Deathmatch 8

Everyone charged out.

Under the blazing sun, the densely packed crowd all looked north at the same time. That was the direction from which the suspected invaders had attacked.

Seen from high above, the Awakened on the ground looked like a swarm of ants pouring out of their nest, somewhat panicked.

"Was it the Neutral Alliance!? Or the China War Zone?"

All eyes turned toward the Awakened who had reported the situation in a panic.

The East Germany representative, who had the worst temper, grabbed him by the collar and hurriedly demanded an answer.

"I-I don't know!"

"I don't know!"

The Awakened being questioned looked at the countless gazes around him with a tearful expression, at a complete loss.

He truly didn't know.

The enemy was moving far too quickly, and the red dots were disappearing just as fast, making everyone instinctively wonder whether it was a display error.

It wasn't until a few seconds ago that they realized those disappearing red dots must have been cleared out by something.

"Everyone, stay alert! Prepare for battle!"

Their reactions were extremely swift.

Beside Andrew, an Awakened who appeared to be Strength-based calmly issued an order.

Whoever the enemy was, they absolutely couldn't lose formation first.

At the same time, Andrew discarded the smiling facade on his face, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Order all covert units to send back information on the two major war zones!"

"Activate the temporary barrier! Transfer all Agility-based Awakened and prepare to intercept!"

Detailed orders were issued.

The entire alliance position immediately resumed operation. Countless Awakened took up their assigned positions and rushed out according to the plans they had rehearsed.

Densely packed, spiritual energy of all colors suddenly rose at the center of the position, eventually forming a half-domed blue barrier.