Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 529 Lai Aotian, the fog clears the way, applause shakes the enemy, and the nightmare pulls the cart (34)

The gale tinged the thick fog with a hazy red light, like a boiling sea of ​​blood, within which a whirlpool, like the eye of a hurricane, appeared.

A massive black carriage slowly emerged from the vortex.

The carriages, pulled by eight horses whose eye sockets burned with dark flames, floated in the air and slowly approached the two groups.

These eight warhorses were composed of glossy black skeletons, without a trace of rotten flesh, and were pure black bones. Combined with their incredibly stylish appearance and the ability to step through the air, Miyata Kuraki recognized them immediately.

"Skeleton Nightmare Horse!" Miyata Kuraki exclaimed in horror.

This is the skeleton Nightmare that the nine Ringwraiths ride in the Lord of the Rings world; it has the property of ignoring gravity.

However, killing a single Ringwraith would require a tremendous effort, and there are eight Nightmare Horses here!
Aside from the flying monster ridden by the most powerful Witch-king of Angmar, were the other eight Ringwraiths wiped out?

What a strength this is!
"Heretical!" Anderson seemed to smell blood.

"A filthy vampire!"

At this moment, Mufat didn't care about being impolite and quickly covered the old man's mouth, whispering, "Teacher Anderson, he's from the Celestials team, can't you see the situation?"

"You, sir of the Celestial Team, invited us here just to mock us?" Miyata Kuraki said coldly.

"We arrived with sincerity and on time, but are you just showing off your strength?"

He brandished the Yama Blade, and a ghostly blue light flashed across the long blade.

"Please allow us that we cannot accept this ridiculous approach."

At the same time, his arm suddenly swelled up, becoming like a demon's arm.

His body exuded a chilling demonic aura, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Although the East Sea team is weaker than the Heavenly God team, it is by no means an object for you to trifle with!"

“Come out, heretic.” Anderson shoved Muffat aside.

“If anyone preaches to you a gospel that is different from what you have received, let him be accursed.”

A faint holy light shone from the cross on his chest, and his words echoed in the air like a continuous reverberation.

Ali Khalid's face grew even uglier. His mental power was completely unable to penetrate the carriage, and he was utterly unable to use his abilities in the mist.

Why be so nervous?

An elegant voice rang out, and a tall, handsome man slowly emerged from the carriage. Even the most discerning nobleman could not find fault with any of his movements.

The moment they saw him, the two teams of over thirty people stiffened instantly, as if they were being stared at by a ferocious beast.

A true powerhouse!
"You should remember this precious moment and cherish it."

His golden hair was smooth and flowing, yet it did not diminish his masculine charm in the slightest. His pale red pupils were like the finest gemstones, so clear they were mesmerizing. His young and masculine face always wore a gentle expression, and his demeanor was elegant and impeccable.

It is simply the most perfect and classic example of European medieval nobility.

However, when the two teams saw each other, a strange sense of rage and hatred welled up in their hearts. They barely managed to suppress the inexplicable urge to rush forward and tear the other to pieces.

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to calm things down between the two sides." He smiled, his smile flawless, like that of the most classical nobleman.

The blond youth continued in a friendly tone: "Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Reinhard von Rogrims, the sole descendant of the Rogrims family..."

"West Sea, no, the reincarnators of the Celestial Team."

When the Celestials were mentioned, a hint of awkwardness flashed across Reinhardt's face, clearly indicating that he hadn't yet adapted to this role.

"What, is the Celestial Team just you?" Miyata Kuraki said bluntly.

Reinhardt shook his head slightly: "Of course not, it's just that the captain entrusted me with the task of negotiating with East Sea Indian Ocean."

"Therefore, this negotiation."

"I'll take responsibility."

Reinhardt appeared polite on the surface, but was inwardly speechless.

He had actually been observing the whole time.

The East China Sea team could be considered a fairly normal reincarnation team. But the Indian team completely shattered his worldview. A team that gathered so many extraordinary individuals was practically a grand gathering of fanatical believers from the world's major religions.

Muslims chanting "Allahu Akbar" appeared to be declaring their loyalty to their faith to the world.

There was also a Vatican bishop holding a crucifix, glaring at him, the vampire, with hostile eyes, as if he were the most evil heretic in the world, and he was determined to purify him.

There was also a Tibetan lama sitting in a human chair made by the newlyweds, chanting "All beings are equal, Buddha is compassionate."

Reinhardt thought he had already gone too far with his West Sea team, but the Indiana team in front of him still opened his eyes and he couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

Surprisingly, a fight didn't break out!
"joke."

Losang Gyatso snorted coldly: "The Heavenly Gods Team, what a high-ranking position."

"They offered to form an alliance, but only sent one player."

"Are you looking down on us, or do you think you can take on the Zhongzhou team on your own?"

“The latter, of course,” Reinhardt said with a smile.

"Of course, I personally also have the former idea."

These words sparked outrage among the crowd.

"What did you say!"

"You idiot!"

"son of a bitch!!"

"calm!"

Miyata Kuraki quickly suppressed the teammate who was about to start cursing and asked the thin high school student next to him, Minami Yoji, through the telepathic link: "Can you tell what's real about him?"

The skinny high school student, Yoji, was hunched over, looking like a loser.

Even in the group, he kept his head down, and at this moment he dared not look at the handsome and tall man, as if it reminded him of some bad memories.

“Captain, I can’t see through him, but I can sense him… He’s very strong, completely beyond our life level.”

"Just looking at him makes my blood burn."

Miyata Kuraki said, "Well done, Yoji. Also, keep an eye on our surroundings to see if any other members of the Heavenly God team are lurking."

“Aoi’s mental scanning is currently restricted, and the Celestial Team might be watching us from behind the fog.”

"Understood, Captain."

Yoji Minami's Sharingan has exceptional sensory abilities, and since Yoji has already awakened the double tomoe, his dynamic vision and eyesight are even more outstanding.

Seeing that everyone else had spoken up, Mufat couldn't hold back any longer.

"Is your team taking pity on us, and therefore wanting to unilaterally join forces with us?"

"No, an alliance is a cooperation between equals. It seems that the Celestials are going to bring us under their command, is that right?"

Reinhardt smiled and said, "Captain of the Indianapolis team, although your team is a complete mess."

"But you're right."

"In this world, you will belong to the Celestial Team, and you must complete the tasks we have given you."

Mufat's face turned cold: "You've been spying on us the whole time?"

Even Mufat, who had been tormented by the three great gods in the team and developed a good temper, could no longer tolerate the arrogance and conceit of the Celestial Team.

They were invited, and they came.

But the Celestials were not only late, they also secretly spied on us.

Now they're really taking advantage of my kindness.

Are they here to cooperate or to sabotage us?
(End of this chapter)