Inside the crater, the contractors locked in a chaotic melee all stopped fighting. The Space-Time Power condensates had all vanished, so of course no one continued fighting.
The four sides each occupied an area. The Death Paradise faction and the Church were positioned in the southeast and east, the Reincarnation Paradise faction was on the west side, and as for the dozens of women from Paradise, they were in the center of the crater. It would not be an exaggeration to say they were being surrounded and beaten.
"It disappeared."
A contractor whose arm had been severed spoke up. Of the several hundred contractors present, many were exceptionally capable perception types, yet none of them had sensed anything unusual.
Blending into the environment was Bubu Wang's core ability. Naturally, he could not be discovered easily, which had resulted in the current situation.
The sound of chaotic footsteps approached. The Nameless Saint and more than three hundred contractors from Apocalypse Paradise arrived. Just as the Nameless Saint arrived, a figure appeared behind him, as if it had been hiding in his shadow.
After the blurry figure briefly explained things to the Nameless Saint, he immediately thought of a possibility. In an instant, the image of a man holding a long blade, along with his servant, appeared in his mind.
The Nameless Saint swept his gaze around. Soon, he spotted a familiar figure, who happened to look over at him as well.
"Mad!"
"What is it, Saint?"
A stern-looking old man turned toward the Nameless Saint. That was right—his name was Mad.
"I wasn't calling you."
The Nameless Saint's mood was utterly terrible. During the battle for supremacy among the experts, Su Xiao had forced him back, and the Healer he had lured over had become someone else's the moment the fight