"Who?!" Phantom Knight whipped his head around, the red sensors in his eyes instantly locking onto Lu Sheng, who had just appeared.
"Someone from the Evil God Church?" He vaguely sensed an indescribably peculiar aura from the man before him.
It seemed like mist, yet also like an abyss. The other man was clearly standing right in front of him, yet he could not sense his existence at all, like a black hole endlessly devouring everything around it.
That made him temporarily wary of making any rash moves.
Lu Sheng glanced at German, Enna, and Ivanova, who were staring at him with utterly baffled expressions.
The three of them looked stunned, but in different ways. German was completely shaken, Ivanova was bewildered, while Enna's excitement outweighed everything else.
"Me? I'm merely a Mediator who happened to be passing by," Lu Sheng replied calmly.
"A Mediator?" Phantom Knight asked doubtfully. "Forget it. Whoever you are, if you want to fight, do it quickly. If you don't want to interfere, you'd better leave on your own. Make your choice immediately."
Lu Sheng shook his head speechlessly. This guy did not seem nearly as badass as he looked, nothing like an S-Rank at all. But he could not be bothered to care about that.
Time was tight. He was still waiting to get back to watch the match. Without him, the national team might not hold on much longer.
Thinking of that, he felt a faint sense of crisis. If the national team lost, all the effort he had just put in would have gone to waste.
"Attack. Take him out," Lu Sheng said calmly.
Phantom Knight froze, then quickly assessed the black monsters behind Lu Sheng. "Their energy readings are a third weaker than mine. Where did you get the confidence to