Chapter 682: The Mystery of Dongmei

The West Sea team consists of Reinhardt, who is both arrogant and showy, and Julian, the mental controller who strives to act as a subordinate.

Quilena, the only breeder of the West American team, and Celeste, the little follower who followed her, pretending to be calm but unable to hide her fear.

The second hotshot of the Tokai team, the lingering charm is still there, Cecil is more handsome than the middle two, and Eimi Fukada, the mental controller whose face is flushed, walks as if he is stepping on clouds, and at the same time is full of spring scenery, can't stop him.

——When the three breeding teams met each other, almost instantly, they understood each other's identities.

The breeders' consensus is that every pig is a valuable asset. Unless it has to be slaughtered, they will not be willing to expose the newcomers in their team to the sight of other reincarnation teams.

Experience will determine a person's temperament, and everything in the past is like a pattern engraved in the bones, becoming an indelible mark on them. Just as those powerful beings can understand each other's spiritual world when their eyes meet, the breeders can also sense the darkness and evil deep in each other's hearts the moment they meet...

But there is also a difference between evil and evil, and it is common for villains to look down upon each other.

"I didn't expect that before officially entering the mission world, you would still have the heart to do that kind of thing."

Reinhardt was the first to attack.

I don’t know why, but Reinhard found the man opposite him with long silver hair to be displeasing to him. Perhaps this was the mutual exclusivity between sluts, and he couldn’t allow one of them to “pretend”. Along the way, it threatens its own existence. The man sneered: "Don't you understand how strong the 'God Team', the only special reincarnation team in the main god space, is?"

"What, are you envious?"

Reinhard dislikes Cecil, so why not Cecil? In other words, when faced with Reinhard, who has an air of pretentiousness about him and actively mocks him when he speaks, it's hard for anyone not to have a dislike for him.

Cecil is not a light-hearted person either. He speaks in a sly voice: "You look like an aristocrat, but you don't have your own maid? I'm afraid you can't do it even if you want to."

"If it doesn't work out, there are always reward points for making a few slaves for yourself, right? Could it be that the so-called nobles are already so poor?"

"...It seems that you don't understand what 'humility' is at all."

A sarcastic sneer appeared on Reinhard's lips. The man's palm gently waved in the air. The simple movement he made seemed to carry an irresistible majesty.

Driven by the double-A-level mutant bloodline, a flame as deep as the night was born in his hands. Not only was it dark in color, it also emitted a chilling high temperature, like a purgatory fire that could burn everything.

The flame quickly changed form, and under Reinhardt's control, it turned into a flame hound in an instant. This giant hound made of flames is about two meters tall. Its body exudes dazzling light and hot temperature, and its eyes are shining with desire for prey. Driven by Reinhard's thoughts, the Flame Hound was like a meteor, rushing towards Cecil with a fanatical aura and irresistible power——

"Little tricks."

Cecil faced the flame hound summoned by Reinhardt. He did not show any panic, but also sneered in return. The man's right hand that had been holding the long knife at his waist gently pushed, and the tail end of the scabbard was slightly raised.

As an unstoppable sword light cut through the space, the originally fierce and fiery flame hound let out a scream. The surging power of the flames, under the judgment of the sword light, even the air was mercilessly chopped into countless tiny pieces. . The form of power quickly disintegrated, turning into countless tiny sparks in the blink of an eye, gradually fading in the air, as if it had never left any trace in this world.

"…somewhat capable."

Seeing this, Reinhard's eyes immediately focused on the long knife on Cecil's waist. With his eyesight, he could not clearly see the speed of the opponent's sword, but just from the cold breath in the air, he could tell that this was definitely a weapon not lower than double A level: "Then what happens next?" …”

"It's really boring. I've lost my rationality just for this level of pleasure... Let's stop here."

Suddenly, Quilena, who was checking whether her nails were smooth, said casually, and the black mist escaping from her body was like substance, drawing a line in the center of the two: "Not now. When there is internal strife, or are you two actually trying to fight to please me?"

——A single sentence could not stop the fight between Reinhardt and Cecil, but the threat implicit in Quirina's words still made the two people who were arguing wake up instantly, and her next words , and even asked them to stop together.

"Being able to stand here proves that all three of us have come with the same purpose... to form an alliance to fight against the arrival of the Celestial Team and the Central Continent Team in a hundred days, but it has been so long, and the East American Team has not yet Show up."

That's right, the four reincarnation teams that were supposed to arrive at the same time, now have three teams gathered here, but they are missing the only reincarnation team, the East American team.

No one would be willing to start a fight when the whereabouts of another reincarnation team were unknown, and no one would be willing to fight in front of another breeder and let others reap the benefits.

So Reinhard dispersed the dim flame in his hand, and Cecil quietly relaxed his right hand on the knife a little. But they all felt that they had lost face and would not speak easily, so in the following conversation, Julian, who had fully used the skill of Observation, took the initiative to speak.

"So, you mean to look for traces of the East American team?"

"Yes, the whereabouts of the East American team is our most important task at the moment."

Quilena glanced at Julian with interest, and was shocked by the sight of the latter, but then she changed her gaze and looked at Eimi Fukada of the East China Sea Team: "This member of the East China Sea Team... um , Sister Xue Nu, do you think I’m right?”

"It makes sense."

Compared to Julian, Fukada didn't pay much attention to Quirina's gaze and address. He even straightened his wet hair on purpose, looked at the other person's pointed ears hidden behind the ends of his hair and said, "But this Elf sister, how should we find the East American team?”

Regarding Fukada's title, which seemed to be confrontational and hidden, Kuileena smiled nonchalantly: "Actually, it's very simple. If you connect the places where the main god chose for our three reincarnation teams, it will form a right triangle. …And if three is transformed into four, then the right triangle becomes a square.”

"Therefore, we can easily find the original landing place of the East American team from the fourth corner of the square."

Today I will continue to run back and forth to the Development Bank... Now that I have taken some time off, I must tell you the story of this period.

I'm sleepy...go to sleep