Unexpectedly, the angel's death seems to have brought an unforeseen impact to Ji Jue.

Whether opponents or allies.

Let's set aside the angels, who immediately became dazed as if seeing a ghost after witnessing their companion's body disintegrate into ashes. Even Linka was stunned and incredulous.

It's almost like a hallucination.

"This must be a dream, it must be."

On the way back, she kept murmuring repeatedly, dazed: "I've started hallucinating again…"

Wen Wen sighed helplessly, knocking roughly on the seat back: "Drive properly!"

Superior indeed, irrespective of whether they consume beef or not, their reaction was genuinely swift, making a decisive move while the angels were in chaos, and directly seizing them up, lifting the car and fleeing.

In the end, they broke out of the encirclement amidst the chaos.

However, after waiting for a long time at the rendezvous point, only a few people managed to arrive on time...

When the last group of bedraggled individuals returned, the entire team was left with only one person.

"Why are you the only one?"

Wen Wen was astonished, "I remember you guys were the first to rush out, is there still a siege?"

The returning person looked dejected, glancing at her, then at Ji Jue, hesitating to speak.

Thus, the other individuals' expressions became increasingly grim.

Someone swore.

"Go ahead, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." Wen Wen sighed, her expression unchanged.

"Leader, no, Aub said... said..."

The young man who returned stammered hesitantly, "Big sister, you're crazy, sacrificing so many people, rushing in there like seeking death, just to snatch some ghostly thing from a stone sculpture... He won't... he's not coming back... and Mu Cai and Pu Peng…"

It was apparent that this had been processed, and the original words might have been nastier.

Feeling that the team's losses were too severe, and seeing no future, they fled.

Or worse.

Defected?

The team spirit was disintegrating.

Feeling the strange atmosphere within the team and the peculiar glances from others, Ji Jue, as the core of the discord and at the forefront of controversy, remained incredibly calm, showing no reaction.

Like he was in a daze, looking leisurely at the sky.

Putting himself in Wen Wen's position, if he knew Wen Wen was trapped, he would also spare no cost—whether it is worth it is not something to be argued verbally. Without knowing the inside story, he remained silent.

However, this silence seemed to be interpreted as something else.

Among the crowd, the wounded glanced over, inevitably bearing resentment.

"After all this effort, saving a wrecked person back... what's the use…"

"No, everyone listen to me—"

Distracted Linka became agitated, her voice trembling: "Just now, evil... ahem, Mr. Ji killed an angel right in front of me, this power is absolutely genuine, I…"

For a moment, the survivors were astonished, exchanging uncertain, skeptical looks or laughing aloud.

"Hahahaha, Linka are you kidding me?"

"You must have seen it wrongly?"

"Alright, Linka, stop talking…"

"No, it's true, I saw it with my own eyes, it's true!"

Linka's face flushed, stumbling as she tried to speak, but even if she candidly described everything she saw to everyone, those who heard inevitably doubted, and in fact, a sense of displeasure appeared on their faces.

The death of the angel is indeed too bizarre.

Without witnessing it firsthand, people would not believe such an exaggerated tale, the initial reaction was that Linka must have seen it wrong, or might even suspect that Wen Wen instructed her to lie, to try and make everyone accept the huge loss, maintaining her leadership position.

In response, Ji Jue was indifferent, calmly playing his crippled role, placidly receiving the dubious or disdainful looks.

He shook his head, sneezing.

Blowing away a strand of hair that floated in front of him.

Yes, right now he was still in a wrecked person state, with a weight almost resembling a stone, quickly finding no wheelchair or little cart, so... Wen Wen simply pulled out a rope, directly bundled him up, and carried him on her back.

"Alright, after so many tough days, everyone is tired, let's go back first."

Wen Wen interrupted the whispers, looking at Linka.

Linka pressed the button on the walkie-talkie she held, and after two beeps, a faint buzzing sounded. The convoy restarted, and soon, Ji Jue's vision blurred, transitioning from wilderness to the mountains, then the convoy moved forward, the sound of waves emerged, mudwater submerged the tires, after a narrow road turned, suddenly it was wide open as if traveling amidst clouds.

When the clouds dissipated, they reached the destination.

A vast square.

Resembling a village, within the canyon, various shacks were haphazardly built, the central square burned with bonfires, broad yet rough.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Some even cheered, celebrating their survival and return.

"What was that just now?" Ji Jue subconsciously frowned in thought, "Why can't I feel Superior's resonance? No, was this teleportation?"

"Just consider it the blind spot of a dream, when so many people's dreams gather together, there are always some nooks and crannies, gaps naturally left between bubbles.

Slight modification can become a refuge."

Wen Wen laughed self-deprecatingly: "After all, now we are a chaotic party of monsters, we must find some place not seen in light."

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