Chapter 633: Frost Specter

The Frost Specter circled the network's core, barring advancement.

Such an idea would have been laughable just days ago. Yet the intangible cold lingered in the hall, claiming lives—any who came close perished, forcing them to consider the possibility of phantoms.

It was only now that they saw more frost-covered sculptures, among them the figures of professional security personnel in full gear. Apparently, armed troops had tried to retake the network center before but were frozen to death by an unseen force.

"There's an invisible enemy!"

"Bring him back!"

"Come back, Wei Teng!" The soldiers reached out to drag the leading soldier back.

His body was rigid like an ice sculpture and required several hands to stabilize. His comrades forcefully pulled Wei Teng back, the leather heels of his boots scraping the ground with a piercing sound, like the wail of a ghost.

Xu Yang ordered them to fall back to the exit.