"WC, Main God, what's going on with you?!"
Isong and the others stared in trepidation at the figures before them. They wanted to say something, but realized they had no idea what to say. These people weren't simple natives who could be easily fooled.
As for fighting back, attacking them, or running away... Well, they weren't being killed, and these people knew about the concept of transmigrators and the Main God Space. Looking at their surroundings—the futuristic, sci-fi-like setting—how could they possibly escape? And where could they run?
Were they really a match for these people?
They had no choice but to steel themselves and open the Main God Space's interface. But as soon as they tried, something happened that left them in a panic, horrified.
The interface began to flicker as though the signal were poor. Then it went dark altogether, and their connection to the Main God Space was cut off.
"What the hell is this?"
At the sight, Isong immediately raised his hand and performed a French military salute, surrendering without a second thought. Good grief, what kind of bizarre world was this? They'd barely arrived, and even the Main God Space had lost its connection. Taking these people's words into account, could this be some kind of super-organization that ran rampant across the multiverse?
Maybe this really was the Naruto universe, only it had been conquered by one powerful faction after another. And they, these hapless reincarnators, had been thrown into this world by the Main God, who'd gotten them into trouble. It was over. They were completely finished!
They'd thought it was just an ordinary mission, one where they could get some benefits. Who could have guessed things would turn out like this?
Just then, several figures walked over.
"You wild transmigrators are suspected of