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Aeros had no choice but to accept the opinions of others. After agreeing to take on this mission, he left the group and retraced his steps.
Although only a few hours had passed and dawn was approaching, it was impossible to rest peacefully during the ongoing exercise. The team members considered taking turns to stand guard, allowing one person to rest for about ten minutes before continuing their journey.
Nosty found himself in a critical situation. The muscles on his body exhibited a faint blue hue, resembling the damage caused by heavy metal poisoning. However, those who understood the underlying principles knew that this was a side effect of the mutation of the psychic elements within him. It was a relatively rare form of backlash, which typically caused the brain to be unable to withstand additional mental pressure, leading to unconsciousness.
Nosty's condition was vastly different from that of the Psychic Sensory Users from his previous academy. It wasn't merely a difference in brain development; it was deeply influenced by the bloodline inherited from his family. Freyr had once asked Nosty why his muscles exhibited such changes. Nosty had responded half-jokingly yet seriously, "The genes passed down through my family are always the best. Because of this, I've never truly enjoyed the camaraderie of companions. Thank you, and thank all of you!"
However, what happened next was entirely unexpected. Although Freyr had struggled through apocalyptic times in his past life without any companions to fight alongside him, Nosty was now stepping forward for a team he had never met before, shouldering a heavy responsibility alone. Even if Freyr wanted to help him, he found himself unable to reach into others' minds in the realm of mental influence. Moreover, with his steadfast heart, he could not persuade Nosty to refrain from using his Psychic Sensory User abilities.
The situation did not change much; among the remaining members, only a few possessed combat capabilities. Duan Shuai's intelligence was top-notch, but under these circumstances, he could hardly come up with any better strategies. Even with a sharp mind, facing soldiers who relied on tactics and strategies would be like a sorcerer facing a greater sorcerer. Furthermore, his tactics were honed through brawls with peers back home; against professional soldiers, they might not only be ineffective but could also become an unstable element within the team at critical moments.
Most of their time was spent on the move; returning was not an option as they would surely encounter trouble. At this point, they needed to head in the opposite direction and take detours. Although this approach seemed challenging, their pursuers were unlikely to be unfamiliar with the routes leading to the Crimson Dragon Army Base Camp. Even with careful consideration, it would seem suspicious.
Meanwhile, on another side, a group cloaked in black robes approached, led by a burly white man.
"Huff huff huff~" The heavy breathing of Ear echoed as he walked with his eyes closed. He was a special Psychic Sensory User being closely protected by his team. A robust man carried him on his back, yet despite this support, Ear's labored breaths never ceased until they reached Ultimate.
There were several others behind and in front of them; this appeared to be a well-equipped team of about ten members. The captain seemed cunning and led his team along paths less traveled by others—rugged trails that posed no trouble for them due to their military training.
Beside the captain stood a girl who was also quite special; she wore a slight smile on her lips and appeared harmless—a true Loli.
As they reached an open road, the captain halted abruptly. At that moment, someone stepped forward and spread out a map on the ground.
"From our current position, it's not far to the camp of the Crimson Dragon Army. The warriors heading to attack the Wolf Brigade are definitely elite members of the Crimson Dragon Army. According to the reports we've received, there are fewer than fifteen of them in total. With so few, we can handle them easily, especially since they must be fatigued from their engagement with the Wolf Brigade. We should take this opportunity to eliminate them," said the young man, revealing a murderous intent. Despite being in a training exercise, an unsettling aura emanated from him. When it came to cunning, no one could rival him; he might very well be a significant figure leading the troops.
A Loli stepped forward beside him, glancing at the map on the ground before opening her eyes wide.
"It seems the enemy has moved again."
At that moment, the blue-eyed young man opened his eyes. He was the only Psychic Sensory User among the ten-member team.
The Loli shook her head, playing with her fingers while a smile crept onto her lips. "Is it really necessary? They must be heading towards the Crimson Dragon Army's Base Camp; they're returning to their nest." As her voice faded, the blue-eyed young man shook his head vigorously, fear evident on his face as he did so.
"No, no! It's in the opposite direction. The group has started moving away from us," he said, suddenly jolting as he glanced at another young man whose face was hanging low; this person was the captain of their ten-member team.
"Map!"
He waved his hand urgently, and two others brought over an aerial view of the terrain. This map covered a larger area and was more intricate, showing distances that seemed to stretch infinitely.
"And what about going down?!"
Upon hearing this from the young man, the blue-eyed one swallowed hard and continued, "Moreover, there’s a controller among them and a precognitive user. Perhaps someone sensed our presence; they’re leading us somewhere else—not back to their base. Also, there's been a subtle change in the mental waves of those present. Clearly, one familiar frequency has vanished. I don't know if that person is dead or..."
"Hmm, this is troublesome. Are you sure you haven't lost track?" The young man looked up sharply at the blue-eyed one while a large man beneath him quickly set him down on the ground, rubbing his fists together anxiously as his knuckles cracked.
"I swear on my life that I haven't lost them! There’s definitely some conspiracy among them. One person is missing; I can't confirm if they're dead, but that individual has disappeared from my controllable range. More importantly, I may no longer be able to guide our team; my Mental Power has reached its Ultimate level and our shielded area is being unraveled. I believe their precognitive user will soon notice this," the blue-eyed one stammered, glancing nervously at the young man standing not far away.
"You did well. Before value loses its meaning, make the most of your remaining strength and abilities!"
"Hunting Operation begins!"
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