"An Infinite Dimensions NPC?"
Iron Wolf narrowed his eyes, studying Wesley with suspicion.
This wasn't the first time they'd seen NPCs from the merged world, but the Skyreach Mountains hadn't changed much in terrain.
There were no Infinite Dimensions villages here, no grand cities. So how could an NPC just pop up?
"Military zone. Civilians keep out!"
The soldiers didn't flinch. Melee adventurers gripping finely crafted level 30 longswords lowered into combat stances and advanced in tight formation.
Orson could tell their gear was only mid-tier blue quality, but carefully selected.
Many weapons had armor break, sunder, or anti-magic traits—perfect for pairing with ranged heavy fire to maximize damage output.
The US soldiers, as always, carried an air of silent iron. Even as adventurers, discipline hadn't slipped an inch.
Wesley suddenly threw back his head and let out a booming laugh, eyes shimmering as if on the verge of tears.
