Angeles's Ace Up His Sleeve

Something was off about Angeles.

That was Qin Chuan's first thought when he heard the news.

Angeles held a high position in the Illuminati. He must have known about the supernatural incidents in North America, and might even have investigated them himself. He could probably work out what would happen if he lost his Spokesperson title.

When Qin Chuan had crossed into North America before, Angeles had survived only by selling out titled players on his own side.

Qin Chuan had also told him that if he stopped providing the coordinates of titled players, Qin Chuan could cross over and kill him at any time.

Yet just two days later, Angeles was active again. He had organized North American players to teleport into Skyreach Harbor and cause trouble, and had even dared to post a provocation on the Yan Country Region forum.

Where had he found the nerve?

Ordinarily, that might have been one thing. But the supernatural incidents in North America had only just begun. Unless Angeles had lost his mind, he would never have stepped out so openly to stir up trouble.

Qin Chuan therefore suspected Angeles had something to rely on.

Given recent events, the most likely answer was that the Apocalypse had also chosen Angeles and granted him early extraction privileges. He no longer feared a supernatural incident happening to him.

When Qin Chuan teleported to North America, encountering a Blood Servant had been no problem. He had killed it in an instant.

There had been nothing to fear.

But even if Angeles could protect himself in the real world, what gave him the confidence to act so arrogantly in the Apocalypse Game?

Losing his Spokesperson title was no small matter. Angeles was too cautious to be this reckless.

Qin Chuan couldn't make sense of it.