Judge Number Two has already made a move.
He's heading towards Sector C.
But Judge Number Eleven, surrounded by Gong Siyuan and his group from the Ninth Division, is heading towards Sector B.
Fang Xin was puzzled. Logically, both Judicators were there to judge the King of Reincarnation.
They shouldn't be heading in two different directions.
If this is happening, there's only one possibility.
One of these two people is doing it on purpose.
Fang Xin watched the directions of the two Judicators.
He was about to ask Tai Shi Bo if the Judicator from the Ninth Division was reliable.
After thinking for a moment, he sent a message to Tai Shi Bo: "Team Leader, where did our Ninth Division find that Judicator?"
Tai Shi Bo's reply was quick: "I'm not sure about that either. Vice-Chief Gong found him. You want to ask if he's reliable, right? Vice-Chief Gong is very meticulous in his work; there won't be any mistakes.
You lead your team and guard your assigned area well. This is your first mission since joining, so you absolutely cannot make any mistakes. I think you should know that even with Old Master Ye backing you, everyone in the Ninth Division is an elite among elites, and they have high expectations. Many people have complaints about you becoming Battalion Commander. If there's a problem with the mission, there are plenty of people who would love to report you!"
"Understood, Team Leader!"
"Just call me Bo Ge."
"Okay, Bo Ge!"
Fang Xin looked at the message from Tai Shi Bo with delight. It must be said, connections are very important. Bai Mao Zai and Fang Xin had a good relationship, and by extension, Bai Mao Zai's close friends also took good care of Fang Xin.
Even though Tai Shi Bo had said that, Fang Xin still kept a constant eye on the movements of the two Judicators.
He noticed that after Judge Number Two arrived in Sector C, he didn't move again, seemingly observing something. However, Judge Number Eleven, after entering Sector B, was like a headless fly, wandering aimlessly. After searching for a long time, he didn't seem to make any progress.
Fang Xin, like a cheater with X-ray vision, hid in a corner watching the two Judicators wander around.
After about two hours of this wandering.
Judge Number Eleven was still wandering around Sector B like a headless fly.
But Judge Number Two was like a predatory leopard, lying in wait, seemingly biding his time for the right moment.
It had been over two hours. Even though Fang Xin knew the King of Reincarnation was hard to find, the Ninth Division had already set up an inescapable net in this place. Furthermore, other forces were stirring in the shadows.
Even if the King of Reincarnation was like Huluwa Liuwa, he should have been found by now.
And after such a long time, Fang Xin gradually became certain that Judge Number Two seemed to be a lone wolf.
This type of person is either extremely skilled, or they're trying to fish in troubled waters to find the King of Reincarnation.
The group in Sector B was still wandering.
Bai Yulin, at first, was focused, his eyes wide like copper bells and his ears perked up like antennae. But after a while, he grew bored.
His sister, Bai Yu, had already finished painting her fingernails and was now painting her toenails.
"Xin Ge, can he still be found? It's been over two hours, almost three, and those people still haven't found him?"
"That King of Reincarnation is no ordinary person; he can summon his bodies from other lives through reincarnation."
"Isn't that cheating?" Bai Yulin mumbled.
Fang Xin cursed, "Who's to say it isn't! Damn it, I hate cheaters like that the most!"
Just as they were talking, Shi Tailang sent a message in their shared group chat.
"Brothers, it's too quiet. The quieter it is, the more I feel something's wrong. So, I've decided, I'm going to eat hotpot!"
The very next second after Shi Tailang finished speaking.
A huge tremor suddenly erupted from where Judge Number Eleven was located.
A massive pillar of dust rose into the sky from Sector B, soaring straight into the clouds.
In an instant, it stained a section of the sky a gloomy color.
Dust billowed and swirled, and faintly, several figures could be seen flashing within the dust.
Fang Xin immediately sprang to his feet.
Bai Yulin hurriedly put on his shoes, "Damn it! That little fatty Shi Tailang definitely has something going on!"
Fang Xin's face was also dark, "Who's to say it isn't!"
Every time this little fatty wanted to eat hotpot, something unexpected was bound to happen. It felt like during the entrance exam, his talent must have missed one item: the talent for major events to happen whenever he eats hotpot.
Voices came through everyone's headphones: "Attention all Ninth Division members! Set up defensive lines! No Awakened are allowed to enter or exit. If discovered, kill on sight!"
As he spoke, a glowing object ascended into the sky, emitting light, and in the blink of an eye, formed a huge hemispherical cover that descended, covering the entire city.
Immediately after, several locations where the Ninth Division was stationed had already seen battles of varying scales.
Fang Xin's perception net spread out.
He suddenly sensed a team of people rapidly approaching this direction. "Everyone, prepare for battle!"
That group of people was suspicious. As they approached, Bai Yulin raised his hand, "No thoroughfare ahead!"
The leader of the group showed a strange smile and raised both hands, "Okay, we won't go out!"
But the next second, the opponent suddenly pulled out a mirror and shone it at Fang Xin and the others.
Blinding light shone forth.
Except for Fang Xin, several members of the squad were temporarily blinded.
The leader of the group smiled, "We won't go out, but we'll let people in!"
Fang Xin turned his head and saw a dozen people standing behind him, he didn't know when they had appeared. The leader had an ugly face, black-purple lips, strange tattoos on his face, and carried two Crescent Moon Scimitars. He wore clothes he had never seen before, somewhat resembling stitched animal hides.
As soon as this group appeared, they charged towards Fang Xin without a word.
Fang Xin saw that the leader was actually a Level 9 Warrior, followed by two Level 8 Warriors.
There were about ten people on the opposing side, none below Level 5 Warrior, and in addition, there were the people who had just produced the mirror, effectively sandwiching them from front and back.
Fang Xin's side only had himself and Bai Yulin's squad.
Seeing the opponent charge without a word.
Fang Xin pressed his earphone, "Zhang Zhen, draw personnel from Meng Xiaofeng, Hong Ping, and Rui He's teams to support me here!"
Although he called for these people to come for support, Fang Xin didn't hold out any hope that they would actually arrive. He just wanted to see which of Zhang Zhen's three subordinates were still useful, and then defeat them one by one. If they wanted to go against him, then he would have to play with them properly.
After speaking, Fang Xin, holding the Panlong Spear, calmly and collectedly stood at the front of the squad, "Form a formation!"
The zhilian devices assembled to form a small formation.
But how could it withstand the attacks of so many people? In an instant, the small formation was on the verge of collapsing.
The burly man with the Crescent Moon Scimitars revealed a sinister grin and immediately stripped off his upper clothing, throwing it towards Fang Xin and the others.
That piece of animal hide covered the sky above, and Fang Xin and the others instantly felt as if they were in darkness, unable to see their own hands.
The burly man with the Crescent Moon Scimitars' laughter came from the darkness, "Kill all the men, keep the women; I want to play with them!"
Fang Xin showed no signs of nervousness; instead, he was a little excited. He was just worrying about what to do if his trump card was seen by outsiders, but they were quite proactive in rushing to cover it up.
Zhang Zhen, with a cigarette in his mouth, heard Fang Xin's voice and let out a disdainful sneer.
Meng Xiaofeng's voice came through the earphone, "Zhen Ge, I can spare one person here!"
Zhang Zhen immediately cursed furiously, "What's the rush, he's not that capable, is he? Don't rush; let him hold on for a bit, then I'll go over. Damn it, he just got here and already wants to order me around! He's dreaming!"
Hong Ping echoed, "Exactly. He's just a greenhorn, and he's already pointing fingers at Zhen Ge. He's disrespectful; he needs to be taught a lesson, so he knows that not just anyone can be a Battalion Commander of the Ninth Division!"
Meng Xiaofeng said again, "Rui He, what about you?"
Rui He, like a fickle opportunist, chuckled, "If you two send people, I'll send people! I'll listen to you!"
"Let him hold on for four or five minutes first. Then we'll go over and clean up the mess. He thinks he's so capable; let me see how capable he really is first!"
A few seconds later.
Meng Xiaofeng's voice suddenly trembled, saying, "Zhen Ge, the last message from Fang Xin's squad said that the enemies they encountered included one Level 9, two Level 8s, and everyone else's combat power was above Level 5! And... and Fang Xin's squad can't be perceived or contacted. They must have been cut off by a treasure. You can trip him up and make things difficult for him, but if your support is late! And Fang Xin loses his life..."
Not to mention Meng Xiaofeng, Zhang Zhen's face also changed instantly.