The Shelter Game: Me, Starting with a Tenfold Drop Rate

"I\'m heading to the other side of Shadow City," Irving said, his tone dark as he addressed the werewolf leader. "According to the clues provided by the elders of the Night Blades, that\'s where my companions were last seen."

The werewolf leader nodded, his gaze fixed intently on Irving. He could sense that Irving\'s emotions were somewhat chaotic. Mixed within his anger and frustration was an inexplicable sense of joy.

The werewolf leader couldn\'t fathom why Irving exhibited such complex emotions, so he decided to observe him more closely.

"Will you be coming with me?" Irving asked directly. "If you want to join me, you should send your subordinates to a safer location. I doubt they have the strength to take part in what lies ahead."

The werewolf leader pondered for a moment and then turned his attention to his subordinates. In an instant, the werewolves grasped the meaning behind their leader\'s gaze.

The werewolves quickly vanished into the dilapidated buildings surrounding them.

"They have hidden according to my orders. Can we proceed immediately?" The werewolf leader asked Irving straightforwardly.

Irving nodded. "We can move out right away!"

Without the burden of the werewolf leader\'s subordinates, both Irving and the werewolf leader moved with remarkable speed. They reached the entrance of the massive structure where Elder Lawrence had been hiding in less than fifteen minutes.

As soon as he laid eyes on the enormous building, the werewolf leader was reminded of a memory he would rather not revisit. A pained expression crossed his face, which did not escape Irving\'s notice.

"What\'s wrong? Is this building familiar to you?" Irving asked calmly.

The werewolf leader nodded. "This building is indeed very familiar to me! It is the sacrificial site of our clan! Some areas of Shadow City were once our territory."

Irving was taken aback by this revelation. He had not anticipated that the werewolf leader\'s clan had once held control over a part of Shadow City.

"Since this building is your clan\'s sacrificial site, you should know it quite well, right? And if I\'m not mistaken, sacrificial sites often have some strange phenomena associated with them," Irving remarked, although he wasn\'t particularly knowledgeable about the werewolf leader\'s clan.

However, Irving did have some understanding of the sacrificial sites of other primitive tribes. Such sites often exhibited very strange phenomena. This was largely due to the fact that the sacrificial sites of primitive tribes typically honored powerful and mysterious entities.

For instance, in the primitive tribe Irving had encountered before, they worshiped the King of Lightning. As a result, various forms of lightning manifested in their sacrificial site.

The pained expression on the werewolf leader\'s face eased somewhat. He began to share everything he knew.

"You are correct; there are indeed very strange phenomena associated with our clan\'s sacrificial site. Our clan\'s sacrificial site is actually our underground tomb. All members of our clan are buried in the underground tomb after they die, which means there are numerous remains of our clan members within it.

Every member of our clan worships the great Wolf God. Therefore, their bones also belong to the Wolf God. Over time, the power of the Wolf God has deeply seeped into the underground tomb due to our clan\'s continuous sacrifices.

Thus, anyone who approaches the underground tomb will gradually be eroded by the Wolf God\'s influence.

If your companions have truly entered the underground tomb, they will soon be transformed into werewolves. Moreover, this transformation process is irreversible."

After hearing the werewolf leader\'s words, Irving realized he needed to accelerate his actions.

"Then let\'s hurry up and act! I certainly don\'t want my companions to be transformed into werewolves! While I don\'t think there\'s anything wrong with being a werewolf, I\'m sure some of my companions would prefer not to become one."

After saying this, Irving quickly led the werewolf leader into the massive building. Although the werewolf leader was familiar with the structure, it had been modified by the Night Blades. This meant that the two of them would need to spend some time searching for clues within the building.

During this time, Elder Lawrence was leading Irving\'s companions deeper into the underground tomb.

As they followed Elder Lawrence, Irving\'s companions were also brainstorming ways to escape. Aron kept a vigilant eye on their surroundings. He felt an eerie presence in the underground tomb. Although he couldn\'t see anything, he sensed that something was lurking nearby, observing them.

"Have you noticed that it seems like something is watching us?" Aron whispered, trying to keep his voice down as he addressed Benjamin and Nick.

Nick looked around, slightly panicked. "I haven\'t seen anything around us! What exactly have you noticed?"

Benjamin remained calm, unlike Nick, his expression steady and composed.

He simply said to Aron, "I haven\'t noticed anything else around us that\'s observing us. I just feel that the underground tomb is extremely eerie. Although the area around us seems relatively normal, the temperature is far too low. I have a strong sense that if we continue moving forward, we will encounter a very dangerous situation."

While Benjamin and Aron had slightly different feelings, both of them sensed that continuing forward would likely lead to great danger.

Just as the three of them were discussing the situation in the underground tomb, Anna, who was at the back of the group, suddenly stopped. This puzzled Wendy, who was not far ahead.

"Don\'t stop! If we fall too far behind, we\'ll end up in an even worse situation," Wendy urged, believing that staying with the group was the only way to ensure the safety of both herself and Anna.

However, Wendy\'s words did not prompt Anna to move. She stood there, staring blankly into the distance, her eyes vacant.

Wendy followed Anna\'s gaze and soon spotted a vague shadow. The shadow had a wolf\'s head and a pair of wings on its back.

The moment Wendy saw the indistinct figure, she let out a loud scream.

Wendy\'s shout drew the attention of everyone. Aron, Benjamin, and Nick all halted, their senses heightened. They cautiously observed their surroundings while moving closer to Wendy and Anna.

Elder Lawrence, who was at the front of the group, felt a flicker of anger. In a hoarse voice, he shouted toward Aron and the others, "Stop wasting time! Our time is precious, and we must reach the depths of the underground tomb quickly!"

However, Lawrence\'s words had no effect. Aron and the others were far more concerned about the safety of their companions. They quickly rushed to Wendy\'s side and directly asked her what had happened.

Wendy didn\'t respond verbally; instead, she pointed in the direction of the vague shadow she had seen.

The group followed Wendy\'s指向 and soon spotted the indistinct figure she had seen earlier.

"What on earth is that? Werewolves shouldn\'t have wings, right?!" Aron exclaimed in surprise the moment he saw the shadow.

Aron was aware of the existence of werewolves, so he wasn\'t too shocked upon seeing the wolf-headed creature. However, when he noticed the wings on its back, he was utterly confused.

Benjamin\'s expression remained largely unchanged. He had encountered information about similar creatures within the intelligence gathered by his Ocean Group guild.

"That vague shadow is not a werewolf. I remember the image of that shadow; it should be a messenger of the Werewolf God. My Ocean Group guild has encountered such creatures before," Benjamin calmly shared the information he possessed.

"The messenger of the Werewolf God usually only appears within the territory of werewolf clans. Furthermore, the majority of the time, werewolf messengers show up during sacrificial ceremonies held by the clan," Benjamin explained.

His information only deepened the group\'s confusion. They were currently in an underground tomb. Even if this tomb belonged to a werewolf clan, the deceased members of the clan could not possibly perform a sacrificial ceremony.

"Are you sure the information you have is correct? How could there possibly be werewolves holding a sacrificial ceremony here?" Aron asked, slightly incredulous.

Benjamin nodded. "I assure you, my information is very accurate. It was provided to me by the leader of a werewolf clan. The leader I mentioned is not the same one we just encountered."

He added this clarification because he and Aron had previously met another werewolf leader.

After hearing Benjamin\'s words, Aron furrowed his brow and glanced toward Elder Lawrence. Aron believed that Elder Lawrence must possess a wealth of knowledge. He intended to ask him why a messenger of the Werewolf God would appear here.

However, before Aron could act, Elder Lawrence suddenly appeared before the group. He was clearly displeased with Aron and the others\' actions.