Chapter 822: Death Battle 8

Everyone rushed out.

Under the scorching sun, the dense crowd all at once looked northward, which was the suspected direction of the invaders' attack.

From high above, the Awakened Ones on the ground looked like an ant colony pouring out, some in panic.

"Is it the Neutral Alliance? Or the Huaxia War Zone?"

All eyes turned to the panicked Awakened One reporting the situation.

The East German representative with the hottest temper grabbed his collar and urgently asked.

"I... don't... know...!"

"I don't know..."

With a tear-streaked face, the Awakened One being questioned looked at the surrounding gazes, at a loss.

He really didn't know.

The enemy moved too fast, and the red dots disappeared too fast, making people subconsciously think... could it be a display error?

Only a few seconds ago did they realize that those disappearing red dots must have been cleared by something.

"Everyone on guard! Prepare to meet the enemy!"

The reaction was extremely swift.

Beside Andre, an Awakened One who looked like a strength-type calmly issued the order.

No matter who the enemy was, they must not let their own formation fall into chaos first.

At the same time, Andre also removed his smiling disguise, a flicker of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Order all covert units to relay information from the two major war zones!"

"Activate the temporary shield! Deploy all agility-type Awakened Ones to prepare for interception!"

Detailed orders were given.

The entire alliance camp immediately resumed operation, with large numbers of Awakened Ones taking their positions and rushing out according to the drill plan.

Dense, various kinds of psychic energy suddenly rose from the camp's core, ultimately forming a half‑buckled arc‑shaped blue barrier.

That was an A‑rank prop from the North American War Zone's reserve—a group mental barrier.

Powered by up to 100 Awakened Ones, it can resist willpower below 40 points and 600 skill attacks, truly a divine tool for legion warfare.

Originally intended for use in the final showdown, but now...

The enemy's assault speed was too fast, forcing them to prematurely play this trump card.

A flicker of pain crossed the face of the North American War Zone's high‑level commander, but seeing the barrier arise, his previously uneasy heart instantly relaxed.

At the camp's core, Andre slowly levitated, and instantly numerous mirror‑like reflective objects formed around him.

The image was transmitted back in sync.

"Huaxia? Or is the Neutral Alliance up to something?"

Suspicious, his thoughts raced.

They had long planted moles in the Neutral Alliance, and even around the Huaxia War Zone hid several Awakened Ones skilled at covert operations.

Watching the images fed back by the covert units, Andre's doubts grew stronger.

The Neutral Alliance remained motionless on the fourth level.

Judging by their appearance, they seemed to be preparing to hold their ground.

In the footage coming from the Huaxia War Zone, everyone was merely guarding the flag, with no sign of deploying troops.

Both of the most likely enemies showed no abnormality.

In an instant, Andre's mind quickly conjured the remaining suspect targets.

"Chen Yangtian? That mysterious high‑level of the Huaxia War Zone, who seemingly vanished with his own men not long ago."

But could he have wiped out the outer war zone that quickly?

"Rohn?"

"Unlikely; that guy is too weak. Globally ranked first and second tier, in his view it's undeserved, unless Rohn possesses some special means."

For example, that mysterious prop awarded by the system.

Besides that... then...

"Lone Wanderer of the Patterns? Possible, but intel is lacking, and there's no reason to act."

"Huaxia War Zone, Jiang Haochen? He seems to have mastered meme power... which is also quite uncanny."

Andre's brows furrowed slightly.

"Cannot be certain; according to the Crown Detection intel, the enemy's speed is not fast..."

One name after another was quickly dismissed, and even he, who is always absolutely rational, felt a hint of pressure.

All the aforementioned individuals each matched one or two criteria, but in reality there is a fatal flaw.

That is, these people are unlikely to be able to instantly kill large numbers of Awakened Ones.

Even if they could, they would need manpower to coordinate.

"The main gate—where else could a large number of Awakened Ones silently appear on the third level?"

"Unless, the people on the camp aren't dead, but merely controlled by some special means."

"In that case, if the opponent is an Awakened One with high‑speed ability and skilled in illusion techniques..."

"Upon thinking of this,"

"A name suddenly popped into his mind."

"Lin.. An?!"

"He had already been in the Will Trial, speculating whether Lin An possessed illusion techniques, combining information, simulating."

"In an instant, Andre's indisputable voice rapidly spread across the field:"

All battle zones, be on alert! The intruder is suspected to be Lin An! All spatial-system Awakened Ones, prepare to set up spatial disturbances!

Absolute rationality and ultra-fast reaction.

Almost the moment he became aware, Andre made the correct choice.

「Lin An！？」

Startled, they turned around; the East Asian representative and several Awakened Ones from the Asian battle zone instinctively wanted to veto.

They had no time to think, but their subconscious told them that the speed at which the outer battle zones were disappearing could not be accomplished by a single person.

What a joke—if Lin An weren't hiding, that would already be good enough; how could one person possibly charge at them?

On our own position, there are over two thousand Awakened Ones! And they're all elite after screening.

Never mind how Lin An managed it; to them, this idea means Andre must be crazy to say that.

Even giving away heads isn't done like this.

Moreover, the number of spatial Awakened Ones is scarce; once we now activate spatial disturbances, these people will lose combat ability for at least 24 hours.

By then, who could still capture Lin An?

Once the decisive battle begins, in the chaos, the hiding Lin An would probably laugh his head off.

Aside from the two spatial-system Awakened Ones from the North American battle zone who hesitated slightly, they then carried out Andre's order without hesitation.

Awakened Ones from other battle zones, while refusing, began to speculate about Andre's true intentions.

Suddenly, many even doubted whether the attackers were truly enemies—perhaps a smoke screen cooked up by the North American battle zone itself.

After killing the outer battle zones, they deliberately sent out an alarm.

North American battle zone, capable of doing something like this!

After all, the speed of disappearance is too frightening; no matter how you look at it, it seems illogical.

Looking at his indifference, even suspecting him, the representatives of the major battle zones.

Andre's eyes were full of cold intent.

When all the evidence matches, no matter how impossible, that is the truth!

When the deduction is based on Lin An daring to single-handedly attack them, the implications behind it are enough to make one ponder deeply.

Ultra-fast movement, Blink, daring to infiltrate the position, first in bodily trial, willpower attribute extremely high, and logically having exchanged for high-level skills with the system...

Like piecing together a pattern, Andre quickly assembled in his mind the image of Lin An in the illusion.

0.1 seconds later, he took a deep breath; the conclusion he reached shocked even himself.

Saying more is useless.

Andre, expressionless, glanced at the crowd still preparing to question him, then without hesitation swiftly flew back to the core of the North American battle zone.

Spiritual energy surged; even without seeing any enemy, he directly activated his talent's preheat, as if he would face a life-or-death crisis the next second.

Lin An, who possesses spatial skills, dares to charge at them...

Combined with the strange disappearance of the outer battle zones, Andre, even without any information, almost in a precognitive manner, inferred what Lin An actually intended to do.

Carrying out his own judgment, Andre didn't even glance at the other battle zone representatives.

Even if his guess was wrong, it doesn't matter; what's frightening is that his guess might actually be correct!

All crises in the Apocalypse are built upon self-awareness of safety! Lacking even this sense of crisis, they're truly... a bunch of idiots!

「Don't worry about him! 」

「First send troops forward to check the situation; if, by some chance, it really is Lin An, we can still lock down space in time! 」

「If he dares to come, we dare to kill him! 」

Absurd beyond reason, not really wanting to accept this speculation.

Watching Andre suddenly withdraw, the representative of the second-largest faction's battle zone, with a grim expression, quickly voiced his opinion.

Even if it's Lin An, what's there to fear? With so many of them, could they all be useless?

North American battle zone, what exactly are they up to?

Heads gathered.

3 seconds later, a violent sonic boom came from far to near, rushing swiftly.

In the distant high sky, a storm of heavens followed a black shadow flying in, as if revealing the truth.