The Calamities of the Scavengers suddenly panicked.
A Calamity headquarters... wasn't there one right here?
How exhausting. So they had been coming for us all along.
Outside the Arena, Old Sheephead coughed up three liters of blood, utterly furious.
"I told you they weren't ordinary! The bloody killing aura on them was sky-high. They must have killed at least ten thousand Calamities, and you wouldn't believe me!"
Wei Changming was seething. "You're joking, right? You must be joking. Say something, Ye Buyu!"
Ye Buyu wanted to cough up blood, and she truly couldn't hold it back. A trickle of blood slid from the corner of her mouth, carrying the despair of someone who couldn't rest in peace.
"Like hell I'm going..."
Wei Changming, you've really screwed me over!
As Disasters familiar with Ye Buyu, Little Whale and the others naturally knew this was only a misunderstanding.
But in the eyes of those Scavengers Calamities, this was an outright sentence of death, especially since...
Someone was still chasing down Calamities.
"I'm already on my knees! Stop chasing me!"
The two Calamities fighting Wan Lan couldn't understand how things had turned out this way. They had originally been the hunters, but as the fight went on, they realized something was wrong and wanted to retreat.
Yet however fast they fled, they could only watch the situation turn surreal.
As it turned out, the grim reaper pursuing them was someone they couldn't afford to provoke at all.
Could someone please tell them whether it was too late to surrender?
On the verge of tears, the Calamities suddenly spotted the Arena's Head Person in Charge and rushed straight over, weeping as they cried out.
"You're the one who gave the order! Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. Go after that one!"