Five kilometers from the coastal town, on a wooded hillside, the five people carrying out a killing mission on Crimson Moon Island in the Pasi Continent all arrived through a long-distance teleportation gate.
The young man, still holding a fishing rod and wrapped in a black windbreaker, felt the immense pressure radiating from the four people beside him. Slightly timid, he said, "That was an ultralong-distance spatial transfer. I feel a little carsick, and my body doesn't feel too good... I thought participating in this 'Ten-Man Game' would make me safer, but I didn't expect everyone to be such a troublesome character."
The young man wasn't the only one who found them troublesome. The white-haired woman at the far edge felt the same way.
"Troublesome. The Demon Slaying Brothers from Lansenburg, and 'Kai,' the second-in-command of the recently risen Zede Family... And there's also this fishing boy whose aura I can't distinguish at all. Everyone harbors ill intentions. Add to that the ominous aura drifting through the air—I can't act together with these people."
Wolves were social animals, but they never trusted other creatures.
The white-haired Wolf Woman immediately leaped sideways, putting distance between herself and the other four before swiftly vanishing into the jungle.
"Hello, everyone. Allow us to introduce ourselves. We're the Gammir Brothers from the Lansenburg ethnic group, from the high mountains. My name is Gammir Rotten Flesh, and my younger brother is Gammir Shattered Bone. Pleased to meet you. I don't think there's any need for everyone to be on guard. Let's wait until the five people with 'Light Identity' are dead before we start slaughtering each other."
The short Rotten Flesh elder sat on his younger brother Shattered Bone's shoulders and extended a hand toward the fishing youth and Kai.
The young man holding the