Survival for all, my island is the last pure land on earth.

As yet another mushroom-like creature fell, Watari walked over, somewhat irritated: "What's going on? This native was only in your hands for thirty minutes, how come he's already dead?"

The messengers looked at each other, none of them daring to answer.

Seeing this scene, he understood everything. He glared angrily at Lanran Xingchen and said, "This native is not under your jurisdiction. Why did you lash out with the whip? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

Lanranxing Chen waved his hand, looking nonchalant: "I didn't do it on purpose. The one you gave me wouldn't react no matter how I hit it, so I just randomly hit someone else's."

"you..."

Watari took a deep breath: "What happened to you?"

Lanranxing Chen asked innocently and confusedly, "What have I become?"

Just as the phrase "indiscriminate killing of innocents" was about to slip out, Watari suddenly realized that he and Watari were no different; the only difference between them was that Watari hadn't personally taken action.

Lanranxing Chen leaned closer with a wicked grin, looking utterly smug: "Brother, tell me, what did I do wrong?"

A black figure flashed past the two, leaving a thin scratch on Lanran Xingchen's neck.

Upon seeing this, the messengers all bowed their heads: "Lord Demon Cat."

Lanran Xingchen heard the noise and turned around. The next second, he saw his own body and then Du Chuan's terrified expression.

What's wrong with him...?

The Father of God walked up to Watari, his contempt almost palpable: "Fools, if these natives die before I achieve my goal, I'll kill you all."

The assassin chuckled and whispered in the cat's ear, "He gets really irritable when he's not smoking. How about we form an alliance after we've achieved our goal and kill him first?"

He didn't lower his voice intentionally; God the Father could hear him clearly: "I'm really curious, how can someone like you, who can't stand the light of day, be so arrogant?"

Demon Cat: "That's still better than a volatile maniac. You kill people all the time, you're a psychopath."

God the Father: "..."

He raised his foot and crushed Ranxing Chen's head, which had fallen to the ground, as if crushing a grape. Watching the assassin and the demon cat's departing figures, he took a deep breath in anger.

He grabbed Du Chuan by the collar: "If any more messengers hasten the deaths of these natives, I'll hang you upside down and drain your blood bit by bit, understand?"

Watari nods: "Understood."

"Drag this man's corpse to the outer perimeter and feed it to the mutated beasts." After instructing Du Chuan, the Father of God rushed to the demon cat's side: "I failed to keep a close eye on the people below; it was my mistake."

The demon cat waved its hand dismissively and inexplicably began counting down: "Three."

"two."

The Father of God and the assassin realized at the same time that the fish they were about to catch had arrived.

"one."

The demon cat's figure vanished from its spot, and a short, sharp shriek reached the ears of the three. The assassin wrapped his cloak tightly around himself and disappeared, leaving God the Father to face the attack head-on.

He turned slightly to the side, and a cloud of white gas appeared in his hand, precisely enveloping the bullet. In an instant, the bullet seemed to sink into thick mud, unable to penetrate any further.

Then he threw the white gas into the air, and the demon cat threw a dart, which exploded in mid-air as a firework with a cat head pattern.

The assassin gave a thumbs up: "As expected of the Demon Cat Lord who places great importance on rituals."

The demon cat tossed its long hair and laughed happily.

Sugar-roasted chestnut rolled her eyes: "You can actually praise such an ugly design? How low."

The demon cat's face instantly turned cold, and the assassin also fell silent.

He wanted to refute it, but to be honest, the demon cat was really bad at drawing. If it weren't for the two cat ears, who would recognize what it was?

The Father of God couldn't help but laugh out loud: "So that's how you two became enemies, hahaha."

Demon Cat: "You're really asking for it."

The roasted chestnut made a face: "I'll make you so mad!"

The assassin covered his mouth, and the Father of God turned away, but everyone knew they were both secretly laughing.

Demon Cat: "You...I'm going to kill you."

She made the first move, her fingers growing sharp nails as she grabbed at the heart of the roasted chestnut.

Sugar-roasted chestnuts calmly dodged, leisurely stalking the demon cat, and didn't forget to extend an invitation to God the Father: "Little hothead, let's go together."

The assassin could no longer contain himself and burst into laughter.

God the Father: "Boring."

Although he was provoked, he had no intention of fighting back. Saving his energy now would give him a better chance of surviving later.

Seeing that no one was coming, Sugar-Roasted Chestnut controlled the demon cat: "See? Your two allies are planning to use you to wear down my stamina first, and then..."

The demon cat glanced at them coldly: "Stop trying to sow discord."

Sugar-roasted chestnut forcefully pushed the demon cat away: "Alright, this is like playing house, it's boring."

"You captured so many natives to torture and kill, just to lure me here. Now that I'm here, they're all silent. Should I leave?"

The three exchanged glances, and the assassin took the initiative to block Tangchao Lizi's escape route: "To be honest, when the demon cat told us that you love to help the righteous and that as long as we used the natives to bleed them to attract the mutated beasts, you would definitely come to save them, I didn't believe it. But now, I believe it."

These words caused the Father of God's expression to change slightly. So far, either the prediction made by the demon cat had not yet come to pass, or it had been confirmed. He recalled the demon cat's judgment on him and felt a bad premonition.

But his expression remained calm as he leaped to another tree, forming a triangle with the assassin and the demon cat, surrounding the roasted chestnut.

Sugar-roasted chestnut covered her mouth in shock: "The three of you have formed an alliance?"

The assassin, puzzled, looked at the demon cat with a questioning gaze: "Isn't our alliance obvious enough?"

Sugar-Roasted Chestnut: "Why? Because of that token? But God said there are nine other people who are qualified to compete besides me. Even if you kill me, how can you guarantee that the token will fall into the hands of the three of you?"

The assassin looked at the demon cat again: What is she pretending for? She killed three, and the three of us killed three. Everyone knows that.

God the Father squinted: There's a problem. Stop her nonsense and get to it.

The demon cat leaped out first, followed closely by the Father of God, while the assassin remained hidden, surrounding the three and waiting for an opportunity to strike.

While dealing with the three, Sugar-Roasted Chestnut continued, "Sigh, what a mess this is. So you all knew that collecting ten World Shadow Fragments wouldn't get you back to Earth, but would instead result in being maliciously destroyed by the gods. Only this token is the real item to return to Earth."

God the Father: Has she lost her mind?

Sugar-roasted chestnuts blocked the demon cat's darts with their swords, dodged God's Father's attack, and even fired a bullet at the assassin hiding in the shadows: "Although I know I'm very powerful, I'm really wronged that the three of you ganged up on me!"

Demon Cat: "How come I never knew you were so talkative?"

The roasted chestnut smiled slightly: "Because... guess what~~"

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