Global Lords: I Have Information System Chapter 635 - 427: Ice and Snow Stealth, Facing the Frosty S

The nearest Golden Circle Mark to him was located directly north of the territory.

The real-ti distance was 1.7 kiloters, and at this mont, the distance was still steadily decreasing.

It seed that even without actively seeking it out, this Yeti would co knocking on his door.

According to the distribution of the eight defense matrices within the territory, logically speaking, so of the defense arrow towers within this distance matrix should have begun to attack.

However, up till now, the defense arrow towers within the territory remained in a silent state.

These towers were equally covered by a thick layer of ice.

It was uncertain whether it was due to the Yeti being in a state of concealnt or due to the ice shells.

Zong Shen tended to believe the forr because although these ice shells were thick, they should not be enough to block the proactive attacks of the defense arrow towers.

Especially those high-tier towers, such as the [Tier Four Crossbow Tower], which have ultra-long-range and ultra-strong single-target killing capabilities.

Ice shells of twenty to thirty centiters thick simply couldn’t withstand the crossbow bolts as thick as a calf fired from the Giant Crossbow Tower.

Currently, there’s only one Sentry Tower in the territory, equipped with a Tier Two Eye of True Sight with a coverage diater of one kiloter, while the other defense arrow towers do not possess the Eye of Truth effect.

Thus, if those Yetis indeed possess powerful stealth concealnt abilities, then the lack of response from the defense towers is a normal situation.

And Anti-Stealth is indeed one of the current shortcomings of the territory’s defense matrix.

Even the Tier Two Eye of True Sight attached to that Sentry Tower has begun to lag behind.

The Tier Two Eye of Truth can only detect stealth not exceeding the second tier.

It is quite helpless in the face of enemies mastered in high-tier stealth.

Zong Shen licked his sowhat dry lips.

Just within this brief mont, the Yeti approaching from the north had already co within a 1.3-kiloter range line.

The opponent moved quickly on the ice, almost as fast as a grassland horse running at full speed in regular weather, causing Zong Shen to look up toward the north gate of the Inner City District.

On both sides of the gate and the entrance of the Lord’s Courtyard, there were giant Blood-Sucking Cannibal Flowers planted.

These plants were Rare Level species with very strong aggressiveness.

They were always regarded as internal guards of the territory by Zong Shen.

But once Frosty Winter arrived, these cannibal flowers fell into a state of dormancy.

Their stems, as thick as an adult’s waist and reaching up to five ters tall, drooped with their flower bodies to one side on the ice surface, while the two petal-like mattress-thick green leaves appeared withered yellow.

They were enveloped in a layer of red radiance that maintained their vitality.

Currently, the Blood-Sucking Cannibal Flowers were in a special dormant state.

They wouldn’t freeze to death, but neither could they exert their defense abilities.

In their current state, even a grassland ox could devour them completely.

Under the state of Frosty Winter, the defense shortcomings of the territory were fully exposed.

However, the problem was not major, as he could easily lock onto the Yeti’s position using the Guide Module.

As long as the Yeti was forced to reveal itself through attacks, the defense matrices within the territory would co into play, as all eight matrices had so ultra-long-range defense arrow towers.

They could create overlapping damage within most defense zones of the territory, and should that Yeti dare to penetrate the Central District, once exposed, it would face a fierce attack.

Zong Shen put the Magic Energy chanical Falcon into the Storage Grid and reached out to grasp the [Wind-Fire-Thunder Trident] that he had thrust into the ice layer.

As a piece of Rare Level ancient equipnt, it had the augntation of elental damage from three attributes.

Although Zong Shen was not very accustod to using a trident, he could only use it for now due to the circumstances.

"Everyone, get ready, our enemy is coming."

"Madeleine, Mapple, Wenresa, find your respective positions."

"Luna, go and open the northern city gate."

Zong Shen ordered in a deep voice, his vision focused on the north where the Yeti was less than one kiloter away from him.

Upon hearing Zong Shen’s command, everyone imdiately took action.

They hadn’t noticed any unusual situation, but as confidants fully loyal to him, they could already carry out all of Zong Shen’s instructions unconditionally.

Luna leaped forward on the ice riding the Sentinel Black Panther, whose sharp claws left deep scratches upon the ice layer.

After opening the northern city gate, she didn’t hesitate or investigate further and promptly returned to Zong Shen’s side.

Silently, she drew the Giant Moon Blade hanging from the strap on her back, poised it horizontally at her chest, ready to throw at any mont.

Wenresa and the Ranger sister stood with agility on the wall of the Lord’s Courtyard using their short swords for support.

Aiming toward the north, one hand slightly raised the Battle Bow, while the other hand rested on the quiver beside them, ready to draw an arrow and shoot at any mont.

Zong Shen didn’t speak, rely standing silently.

After a minute or two, the golden circle in his vision was only two hundred ters away from him.

This distance should be not far from outside the northern city gate.

Despite this, Zong Shen still didn’t see anything unusual.

It was Wenresa’s elf long ears that quivered slightly, her eyes squinting as she locked onto a position.

The inherent instinct of a Windwalker granted her a powerful intuitive insight.

The Black Panther beneath Luna seed to pick up an unusual scent as well.

It crouched down in place, strong forelimbs bending, muscles tensed, ready to spring into action.

When the golden circle in front of Zong Shen’s eyes was only one hundred fifty ters away...