This endless world

"There is no trace of mental shielding at the location where the East American team is supposed to arrive. And there is no sign of any life in that area."

"Logically speaking, as the East American team entered at the same time as our other three reincarnation teams, their strength should not be too weak, and at the beginning of this mission, they should not encounter any Danger."

"So, either the members of the East American team are all arrogant and arrogant and cannot see through the obvious fact that our four reincarnation teams need to unite; or they have ulterior motives and reject our offer. invite."

"And in today's situation, those who are not on our side are our enemies."

——Quilina’s process of convincing the other two teams didn’t actually take long.

This is not only because Quilena played a very important role in the reincarnation team as "Wise Man" and impressed Reinhard and Cecil with her benefits; it is not just because she "sleeps in clothes" in the spiritual world. "Fukada Eimi, and her powerful strength made Yulian jealous, so she never spoke out... The main reason is because the three teams present all share the identity of "breeding team".

The breeding team, the parasites in the main god's space, are like vampires lurking in the dark, attaching themselves to others and greedily sucking blood in order to survive.

They use exquisite egoism as their criterion and constantly act only for their own interests. It is undoubtedly a twisted pleasure to bully those weaker beings and satisfy their twisted sadistic desires.

Joining forces to carve up another Samsara team with the same strength as theirs allows them to have the same position if they don't trust each other... Perhaps this rare cooperation is a fragile one based on common interests. The alliance was a temporary measure, but it happened to suit their wishes.

——So a temporary alliance composed of three breeding teams was established.

As the three spiritual powers merged with each other, a temporary spiritual power communication channel was formed instantly. After noticing the caution of the other two mental powers, as well as the clueless Reinhardt and Cecil, Quilena smiled slightly: "Very good, then, I will tell you something about the East American team. Speculation.”

"First of all, in my judgment, there is an 80% chance that the East American team is a breeding team."

The conclusion given by Quilena was undoubtedly beyond the expectations of the others, and the mental communication channel was silent for a while. As if Quilena had anticipated this reaction, she continued: "As we all know, the normal number of people in the breeding team generally does not exceed three people. Any more will not be conducive to the distribution of pigs."

“The more breeders in the East American team, the better for us. This means that the opportunities for side plots and the reward points for the main god will be dispersed, reducing the possibility of being concentrated in the hands of a few people; conversely, if their number Xi Shao, according to the strength assessment from the Lord God, their strength is at most roughly equal to one of ours, and we, with an absolute advantage in numbers, can besiege them."

Correct nonsense. Even if you are as arrogant as Reinhardt or as arrogant as Cecil, you can still think that Quirina's purpose in saying these words is nothing more than to appease people's hearts and strengthen everyone's belief in joining forces to kill the East American team... However, What she said next was the real point.

"There is still a 20% chance that the East American team..."

"Hello, everyone."

Suddenly, a male voice broke the silence, sounding extremely gentle: "It seems like I'm late?"

After hearing this, everyone present looked in the direction of the sound at the same time, and saw a handsome black-haired man with a smile on his face turning out from behind a big tree. Facing everyone's wary or doubtful looks, he even waved and said hello: "Did I not receive an invitation to the party?"

——How did this guy... get close?

Quilena's expression was stiff for a moment, because even though the other party was so close to her and the others, she still didn't detect the other party's existence during the mental scan, and nothing even seemed out of the ordinary. This means that the other party is either a powerful mental power controller many times more powerful than himself, or he has some special props on his body that can block the effect of mental power scanning...

"Psychic barrier pendant."

As if sensing the surprised gazes of the three mental controllers, the man took out a pendant from his chest, and something seemed to be hanging on the end. He smiled and said: "Double A-level special exchange, anti-prophecy detection. And mind interference, of course, can also prevent mental scanning."

"Since the mental controllers in our team often died in battle, I had to redeem this item... For this reason, I even endured my own murderous intention for a long time."

As he spoke, the handsome man bowed slightly like a true gentleman: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhao Zhukong, the captain of the East American team and the only senior member."

"...Orientals."

——Unexpectedly, Reinhardt was the first to respond.

As a vampire prince who exchanged his bloodline for double-A level, Reinhardt has a natural sensitivity to the taste of blood. Even though this man seemed to have been specially treated, in Reinhardt's perception, the smell of blood on the man's body was still so pungent, as if it was seeping out from his bones.

"Having a habit of killing, fighting alone, possessing double A-level special props, not weak in strength, there are no other teammates in the team, and even the traces of the newcomers are nowhere to be found, exactly the same as our approach..."

Reinhard sneered in the mental communication channel, as if he had moved back to a city: "Quilena, it seems that the remaining 20% ​​of your guesses need not be mentioned."

"The East American team is indeed a breeding team... After I kill him, I want his pendant."

Hearing this, apart from Quirina's brows frowning slightly, even Julian agreed with his captain's decision, because Reinhardt was absolutely right. The captain of the East American team in front of him named "Zhao Zhukong" is an extremely standard breeder in every aspect.

——And currently, with five enemies against one, the advantage is obvious.

"You have a strong smell of blood on your body."

However, perhaps due to the mutual induction between similar people, Zhao Zukong seemed not to feel the hostility of everyone present at the next moment. He actually looked at Reinhardt with a smile and said the same line first: "But your The killing method is really unartistic."

"Art?"

Reinhard laughed as if he heard some ridiculous words: "I have the blood of the German nation flowing in my body, and I studied at the Academy of Fine Arts in Vienna. Are you worthy of talking to me about art?"

"Yes, you don't understand art."

As if he couldn't hear Reinhard's sarcasm, Zhao Zukong said seriously: "So, you deserve to die."

"Am I supposed to die?"

This time, Reinhard laughed even louder: "Is it just you?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that my enhancement is the double A-level Blood Prince bloodline, and I also exchanged it for the A-level skill 'Death River'. If you want to kill me, unless you can kill me three million times... …”

"It doesn't sound difficult."

Reinhard was still laughing loudly, but the next moment, his vision suddenly tilted.

In the sight of everyone, Zhao Zukong was dozens of meters away from them one moment, but appeared behind Reinhardt the next moment... and what he was holding in his hand was actually Reinhardt's star. The head has been separated from the body.

In contrast to the headless corpse behind him and the laughing expression on Reinhardt's face that had not subsided, there was the faint smile that always hung on Zhao Zukong's face and the coldness in his eyes. I saw this handsome man saying softly with a slightly bored tone: "Rotten oranges..."

"It's always such an eyesore."

Then, crush the head in his hand. (End of chapter)