritted her teeth and hid her discomfort.

TartKing noticed her condition and refreshed her Warm Feather Blessing healing on Pineapple Beer.

Riley had no time to check on her teammates.

Seizing the opening of their one-on-one clash, the fat man charged forward again.

This time, his target wasn’t Riley.

It was TartKing.

He slammed his shield into the ground. The patterns on its surface burst open, sending a shockwave rippling across the floor straight toward the backline healer.

Riley stepped forward, blocking in front of TartKing. Her Crimson Scale Heart-Lock Underarmor and Cloak of Vitality absorbed the brunt of the residual shockwave at the same

time.

A heavy, stifling pressure settled on her chest.

Her HP dipped slightly, but Glow Renewal stabilized it right away.

The fat man was already right in front of her, a short hammer hidden behind his shield.

He wasn’t just a defensive tank.

He swung the hammer out from the shield’s blind spot at a tricky angle, aiming straight for Riley’s axe-wielding right wrist.

Riley let go of her axe instantly.

The hammer strike hit nothing but air.

She spun one axe with her left hand, slamming the handle backward against the top edge of

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