Half an hour later.
Across the desolate plains, several figures sped forward like bolts of lightning, with one piercing sonic boom after another following close behind.
Inside the gathering place occupied by Brahma Awakeners, Salman looked somewhat surprised at the several black dots in the far distance.
"So fast?"
With a hint of caution, the other Third Orders also gathered beside him, doing their utmost to observe the newcomers.
Their target was clear, and they were heading straight here. There was a high probability that they were the group who had contacted them earlier.
They simply hadn't expected the distance between them to be so short.
Especially as the distance closed, they immediately recognized the Dual Dagger Man leading the group. Seeing that he was clearly dressed like someone from their own war zone, their slight wariness quickly relaxed.
If they were outside, they wouldn't be this careless. After all, so what if they were Awakeners from the same war zone? They would still kill each other without hesitation.
But after entering the Confrontation Tournament, even the stupidest person wouldn't attack someone from the same war zone.
With an outside force threatening them, they naturally knew they had to unite.
Besides, Salman didn't believe that four people from the other side would dare attack more than a dozen Third Orders. Even suicide wasn't done that way.
"Looks like they were afraid of running into Third Orders from other war zones along the way."
"At that speed, I'd say they're barely different from going all out. They're really willing to burn through their Spiritual Energy."
"What a waste. They don't even know to conserve it."
Standing beside Salman, a Third Order with a nose ring hanging from his nose laughed.
He was clearly looking down on how panicked the newcomers were.