When Angel entered the armored vehicle, Zheng Zha immediately felt a chill run down his spine, as if some beast had fixed its eyes on him.
He instantly turned to look at Zhan Lan. She nodded gravely and closed her eyes.
"Ten kilometers northwest. Damn, they've blocked my perception. They're strong!"
Zhan Lan clutched her throbbing head, her face somewhat pale, yet she still forced herself to endure the dizziness and connected with Zheng Zha.
"They have two psychic controllers. One is about as strong as me, while the other is stronger, but together they can stack their abilities. There are ten people in total, eight men and two women. I saw you and Chu Xuan, as well as that newcomer from before called Ming Yanwei..."
"The distance between us is too short. I need to shrink my detection range to one kilometer to maintain the screen..."
Zhan Lan's abilities were not weak to begin with. As a psychic controller with decent talent, she was not much inferior to the psychic controller in Demon Team.
Her greatest disadvantage this time was facing two opponents alone, but she had still managed to gather the general intelligence.
Yet after hearing Zhan Lan's words, Zhang Heng, the archer who had remained silent within the group, suddenly went pale. He bit his lip, seemingly lost in thought.
"Oh? Have the pursuers arrived?"
Xu Yue, who had been teasing Angel and Zhao Yingkong, lowered his hand. What was coming would come eventually.
But that only made things more interesting...
"Sorry, I was careless and got discovered. Their psychic controller isn't weak."
Tom, Demon Team's psychic controller, opened his eyes.
"But we've already screened her out. She'll need to put in some effort to break through our barrier. I sensed the aura of the Necronomicon.