Chapter 1216: Each Harboring Ulterior Motives

Hearing the leader's intent, the remaining Eastern Ying High Level officials' hearts all shuddered.

Are we to completely defect from the Asian Theater?

Although it sounds foolish, upon careful thought it is indeed most beneficial for them.

Whether the Asian region is good or bad is irrelevant to them; could it possibly be worse than their homeland?

"Then, True One Excellency, why don't we set out right now?"

"I'm afraid that if we can think of this, they certainly can too."

"What if the Huaxia Theater also realizes this and strikes first... or if Lin An comes..."

Thinking of Lin An's speed, the third‑rank speaker couldn't help feeling uneasy.

Although they are confident they can kill Lin An, under the current circumstances the prerequisite is to first cooperate with the North American Theater.

Otherwise, once they exhaust their last trump card, what will they do if the North American Theater easily disposes of them?

"Lin An?"

Standing beside True One, the kid with his hair tied up gave a light laugh, indifferent.

"Lin An wouldn't dare come himself."

"Haven't you noticed? In the previous round, at the final moment of the competition, Lin An never dared to act against us."

"Even the bear under his command doesn't dare approach us."

"What does this show? It shows he also knows that if he came, he would surely die!"

Recalling how the insect tide forced them to reveal a trump card, the kid felt a surge of resentment.

If it weren't for Lin An discovering how to control the insects, their situation would be countless times better now!

Coward! Cheater!

I truly don't know why the system would allow such an Awakened One to exist!

Seeing that everyone seemed to want to say more, the kid, a little impatient, continued speaking:

"Even if he came, intending to eliminate us in advance,"

"his only option would be to join the military, using large numbers of third‑rank troops like insects to drain our strength."

"So we just need to check the system map."

"As soon as Lin An approaches the Huaxia Military, or if both sides move simultaneously, it shows they are ready to act. After all, although Lin An is strong, he has no third‑rank forces under his command."

"Conversely, if either side acts alone, they cannot possibly strike at us."

That's a simple principle.

The kid casually opened the system map on the opposite shore and spoke calmly:

"Moreover, don't forget that Lin An has always been at odds with the military."

"I estimate he is also troubled now, likely wanting to hide."

"A senior third‑rank is worth 100,000 points; killing him equals half of Asia!"

"Furthermore, Andre voluntarily chose to fight Asia, which shows he is confident he can take down Lin An! Therefore..."

Constantly analyzing, deducing.

At the final competition, every step must be cautious.

"Lord Andre, shouldn't we move directly toward the Huaxia Theater?"

"Since the competition has just begun, we have a chance to eliminate them in batches before the Asian Theater unites!"

Following behind Andre, the entire North American High Level gazed doubtfully at their direction of advance.

As a great power that had irradiated North America before the Apocalypse, their continent is actually the most united side.

Especially after Andre swept aside the insect tide, the two remaining theaters entering the competition simply became subordinate factions, obeying orders.

"No, our target is Soviet Russia!"

"The Huaxia Military?"

On his handsome face, Andre's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery.

"They won't move against us."

"Keeping them is actually useful to us."

Speaking calmly, ignoring the doubtful gazes of many high‑level officials, Andre did not elaborate further.

Faced with Andre's attitude, the United High Level officials behind him all felt a surge of dissatisfaction.

Since Andre emerged from an unknown dungeon, he has not gone through the United Conference, privately mobilizing vast resources and manpower and material.

After the Apocalypse, any resource is priceless, yet what Andre is doing remains unexplained to them.

The same applies after entering the competition.

There was no discussion, no explanation—only obedience to orders.

If it weren't for Andre's terrifying strength, they would have long planned to replace him! The competition concerns everyone's fate, and being kept in the dark is truly unbearable.

"Lord Andre."

"Are you intending to go kill Rayen?"

"But shouldn't we wait?!!"

"What if we suffer heavy losses in the fight with Rayen? Don't forget there's still Lin An! If something unexpected happens, how will we then compete with the Huaxia Theater for ranking?!!"

Unable to understand Andre's actions.

Indeed, killing Rayen yields the greatest benefit, but that should be saved for last!

Jumping ahead to war between the Huaxia Theater and Soviet Russia—isn't that just handing victory to the Huaxia Theater?

Moreover, they have no idea just how strong Andre actually is!

According to their thinking, they should first deal with the two remaining countries of the Asian Theater, or else ally with them.

After settling Lin An and the Huaxia Military's guaranteed rankings, then consider taking action against the Soviet Union!

After all, it's the peak of the third Fourth Rank..

Speaking without exaggeration, they themselves claim that even if they have enough subordinates of the third Fourth Rank, they still lack full confidence to kill Rayen!

Such a rank requires multiple war zones to join forces!

They paid no attention to the High Level's doubts.

In an instant, Andre suddenly turned around, a flash of brilliant silver light flickering in his eyes.

"Bang!"

There was hardly any time for everyone to react.

In the next second, the High Level who had been questioning him was actually blown up alive, his head exploding.

Scorching blood and brain matter splattered onto everyone's faces.

In the face of the shock, Andre withdrew the faint smile on his face and instead swept his gaze over everyone with an indifferent expression.

"My words are orders!"

Having said that, Andre turned around as if nothing had happened.

A bunch of trash...

Rayen?

Lin An?

Heh...

I'm afraid they're actually the same person!

Only these idiots would think they're two different people!

Soviet Union theater.

"Taylor! Germany and France have already started to flee!"

"Quickly ask Lord Rayen what we should do now!"

His face looked extremely grim.

Many Soviet Union High Level officials, somewhat irritated, watched the red dots constantly moving on the system map.

It's obvious they can tell the Soviet Union theater is being targeted; these two countries were originally forcibly suppressed by Lord Rayen, so naturally, after entering, they ran as far as they could.

If Rayen survives, then naturally the Soviet Union wins.

Under the alliance, killing them in the Soviet Union theater yields no points, so they naturally win by default.

If Rayen dies, they're all a bunch of cripples, so naturally survival becomes crucial.

Therefore, with almost no hesitation, the German and French theaters immediately fled, not even listening to Taylor's promise to protect them.

But at this moment, unlike the Soviet Union High Level still worrying that they are the only ones left in the European theater, he suddenly felt a surge of panic in his heart.

It's not unease about the current situation, nor worry about what to do next.

But rather..

After entering the death battlefield, he suddenly realized there was an anomaly.

Lord Rayen was still absent, and still had not replied to his message.

But.. the final showdown clearly wasn't a random teleport...

Rayen, he should have appeared together with them...

Looking at the information in a daze, in an instant Taylor dared not even consider a possibility...