At the moment the Ant King fell, more than a dozen bullets and a barrage of ranged abilities blasted toward Shui Sa, Old Smoke, Chen, and the others. This was the handiwork of the over one hundred contractors watching from the surroundings.
Although driving these contractors away before the battle would have been a good choice, doing so would only have caused them to join forces, which would have been even more troublesome.
Shui Sa and the others had anticipated this situation long ago. Not only did they not rush toward the Ant King's corpse, they even retreated a little.
"Our chance is now. Charge in and seize it amid the chaos!"
"Captain, let's go."
"Wait. Let those unaffiliated contractors go in as cannon fodder first."
Noisy shouts filled the royal palace courtyard, accompanied by a great mass of chaotic footsteps.
Of the over one hundred contractors, at least eighty or ninety surged forward. They intended to rely on their numerical advantage to forcibly seize the heart.
Had Shui Sa and the others given up? Of course not. They had been waiting for the watching contractors to charge forward. In other words, only when things became chaotic would they avoid being focused down, and the difference in individual strength would become even more apparent.
This was not the first time Shui Sa and the others had experienced a scramble like this, so they were very experienced.
The hurried footsteps merged into one. Nearly a hundred contractors stared fixedly at the Ant King's corpse. Their tacit understanding was surprising: none of them attacked the corpse directly. Instead, they wildly hurled abilities around it.
Boom!
A fireball struck the ground. The moment it landed, a figure that had originally been invisible appeared. It was an assassin who had intended to sneak up