196: The mask behind the mask!

The several believers looked at the terrifying meteorite in the sky, all dumbfounded.

What's happening? Who summoned a meteorite in this place?

The meteorite was burning with raging flames, and the terrifying high temperature clashed violently with the extreme wind and snow.

Clearly, the flames won.

Even though the meteorite was still very far from the ground, the several believers already felt a hint of warmth.

The snow on the forest surface had already begun to show signs of melting.

"This is..."

Qian Mo's eyes widened. He was about to show off in front of the believers but was interrupted by this sudden incident. He was very unhappy now.

Yue Huai looked up at the meteorite in the sky, which trailed a long tail, and seemed to understand something.

"It seems Song Zhong has told us where he is."

The several believers looked at each other, the shock in their eyes gradually turning into fear.

Song Zhong could actually summon such a large meteorite?

This ability seems even more exaggerated than Whisper's when he was alive, right?

However, on second thought, with Yue Huai and Qian Mo here, there shouldn't be any problems, right?

Plus, this ancient Mysterious altar in front of them, who knows what kind of existence it can summon.

"The time is about right. Let us go meet this leader of the New Ancient God Church."

After Yue Huai finished speaking, he gently waved his left hand, and his wide robes rustled in the cold wind.

Before the several believers could react, a strong wave of drowsiness surged into their hearts.

Their eyelids felt as if they were carrying hundreds of pounds of bricks and stones, incredibly heavy.

"Sink into the beautiful dream of destruction!" Yue Huai's words seemed to possess a magical power. After hearing this, the several believers no longer struggled and fell into a deep sleep.

Immediately after, the dazed Wind Vein Earth Dragon stored the several believers and the Nether God Altar into its stomach.

This Wind Vein Earth Dragon in front of them had been completely controlled by Yue Huai through some means; it was now merely a thoughtless Puppet.

"Let's go. I also want to see what Song Zhong intends to do by coming all the way to Anta County."

...

On the outskirts of the primeval forest, seven figures wearing gray cloaks stood looking up at the sky.

"Was this meteorite made by Song Zhong, or by Yue Huai and them?" Moon Ghost asked, looking at the destructive meteorite in the sky.

The people who arrived were none other than the Mask Squad.

After receiving orders from Night Watcher Headquarters, they immediately rushed over without stopping.

The situation was urgent this time, so Ye Fan could only make nearby deployments. As for the functions of the various special squads, they could only be temporarily put aside.

"Fortunately, the meteorite's target is the primeval forest; otherwise, this attack would definitely cause widespread casualties," Balance said.

Beneath his Mask, Wang Mian's expression was solemn. For some time recently, he had always had a strange feeling in his heart.

Crisis, confusion, joy, and regret could not describe this feeling.

Wang Mian initially thought he might be under too much pressure, leading to some psychological issues.

However, he had undergone examinations by the Night Watcher medical department, and the results showed that Wang Mian's body was incredibly healthy, and his mental health was also fine.

But after this examination, Wang Mian became even more worried.

Because that peculiar feeling still lingered in his heart.

Wang Mian knew that something was definitely going to happen.

As the agent of the Time God, Wang Mian's sixth sense had always been very accurate.

Coincidentally, not long after, Night Watcher Headquarters ordered them to go to Anta County for support, which gave Wang Mian new considerations.

Could his profound premonition be related to this matter?

Whether it was Song Zhong or the Ancient God Church, the weight of what was involved behind them was heavy enough.

Whirlpool took a step forward, standing at the very front of the team.

"Everyone, are you ready? This mission not only involves the Ancient God Church but also our Face. What we lost at the Training Camp last time, we will take back with our own hands this time."

Balance glanced at Whirlpool, then grabbed his collar and dragged Whirlpool to the back.

"The front is the Captain's position."

Whirlpool chuckled awkwardly, touching his Mask, "Oh dear, I saw that everyone's mood was a bit heavy, so I came out to lighten the tense atmosphere."

Although Whirlpool usually liked to act goofy, it had to be admitted that his role within the squad was irreplaceable.

Whenever the squad's mood was low, he would step forward to encourage everyone.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy lacked the talent for making decisions, Whirlpool might have replaced Balance and become the Vice Captain.

"Whirlpool, we are here to carry out a mission this time. Put aside personal grievances; the mission comes first," Rose reminded Whirlpool.

"Oh, I know, I know, hehe!" Whirlpool's honest and clear laughter had already broken the silent atmosphere.

Even the uneasy feeling in Wang Mian's heart seemed to have faded a bit.

Song Zhong?

Whirlpool's words suddenly made Wang Mian feel that his abnormality might be related to Song Zhong.

However, he quickly dismissed this idea in his mind.

Absurd, it was truly too absurd.

He had only interacted with Song Zhong once; what did this have to do with him?

"Alright!" Wang Mian slowly began, "Actually, Whirlpool is right. This time, we might really have to fight Song Zhong again. When that happens, we can't let history repeat itself."

The other members of the squad looked at him in surprise upon hearing their Captain's words.

These words didn't quite sound like the Captain's usual style.

Wang Mian often gave people the impression of being steady and rational.

But in this sentence, it seemed the Captain also held some lingering resentment about the Training Camp incident?

Wang Mian also felt their unusual gazes.

"Haha, everyone, let's head in that direction!"

The wind and snow in Anta County grew fiercer.

Seven gray figures slowly disappeared amidst the swirling wind and snow.

But no one knew that amidst this wind and snow, a hunched figure in a white cloak was slowly watching the Mask Squad.

That gaze was deep and long. If you met his gaze, you would experience various complex emotions from his eyes, such as crisis, confusion, joy, and regret.

If one word were to describe this feeling, only 'mixed emotions' would be more suitable.

"So, such possibilities are still hidden within the waves of time?"

That figure murmured to himself, his voice revealing a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

"Unfortunately, this time, I can only be a witness."

He stretched out his hand, looking at the wrinkled back of his hand, "Wrinkles have appeared. It seems this is the price."

That figure also wore a Mask on his Face.

Exactly the same as Wang Mian's Mask.