"Captain, weren't those your own guns?!" Lu Beiyun tore through space and collapsed to the ground, panting. His first words were a question:
"Why did you give scrolls to the Soul-Shaking Team and guns to the Scripture-Seekers on the other side?"
Baizhou emerged from the Space Tunnel behind him, expressionless, but the same confusion showed in his eyes.
"I hadn't planned to explain any of this to you." Baimingsheng glanced at them both, set down the bullet he had finished polishing, and said:
"But I won't do anything that sows distrust within the team. Haven't you been wondering why I refused the Soul-Shaking Team's commission?"
"First, those two guns aren't mine."
"Second, there's someone on the Scripture-Seekers' team who died many years ago. I need him to get back to Hell and finish what he left undone with those guns."
"An old acquaintance of yours?" The fat man's mung-bean-sized eyes widened. A dozen possibilities flashed through his mind. "Captain, was he on your old team?"
"He wasn't my teammate, but we worked with him several times." Baimingsheng pointed at himself, then at the world beyond the Rivers and Mountains Map.
"We were a team. He was a lone wolf."
A lone wolf?!
Lu Beiyun's face went deathly pale, as though he had heard something impossible. "A lone wolf?"
The team that had resurrected that Reincarnator—just what were they...
"Little Dragon, do you know?" Su Lin asked in an exceedingly gentle voice. As he spoke, he gathered Buddhist light with his ringed staff and fired, blasting several hundred Devils ahead of him to pieces—and sending them on their way:
But Baimingsheng's team had once been SS-Class. A lone wolf who could work alongside them...
"How could a Reincarnator of that level show up here?!" Xuerui cried, covering her mouth. "Every team