"A single person mastering the skills of an entire squad? Can anyone really do that?" The man holding the Fire Kirin was doubtful.
"They say he's the agent of Kronos, the God of Time. Maybe he has something like the Hyperbolic Time Chamber from Dragon Ball that lets him train endlessly inside." The man in sunglasses spoke gravely.
"Isn't that way too unfair?!" The man holding the Fire Kirin instantly felt that the Fire Kirin in his hand was no longer so appealing.
"Don't be so quick to envy him. I also heard that Kronos didn't have good intentions when he set his sights on him." At that moment, someone else who had barely spoken suddenly opened his mouth.
"Who said that?" The man in sunglasses froze for a moment.
"Hypnos, the God of Sleep, told me," said a young man who kept one eye half-closed, looking half-awake. "Hypnos said Kronos once came to him and asked him for a favor."
"What favor?"
"Hypnos wouldn't say, but he seemed to have known Simon's identity long ago. Anyway, after Simon was exposed, Hypnos didn't look surprised at all."
"These bastard gods are all schemers, and none of them can be trusted." The man in sunglasses snorted coldly. "Forget about that. This operation has gathered plenty of experts, and we're well prepared. Even if Kronos intervenes, he won't be able to stop us from killing Simon."
Yet as the three spoke, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the woods. Almost at the same instant, a member of the search party dropped to the ground. Fortunately, he was wearing body armor, so the shot did not kill him, only broke two of his ribs.
The search party reacted quickly, immediately lowering themselves and seeking cover. At the same time, someone called out Zhang