"How amazing."
Son Goku did not hold back his praise for Shokuhou Misaki, giving the others a better understanding of this senior member.
Shokuhou Misaki closed her eyes.
Her consciousness linked to every person.
This planet was large, extremely large—somewhat larger than she had imagined. Otherwise, how could it possibly withstand battle after battle powerful enough to destroy the world?
That was why sweat soon began to bead on Shokuhou Misaki's forehead, and she secretly regretted getting ahead of herself.
Fortunately, before she could cover the entire planet, she found it.
Then she was stunned.
"Th-that speed." Shokuhou Misaki was no longer merely sweating at the forehead; cold sweat poured down her body. "I can't see its movements at all. In the blink of an eye, it killed so many people."
There was no doubt about it. They had been killed.
Lelouch's guess had come true.
"Can you transmit its location to me?" Son Goku asked.
"Yes." Shokuhou Misaki immediately did as he asked.
Then Son Goku's figure vanished on the spot.
"Was that Instant Transmission?" Some members recognized it and could not help sucking in a breath. "Instant Transmission across such a long distance?"
"Let's go too." Orochimaru's figure slowly sank into his own shadow. "Forget the battle plan. We were never going to be the main force anyway. As for these hundred jars, whoever has the ability can take them for themselves."
Minato Namikaze's expression changed slightly, and then he soon revealed a helpless look.
Because Orochimaru was right.
Under that kind of power, fighting as a united group would not mean much. Earlier, they had nearly destroyed Earth and almost plunged everyone into despair at the thought of being completely obliterated by the Merchant Guild's rules.
Now, forget about complete unity.
The fact that no one blamed