The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey (Thora and Darius) novel Chapter 351

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Valen silently formed a thought. Eighteen years old, carrying both nerve and ability-give her a few more years and where would her ceiling be? Just imagining it sent a surge of heat through his veins. For the first time, his long-held prejudice against Thora faded completely; her talent alone had erased every perceived shortcoming. Still, he reined himself in quickly. His expression hardened once more, sharp and unyielding, gaze fixed on the game feed.

Inside the game, everyone held their breath as keys clattered nonstop. At last, Luke struck the final Enter and exhaled deeply. “Okay … finished.”

The instant his words fell, the toxic fog outside the building began to recede. People rushed to the windows. The suffocating black curtain slowly peeled away. The sky remained dim, but outlines emerged. When the fog fully dispersed, shattered buildings and scattered corpses outside were laid bare.

“It’s gone…” someone whispered.

“Next stop the boundary,” the blond man said, pulling them back to reality.

With the fog cleared, the objective was clear, which was to reach the map’s edge, locate the virus cache, and erase the core files.

Thora stepped forward, flicking a glance at Tristan and the others. Luke grabbed the laptop and followed close behind her out of the office.

The remaining examinees exchanged looks, then fell in line after them.

Ashley, Draven, and the blond man were the last to leave. The blond man slipped into the mass of test-takers and disappeared almost instantly.

Ashley’s eyes shifted. She had just lifted her foot when a cool male voice slid past her ear.

“Seriously? Pretending to be a woman? That’s pretty shameless.”

Draven walked on without turning, mockery lacing every word.

Ashley’s gaze turned glacial. She stared at his retreating back, then smiled without warmth. Twirling a lock of hair behind her ear, her eyes sharpened like drawn steel.

Outside, everyone activated their cards and teleported to the outskirts of the city.

The moment they arrived, shrieks and growls flooded the air. Beyond the chain-link fence, monsters were packed so tightly they formed a living wall. Many people recoiled, unable to face those staring eyes.

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A single fence divided existence; beyond it lay the monsters’ domain, and behind it stood the last shelter for humans.

Luke immediately sat down, powered up the laptop, and began typing rapidly.

“Southeast. The virus files are stored in a tower at the edge of the game map. Distance is roughly two kilometers.”

He tapped the display and rotated it toward the group.

“This red marker shows the virus’ current location.”

Everyone leaned in. Their faces were pale.

Two kilometers. Through endless monsters. Then scaling the tower to destroy the files. It sounded less like a mission and more like a death sentence.

Worse still, most cards had only two uses remaining. Earlier battles had burned through nearly everything. What little they had left wouldn’t last long.

The blond man stepped forward, his presence instantly imposing order.

“We need one person to punch through the monster tide, reach the tower two kilometers out, and erase the virus files. Only then does the system reset. Only then do we survive.”

Thora studied him twice. Military background. And not just average, this was the bearing of a high-caliber officer. He was far more than a simple school representative.

The moment he finished speaking, the crowd erupted.

“Who’d go? That’s a death run!”

“Two kilometers? You’d be torn apart before you hit two hundred meters!”

“I’m not dying for this!”

Fear spread like wildfire. Even those who had briefly considered stepping up hesitated.

Luke adjusted his glasses and added calmly, “Someone must eliminate the virus. Otherwise, we either die here or remain trapped indefinitely. And anyone with weak gear or low stats shouldn’t even consider it, you’d just be throwing your life away.”

That statement cut off all low-tier players instantly. The meaning was clear: they weren’t even eligible sacrifices.

Thora stood by the fence the entire time, eyes tracing the two-kilometer distance. One kilometer out marked the edge of the world-the void. At the two-kilometer point, the tower’s

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