48: Are there only three of you coming to support us?

At this moment—Watanabe Ichiro was heading toward the Bay when he suddenly sensed the aura he had left behind earlier rushing toward him at an extremely high speed.

"You have guts." Watanabe Ichiro muttered to himself, then waited quietly.

Just then, he seemed to sense something. He turned his head and three figures came into view.

It was Yang Kaishan, Ye Long, and Huang Yu.

"Old Yang, how did you guys find and kill monsters before?" Huang Yu asked Yang Kaishan, his face full of excitement. "I really want to get some practice in and kill a few more monsters right now!"

Compared to the others, Huang Yu seemed exceptionally passionate about fighting.

This was not only because he felt he was the weakest of the three, but also because the process of engaging with powerful monsters made his blood boil.

Especially the feeling of being watched by everyone during battle—it was simply addictive!

Hearing this, Yang Kaishan smiled and was about to answer when suddenly, the hair on his body stood on end.

"Clang!" Yang Kaishan quickly drew the Starlight Blade from his waist.

This blade was his previous one; although he had obtained materials provided by the organization, he still chose to use those materials to restore his shattered blade.

However, none of that mattered now—because a young man had suddenly appeared before them.

The young man did not look very old, and his face was youthful, but his eyes revealed a sense of maturity and composure.

His entire body exuded an incredibly oppressive aura, completely unlike what one would expect from someone his age.

Alarm bells rang in Yang Kaishan's heart.

Once a member of the Investigation Bureau, he had faced life-and-death crises many times, but he had never encountered such a terrifying aura.

This sense of oppression far exceeded that of any enemy he had met before.

Standing to the side, Ye Long also felt that something was wrong.

Although he could not directly perceive the other person's aura like Yang Kaishan, his awakened ability, "Martial Dao Divine Connection," caused his abilities in martial arts and intuition to skyrocket.

Because of this, Ye Long clearly realized how terrifying the person in front of them was.

"Hey, Old Yang, Brother Long, what's wrong with you guys?" "Why is everyone so quiet?"

Huang Yu had no idea what was wrong at this moment; he just thought it was strange that Old Yang and Ye Long had suddenly fallen silent.

Could a monster have appeared nearby?

At the thought of this possibility, Huang Yu immediately became excited and started looking around.

However, aside from a few pedestrians passing by in a hurry, he did not spot any suspicious figures.

At this moment, a young man wearing a simple cyan kimono was walking toward them.

Watanabe Ichiro had already reached the three of them and deliberately released a bit of his aura so that they would recognize who he was.

Seeing the man getting closer, Yang Kaishan subconsciously stood in the front, shielding Ye Long and Huang Yu behind him.

Ye Long also wanted to step forward, and Yang Kaishan had originally intended to stop him.

But on second thought, since they still had several Resurrection Coins, he didn't bother.

Noticing this scene, even as slow as Huang Yu was, he realized something was up.

Huang Yu also stepped out without hesitation, staring wide-eyed at Watanabe Ichiro, his gaze devoid of any fear, but instead filled with intense fighting spirit.

On the contrary, Watanabe Ichiro sighed when he saw this.

He had to admit that their Island Nation was indeed inferior to Great Xia, and there was a reason for that.

To him, the three people in front of him were as weak as ants on the roadside.

Yet, these three "ants" stood before him without fear, preparing to confront him.

And that person from before—although he took advantage of the situation to ambush his clone, when you think about it, that guy's cultivation level was so low, yet he dared to take action!

And he even managed to survive in the end.

What was even more admirable was that when he discovered he was being hunted, he didn't choose to run away but instead went straight to meet him head-on.

This spirit of charging forward despite knowing he was outmatched was something even Watanabe Ichiro couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking back to when he was slaughtering those transcendent beings in the Island Nation, when faced with life-and-death crises, those people would either abandon their wives and children or kneel and beg for mercy; it could be said that they would use any means necessary to save their lives.

It was laughable that there wasn't even a single person who dared to face him head-on!

"Sigh!" Watanabe Ichiro sighed heavily again.

Just then, a seductive voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Since you know that the people of the Island Nation are all trash, why not just kill them all?"

Watanabe Ichiro frowned slightly but didn't respond.

The voice continued: "In these past few years, I have absorbed quite a few things and have evolved!"

"Now, I can devour souls."

"If we use over a hundred million souls as materials for ascension, when we fuse together, we might even be able to touch the realm of gods. Don't you think so?"

Before Watanabe Ichiro could reply, a slender, delicate hand emerged from his right arm, attempting to interlock fingers with him.

However, Watanabe Ichiro didn't even glance at it; he simply grabbed the hand and squeezed hard. With a "pop," it turned into a cloud of black mist and vanished.

After dealing with all this, Watanabe Ichiro turned to look at the three people in front of him—two looked somewhat nervous, while the other was full of fighting spirit.

"You're from Great Xia, right? What are you doing here?" Watanabe Ichiro asked in fluent Chinese.

Guardng the demon blade for the past few years, he had been bored out of his mind and had learned a few foreign languages along the way.

Given his strength, learning languages was a piece of cake; it was basically effortless.

Hearing this, the three of them exchanged glances, and then Yang Kaishan spoke up: "We are here to help you deal with the monsters."

This sounded ambiguous, but it wasn't wrong.

After all, their mission was indeed to kill monsters, it was just that the target was that Catastrophe-level Abyssal Mother Worm.

However, Yang Kaishan hadn't decided whether it was a secret mission or whether it needed to be concealed, so he simply changed the wording to gloss over it.

Watanabe Ichiro pondered for a moment and then understood: so they were a support team sent by Great Xia.

Back when the Catastrophe-level Critical Point opened, he knew that the Island Nation had already sent a distress signal to the International Federation.

But Watanabe Ichiro was still a bit puzzled: why did the people sent look so weak?

You have to know, this was a Catastrophe-level Critical Point!

For a Critical Point of this magnitude, sending these three people with mediocre strength—were they here to provide support, or were they here to die?

Or was it possible that the three of them had offended someone and were assigned to carry out such a suicidal mission?

Watanabe Ichiro couldn't help but ask again: "Just the three of you came to support?"